Another Bad Boy Story

Chapter 20- the plan part 2

(Five minutes before Emma comes)

**Dylan's POV**

What am I doing? Why am I bothering to talk to her? She won't listen? How could I ever think this would work?

I pace back and forth while thinking of those questions over and over in my head.

I mean seriously, why would she listen to what I have to say?

"Oh shit! Why am I doing this?" I scold myself quietly.

And just as I'm asking myself these questions for the millionth time, Emma gets pushed in the closet.

✔️Step one- get Emma trapped into the closet.

Now it's time for step two.

Step two- explain myself to Emma.

"What the hell is going on here!?" Emma asks loudly while shaking the door handle.

I can feel her anger radiating off of her. So I don't say anything yet.

"Why the hell am I here?" She asks somewhat calmly, seeming to give up on opening the door.

I take this as my chance to say something. "We need to talk."

She looks very annoyed. But she don't say anything.

"Then talk." She says through gritted teeth.

I sigh then say "I need to explain myself."

She sighs then sits on the ground.

I sit beside of her and I sigh.

I start by saying "I'm sorry. The things I did were wrong. I should not have snapped at you when all you did was ask me a question." I release a shaky breath and then I continue. "But you need to understand..... I'm not ready to talk about my nightmares. Not yet anyway. And when I told the guys why we weren't talking Avery and Jackson decided to be assholes and confront you about our fight. They weren't telling the truth. I told them exactly what happened and how it wasn't your fault. But they decided to come up to you and make you pissed. They apparently think that it was your fault when it wasn't your fault, it was mine." I look at her and wait for her to respond back to me, but she says nothing. All she does is just stare at a bucket.

"Okay." She says.

"Okay what?" I ask.

She sighs then looks at me and says "okay, I won't ask you anything about your nightmares."

She doesn't say anything else. All she does is just look at me.

I didn't think she would understand. I really didn't. But she does. I think. So I look into her hazel eyes and I don't say a word.

I don't know how long we sit there like that but eventually she says "but.... you could have handled the situation better."

"I know. I just panicked. I didn't know what else to do. I am truly sorry Emma" I apologized again.

"But why would you tell your friends about the fight we had?" She asks.

"Because they asked me if something was going on between us and I told them no but they didn't buy it. so after I told them about the argument I told them not to blame you because it was my fault. But the twins didn't believe that." I say.

"Okay. During the argument we had, why did you say that my life was perfect when you know damn well that nothing is perfect!" She says while looking at her hands.

"I don't know. I... I guess because I thought that I was the only one with problems. But that's not true." I look up at Emma and say "but I don't know anything about you. I didn't know that you had problems. All I did was put you in the group to where the only kind of problems that you could have was 'what should I wear to school' or 'oh no my nail broke' so I'm so, so sorry Emma."