Bonnie and Clyde (ON HOLD! Writer's Block.)

7. Nico Pt2

I wake up to the bright light of the sun. I blink a couple of times before getting up and going to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I put my hair up in a ponytail again and go into the cafeteria. For breakfast there is pancakes and they actually look good so I take some but grab a banana and an apple just in case. I walk to the table where Jace and everyone else usually sits at but they're not there. I ignore and sit down before I begin to eat. I finish the pancakes with the banana and decide to save the apple for later. Once I get up I hear the door open and see Dylan walk in. It looks like he didn't sleep all night. Why do you care? He doesn't care about you. I walk past him, acting like he's not there and go back to my room.

I realized that it's been a couple of days since I haven't listened to music, played my guitar, or write a short story. I wonder if I ask for paper and pen they would give me some. Probably not, they'll think that I'm going to stab myself with the pen. It's so boring here, especially now that I'm not talking to Dylan. I realized that I left my door open. I get up to close it and see Dylan changing his shirt. God dammit! He does this on purpose. I close the door and lay in bed until it's time to go outside.

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I sit where the white roses are, thinking about Dylan. I can't help myself, I still like him but he doesn't care about me. I pick out another rose and watch it as I spin it around my fingers. "Hey." I turn to my left and see Dylan standing there. He sits next to me and takes the flower out of my hand. "Is this your favorite?" he asks and I nod. He tucks the rose in my hair where the hair tie is and I give him a small smile before looking away. I begin to feel his body heat as we sit here. "Listen, I want to apologies for yelling at you in the cafeteria, it's just a topic that I really don't want to talk about." he explains. "Okay." I reply. "And I'm sorry for saying that I don't care about you, it was a lie." he adds and I feel my hurt beating again. I feel a smile creeping on my face but I fight it back. "I forgive you." I say as I look into his eyes. He does that sexy half smile that only hot guys can pull off and It makes me melt. I can't fight it anymore and my smile wins the fight. "You're impossible." I state. "How?" he smirks at me. I shrug my shoulders as I look up at the sky.  Gray clouds are rolling in as the wind picks up speed. "Can you meet me at my room after dinner?" he asks. "Sure." I reply. He smiles before standing up and walking away.

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Everyone walks into the cafeteria, me being one of the last ones. I look to my left and see Nico right next to me. "Hey beautiful." he says and I smile. I look over to where Dylan is and he's giving Nico a dirty look. I roll my eyes and look at what seems like chili. I've never had chili before so I decide on trying it. This time they have mandarin oranges, I love mandarin oranges. I take two and go sit with Jace. "Hey!" Riley says. "Hi." I smile. "Wow, a first real smile." Mike says. "Whatever Mike." I giggle. "So is he good in bed?" Jace asks. "What? Who?" I ask. "That psycho." he replies. "I haven't slept with him." I say. "Yet." Mike adds to my sentence. "What? No, I'd never sleep with someone in here." I say. "Then why are you so happy?" Riley asks. "I don't know.... It's going to rain, I sleep better when I hear raindrops hitting the roof." I say. They all stare at me for a bit then go back to their food. I sigh in relief and go back to my food.

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After dinner I take my hair out of the ponytail since it was giving me a headache and put the hair tie around my waist. I walk to Dylan's room and see the door is closed. I knock on it and hear Dylan say come in. I walk inside and close the door behind me. "What's up?" I say as I sit on his bed, not too close to him. "I really don't want to talk about this but you deserve to know the truth since you know so much about me." he says. "What are you talking about?" I ask. He takes out a picture and gives it to me. It's him and three girls. "That's my sister." he points at a girl who'' very pretty and looks like him. "That's my ex and cousin." he continues. "That's the last night I ever saw them." I can hear the sadness in his voice. "I took the blame." his voice breaks. I move closer to him and softly rub his back. "You don't have to tell me if you're not ready." I say. "No, I want to." he says. "I saw him, he was peeling their skins, slowly, torturing them. He made me watch it, every moment of it." he says. "Why didn't you tell the cops who it really was?" I ask. "How could I tell them that my father skinned them?" he says and I gasp. A tear escapes from his eye as he looks at the floor.

"Dylan, I... I don't know what to say." "You don't have to say anything." he says and I don't. I just hug him. In one swift movement sitting side ways on his lap. My arms still wrapped around his neck he lays his head in the crook of my neck and silently cries. I hold him as tightly as I can without choking him, one hand stroking his hair. "I just want to go home." he whispers. "I know." I respond.

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After Dylan told me what happened I took a shower then went to my room. I couldn't sleep though, the thought of him seeing what happened to the people love, it's just insane. I hear a soft knock on my door then someone unlocking it. Nico walks in, closing the door behind him. I quickly get up and hug him. "Hey beautiful, are you okay?" he says. "I don't want to talk." I say before kissing him. He immediately kisses back. His hands going under my shirt and up to my bra. I unstrap his vest as his tongue invades my mouth like the last time. His vest falls to the ground as I go for his shirt. He takes off mine before I could take off his. We both continue stripping each others clothes off. Now we're only in our under wears. He lays me down on my bed as we continue to kiss. I grab his hair roughly and tug it. He moans into my mouth and I begin to grind against his erection. "You're killing me." he growls. He pulls off mine and his under wear. He takes his erection in his hand and slips it inside me slowly. I bite my lip as I try not to moan out loud. He slowly thrusts in and out of me. I close my eyes as he increases his speed. I imagine Dylan on top of me, fucking me hard and fast. I imagine him moaning and cursing at the same time. I imagine me yelling his name as I reach my climax. What the hell? This is wrong, so wrong! I shouldn't be imagining Dylan when I'm having sex with someone else. Oh but it's helping more. I arch my back when I reach my climax but he doesn't stop. Before he reaches his climax he pulls out a condom and slips it on, then he goes back inside of me. Then we go for another round, then another, and another...