Oblivious Love 2

❁Chapter 23: The R Scar❁

Chapter 23: The R Scar

YN's P.O.V

We settled Dylan on the couch and covered him with a blanket, I was still concerned if he was in more pain than Justin was saying he was in, but I decided to just listen to Justin, since he seemed to know more about what to do in circumstances like this. I got a bowl filled with lukewarm water and a towel so I could wipe off his blood stains all over him, Justin was staring at him curiously before I walked in with all the things.

"It's like the person ran him over before punching him hard," Justin explained as he looked at his wounds and marks.

"But who would do that? It's not like anyone hates him or is out to get him," I said sitting beside him before holding Dylan's arm so I could wipe the blood, Justin shrugged unsure. Dozing in and out of his sleep, Dylan began to open his swollen eyes, "Dylan?" I shook him to gain my attention.

"Dylan it's fine, YN is just helping you out, you're safe now," Justin reassured making Dylan lean more back onto the couch, before letting out a tired sigh as if it took him all his strength to do so.

"M-my leg," Dylan choked out,

"Your leg? What's wrong with your leg?" I asked,

"M-my leg," he repeated, but it seemed like he wanted me to look at his leg, I took off the blanket and pulled up his trouser leg, I gasped noticing the imprinted scar on his leg.

"Justin!" I said, he looked as well, his eyes opened wide. Imprinted on Dylan's leg was the letter R but it's like someone slashed Dylan's leg with a pocket knife to imprint that small letter. "What does R mean??" I pondered, "Dylan! What does..oh", I didn't finished my sentence as I noticed Dylan had fallen back to sleep. "I'll just have to ask him tomorrow, he needs his sleep," I told Justin and he agreed.

The rest of the night I continued doing my usual routine like having a shower, preparing for bed and making sure Skylar was safely fast asleep, although I still felt disturbed knowing I had Dylan downstairs sleeping in pain from what we assume is caused by an attack, but what made the situation even more eerie was thinking about that slashed R imprinted scar on his leg, why was Dylan eager to show me the scar? If he did get attacked, who would be so evil to do that to him? What has Dylan got himself into?!
Rolling myself in the bed, I just couldn't get my mind clear from my thousands of confusing thoughts, gently I felt Justin's arm wrap round my waist, stopping my body from fidgeting uncomfortably.

"Go back to sleep Angel," Justin groaned as he pulled me into his hold,

"I can't Jay, I have too many thoughts..." I sighed.

"Your beautiful mind shouldn't be so distressed babe," Justin said with concern,

"Cute," I grinned as he smirked at my compliment, "but I'm going to fetch some water" I kissed Justin, but he seemed to not want me to go since he held my arm protectively but realised he had to let me go.

While I was walking down the steps, I heard shifting and movement in the kitchen making me pause as I felt my heart drop. I carefully walked closer to the kitchen before entering the room, I noticed sometime rummaging through the fridge, "Dylan?".
The person who I realised now was really Dylan jumped in fear, slamming the fridge door before holding his chest in shock, "oh it's you..." He said in relief, I could tell he was still shaken up after what happened tonight.

"Yeah it's just me," I rolled my eyes before laughing,

"Nooo! I didn't mean it like that," Dylan scratched the back of his neck flustered.

"It's okay Dylan, you're speaking properly now," I said.

"Yeah, well after I went to the bathroom to cough up some blood, I realised my throat was blocked,"