Chapter {17} - Knock Him to Death!

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"Dylan, " I called him out hoping he'd relax somehow.

He didn't reply.

"Dylan... I-I'm sorry,  I didn't mean to..." I didn't know what to say...

Dylan took a medicine he kept in his pocket, and took a pill while I poured for him a cup of water.

After that, he relaxed a bit, his beats slowed down, and he's back to breathe normally which I was thankful for.

"He used to like me, and he was so possessive and thinks that he owns me... Even though I didn't like him back, nor we were in a relationship." I blurted out.

"He told me he liked me, and I rejected him nicely but he took it so seriously and acted aggressive, he then kept following me, telling me that I'm only his..."

"He's a jerk." Dylan finally decided to say.

"I know." I said and crossed my legs.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

Okay, this is getting awkward.

"Goodnight. " I said wanting to sleep.

"Night."

~°~

The sun lighted the room waking me up, I groaned and covered my head under the blankets trying to darken the place. Few minutes later, the air was coming warmer and soon I couldn't breathe anymore so I uncovered my face and then got up.

Ugh I wanna sleep!

I looked at the other side of the bed, there was no Dylan. And then my eyes caught him sleeping on the couch, he looked tired, one hand was under his head, his feet were opened wide, some saliva went out from his mouth... Ew, okay sleeping Dylan is not that Cute or Hot!

I chuckled and went to the bathroom. I didn't take a shower because there was nothing to wear, so I just washed my face and brushed my teeth. When I came out, Dylan was still sleeping, so I sat on the bed and as I was about to open Wattpad on my phone, I remembered that it was dead.

Dylan, wake up! Please, I'm getting bored.

I hoped but Dylan was just snoring in front of me. Great, just great...

I sighed out of relief when I remembered that we were on Saturday, so we weren't skipping any school day. Good.

I didn't want to walk out the room, afraid that would catch up with Alex, at least not alone... Not without Dylan.

But Dylan wasn't getting up in soon, so after thirty minutes of just looking at the blank wall of the room, waiting, I decided to bring my courage together and just get out of this room.

I hope he isn't anywhere to be seen.

But now wasn't my luck, Alex was leaning on his reception bar, making me mentally groan, I looked away from him and sat on one of the tables.

I looked outside the window, it was a beautiful town, I've never been in before, it was calm and somehow has magic. People were walking on the road with smile, families, couples, friends. .. They were having fun. I thought that this isn't a bad morning.

But whenever I feel blessed, something gonna get in the way.

"Good morning blondie. " Alex greeted, calling me the nickname he used to call me 2 years ago... And ever since, I hated that nickname.

"Good morning." I tried to look like I don't remember him. "May I have a coffee please?"

"Everything for the blonde. " he winked before he left. I rolled my eyes and looked outside the windows again.

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