Broken Into Pieces (EDITING)

Chapter Twelve- {Dylan's P.O.V} - Couldn't get enough of me (Give me a sign)

Chapter Twelve- {Dylan's P.O.V} - Couldn't get enough of me (Give me a sign)

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Dylan's P.O.V

I waited outside Snow's house like every morning. It was 6:50am Snow, should be up already. I looked at my phone and texted Snow what I always texted her in the mornings.

To Baby girl:

Good Morning, beautiful.

I kept on thinking about what happened to Snow yesterday. I shouldn't have scared her like I did because of me she scrapped her arm while she was falling off a tree might I add. I didn't notice until I was forcing her to eat lunch. I didn't know what it was with her and not eating lunch but it was really unhealthy.

I ran my hands down my face and stepped out of my car. I leaned against my car and waited for Snow. It was chilly out today, perfect time for it to start snowing. I looked up at the window in Snow's room, she was passing by throwing clothes like she was looking for something. She then turned around and bent down to pick up something from the floor. When she stood up straight she had her phone in hand. She smiled while looking at her phone and so did I. I love seeing her smile. She started typing on her phone and a second later I felt my phone vibrate in my hand.

Baby girl:

Morning, Dylan.

To Baby girl:

Hurry up or we're going to be late.

I looked up from my phone to see Snow rushing to put her shoes on. She sprinted to her bedroom door and closed it behind her. A few seconds later she was walking out the front door. I walked up to her and she was already pulling her sleeves up to show me her arms. It had become a habit of mine to see if she had cut herself. I didn't want her to hurt herself like that. I had already lost too many people I love from that horrible disorder.

I smiled at Snow when I saw she didn't have any new scars. I pulled her sleeves back down and kissed her forehead. If any one else would have seen me do that they would have called me wimped and I would absolutely agree with them.

Ever since I first saw this beautiful girl in front of me, I had been draw towards her, the need to protect her was overwhelming. But it seemed like everything I did to try and keep her safe was in vain. Somehow she'd always be broken, but I was determined to fix her if it was the last thing I did.

"Come on lets go." I motioned my head to my car and Snow's face was pure relief. I chuckled this morning I was debating on whether or not to bring my bike today in the end I chose the former, as you can see.

"Don't act so relieved. I might just bring my bike tomorrow." Snow glared at me but didn't say a word which confused me, she would have normally cursed me out by now, or at least try to. Instead she opened the passenger door and stepped inside. I followed her lead and did the same. I slammed my door shut and turned to look and, Snow. Something's off, I concluded.

"You're awfully quiet today." Snow, shrugged in response but cringed when she moved her shoulder. I narrowed my eyes at her. What was that?

"What's wrong with your shoulder?" I asked, suspiciously.

"Noth- Nothing." Her voice cracked mid-word. I watched her closely. Something is definitely wrong.

"Snowphie." I said her full name with seriousness. She visibly gulped. She nervously opened her mouth.

"Teresa, pushed me into my locker yesterday." She finally spit out. Anger took over my body. That bitch.

"I'll take care of it." I turned on the car and sped out of Snow's driveway.