Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 42

*Dylan's P.O.V*

I normally would pull away when I girl hugged me, but I couldn't, because I need someone to hug me.

It was strange though, her hugs felt a lot differnt from the way Nichole's does.

... Did..

"You knew her?" I asked.

"I helped her find her find the boy and I watched it happen. I'm really sorry, I shouldn't be crying. I feel really bad.." She covered her mouth with her hand.

"No, you're fine." I told her. "You have permission to cry." I assured her. "So, you know who did this to them?" I asked.

"Well, I know the face of the man who shot your sister, but the boy shot himself.." She stated. "The girl took the bullet for him, then he screamed, 'No!' and then shot himself.." She backed away from me slowly.

"Why are you backing away?" I asked her.

"I don't know. When I was little, I would tell people stuff and they wouldn't believe me, so they'd hit me." She sobbed more. Ok, now I feel worse than I did..

"I'm not going to hit you." I told her, scooting closer to her. "Can you help me with something?" I asked.

"Sure," She nodded.

"Do you think you could help me find the people who did this?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "I deffinately will." She stood up. I stood up, and she stuck her hand out. "Anna by the way."

"Dylan." I introduced myself, taking her hand, before we walked out of the small space we were cramped in.

What's wrong with me? I would never try and find the people who did this, I wouldn't be talking to a stranger right now or running off with her.

She looks my age, but still.

I'm just so numb, I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how I'm feeling and I have no idea what to say.

But I do know, that no matter what, those people will pay for what they did.