The boy next door (Dylan O'Brien)

Chapter 34

Ella's PoV

I was on YouTube watching some videos trying to just clear my mind, though I was watching videos about stalkers and such. I was trying to get advice, these girls story's could maybe help me. Rosie's words were still burning in my mind

He screams

What did that mean. Did it mean Dylan was screaming, why would Dylan be screaming?

ERGH I was just so annoyed and confused and just wanted this fucking hell to just be over

Soon my door opened and in walked Dylan. I couldn't help but fill with anger and rage

"You cut their fucking head off" I screamed though gritted teeth so no one would hear. Dylan just chuckled

"I wanted to make the investigation more fun" he laughed. I shook my head, trying to hold back screams

"You sick bastard" I spat back "you killed your parents and now your cutting heads off" I let out without thinking then relied the information I had let out.

"How did you know about my parents" he said darkly as he stepped closer. I moved back as he crooked his head in rage and his nose flared and I thought he was gong to kill me but then he just started to laugh "at least you found out" he said and ran his hand though his hair and I felt my eyes burn "what are you going to go running crying to your mother, because you know that's not going to fucking happen" he said and that made a tear fall

"Why are you so evil" I whispered

"Because the world abused me" he muttered then shot me a harsh glare
" Get on the bed" he then demanded

"What do you mean" I whispered

"Get on the fucking bed" he snarled but I stayed stationary

"No, tell me what you mean" I said harsher "tell me and I will get on the bed" I reasoned and he looked down and shook it head

"My parents weren't perfect, neither were the children at school okay" he whispered as he shook his head. Wait so he was bullied

"They bullied you" I whispered

"More like tortured" he muttered then shook his head and scrunched his face up and wafted his hand in the air "just get on the fucked bed now" he demanded. I did as he said, maybe after or during he would let out more information

The world hurt him, so he hurt others to make up for his pain. Wait so his parents also abused him, but they seemed so nice. Then again most monsters are hidden behind a smile

"This is what my father did to me when I was young" he whispered into my ear as he climbed in next to me.

(Bit disturbing so I won't include it since it would also be triggering)

Dylan slowly climbed off me and whispered "remember it's our little secret"

I saw he had slight tears in his eyes and I was too shocked and disturbed to even produce tears. I laid in pain And distraught to think a father would do such things to his own son

I had broken Dylan down, to a level of him revealing a secret to me, but now I knew why he was so broken. And honestly, as sick as it sounded, I could use this to brake him even more.

Authors PoV

I'm back, sorry for being slow on la updates hopefully I'll get back on track