Beautiful insanity (Dylan O'Brien) | ✓

30 | A confusing start

"How are you?" The tension between us was painful. He sat so close to me and still it felt like he was miles away. His hands laid on the table. So touchable and yet so unattainable. It hurt me to see him like that, so distant. I didn't know if he was happy to see me or that he even wanted me here. He didn't speak for ages, he didn't look at me. Was he ashamed of what he had done? Was he ashamed of me? I tried to reach for him, tried to get him to speak but he just pulled his hands away. "Dylan talk to me." I whispered. 

"It's been a month." He breathed out and suddenly I felt like I was the bad guy. He sat back in his chair and he looked at me like I had betrayed him. "29 days I've waited for you. 29 days I've sat in my room waiting for them to come and get me, to tell me I had a visitor. You never came." 

"But I am here now." He didn't answer me. Instead he stared at me with this blank expression in his eyes. Judging me. He was in pain I could see that but I was too. "You don't want me here." I breathed out after the realisation hit me. He wasn't happy seeing me, if anything he was annoyed. I got up from my seat, ready to leave. 

"Don't." He said, jumping up as well. "Don't leave me again." I bit down my lip. Tears were in my eyes but also in his. I saw how his hands were trembling as he tried his best not to cry. I sat back down. I reached out to his hands again and this time he let me hold them. His skin was as warm and rough as I remembered and touching him made me break down. I couldn't stop it anymore. I cried like a little child. His hands flew to my face and he wiped away the tears. "Don't cry love. I can't stand it." 

"I'm so sorry." I whispered.

"I just want to understand... Why didn't you come earlier?" I shrugged.

"I was just angry I guess and Tyler--" He cut me off. 

"Tyler? Please tell me you're not still seeing that bastard?" His voice was deep and husky. He sounded mad. 

"Well yeah." I replied, not sure why he seemed so pissed off. "He's my friend." 

"Friend?!" He now shouted and when he raised his voice the guards started moving. He quickly simmered down. "He's nothing but a filthy pig." I pulled my hands away from his. 

"Dylan you can't be serious?" I growled. "What has he ever done to make you hate him that much? He was your friend and you just lashed out at him and beat the shit out of him for no reason." Dylan huffed with my words. 

"Is that what he has told you? That I just went completely nuts? That I just beat him up because I thought it was fun?" He tried not to scream but I could see how angry he was. "Jess I went there to talk to him. Man to man. I didn't want the things to happen the way they did. I needed to clear things out but when I got there it was like he was already waiting for me. He didn't give me a second to talk but instead started telling me the nastiest things. He told me how when I was out of the picture he would take you. He described to me in detail how he would fuck you. He talked about you like you were some kind of doll he could own and yes, it sent me over me over the edge. I told him to stop but he just kept going on and on about it. I never meant to hurt him. He brought it upon himself." I stared at him for a second, not sure if what he was saying was the truth. 

"That can't be true." 

"Do you really think that after what happened between us, after the weeks and weeks of trying to be a better man, I would just give it all up because of some stupid guy thing? Jess I love you. I needed to talk with Tyler so I could sort things out. So I could leave my past behind." 

"What things?" My voice was trembling. 

"I needed to know why he told you about her, about Holland." My mind was starting to work overtime. What did he mean? He already 'talked' about Holland, he let his fists sort that out weeks ago. 

"Again? You wanted to confront him again?" I tried to speak but the words came out in pieces. Something was not right.

"Jess what do you mean?"

"A couple of months ago, when I first met Tyler. You went after him. You were so angry that he had told me about her so you beat him up. He laid in the hospital for three days."

"What? No! Jess I didn't even know that your friend Tyler was Tyler Posey until Alex told me about him. I hadn't seen him in years until the day I got arrested." How was all of this possible? How was all of this happening? I had never told Dylan that Tyler was in fact Tyler Posey but I just figured he knew. Was he speaking the truth? Did he really just meet up with Tyler that dreadful day? If he was that would mean that Tyler had been lying from the very first day we met and it would also mean that someone else had beaten him up. 

"Dylan. I need you to tell me the whole Holland story." He nodded his head. 

"How much do you know?" 

"I know that she was your girlfriend and that she died in a car accident. The man who was responsible didn't plead guilty. I know that your father thinks that you beat that man up." I told in all honestly. 

"Well.. It's a bit more complicated than that." 

[Fair warning: the story is about to come to an end. Secrets are going to be unraveled in the next chapters and the truth will finally be told]