Beautiful insanity (Dylan O'Brien) | ✓

34 | A proposal

Talking to Tyler was not as easy as I had thought. He kept denying that he had anything to do with it, even when I told him Mike and Alex had already told me the truth. And when he finally did come through and told me everything he had done, every single lie he had told, he said it with a straight face. He had no regret, nothing at all. I asked him why he had done it and he told me that at first he wanted to guarantee my safety, because he knew how Dylan had changed and he knew what he had done. He knew that he had bought a gun and threatened a man. He knew he was violent. But then, as we hung out more, he got jealous. Because I was being with a man that didn't threat me right, didn't love me and wouldn't be able to take care of me. While he was sitting with me, talking to me, caring for me. He didn't see the things Dylan had done for me. He only saw how hard I tried to make Dylan a better man and didn't see how Dylan was making me a better person as well. He didn't see the love we had for each other.

 I convinced all three of them to come to the police station with me and give a statement. I wanted Dylan out of that place. But the news I received there was not what I had thought. With pain in my heart I returned to the asylum. When the doors to the visiting room opened Dylan was already sitting there, waiting for me with a smile on his face. All this time I had kept him updated on what was going on. I had promised to get him out of that godawful place. He kissed me on my cheek when I arrived at his table and took my hands in his. I was awfully quiet, I knew that. I had a lump in my throat that wouldn't allow me to speak. 

"Jess? Are you alright?" He seemed concerned.

"We went to the police station today." I said, clearing my throat. A smile appeared on his face again, a hopeful smile. "Alex, Mike and Tyler gave their statement saying that they framed you..." I paused. Dylan kept staring at me. His eyes were asking me, begging me, to tell him when he would be released from this nuthouse. "... It didn't make a difference." 

"What?" He was shocked. He pulled his hands away from mine and sat back in his chair. 

"The reason you are locked up in here is because you beat several people up and because Alex and the other psychiatrist think you need to clear your head. What the guys did was nothing illegal. They just lied. You can't lock someone up because they're a liar. You still did what you did, they just helped the police along the way." The words came out as a whisper. It hurt to say this. "There is gonna be a trial in a couple of weeks, you might get out earlier." Dylan rushed a hand through his hair. 

"Fuck." He murmured. He wanted to scream it, I knew that, but screaming would mean the guards would be alarmed and that would mean he would get thrown right back into his cell - or room as they called it here. He remained silent for a long time, his head in his hands. After what seemed like forever he looked up again, took my hands in his and spoke up. "I won't let you down Jess. I'll be on my best behaviour, I'll make them see I'm perfectly sane. And once we get out, you and me, we're leaving. We're leaving L.A. We'll start somewhere new." 

"Leaving?" I breathed out. The idea excited and scared me at the same time. I wanted nothing more than to be with him but could I just leave everything behind. 

"Don't you want to be with me?" 

"Of course I do Dylan! You know that. I would kill to be with you every single day." He chuckled. 

"Don't do that. I wouldn't want to visit you in prison once I'm out." We both laughed with that and suddenly I saw that guy again. The guy Tyler had told me about. The boy he used to be. Funny, smart and sweet. Even with his hair all messy and his eyes tired I could see he was slowly changing back to who he was two years ago. "I want nothing more in this world then to spend the rest of my life with you, Jessica. You brought back the light in me. I don't feel that urge to hurt anymore if anything, all I wanna do is love. Love you. I want to start again Jess, with you. You are the only thing I need right now, the only thing I want and when I get out of here, I want you to marry me."  

[A couple more chapters to go folks, we're almost at the end. Comment me your thoughts, they mean the world to me. I've decided to start writing another Dylan O'Brien fanfic that is not AU. Still struggling with the story line. If there is anything you'd love to read, let me know]