Hot Mess- Teen Wolf (Dylan O'Brian)

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Dylan's POV

I stared at her for a good ten minutes. Shock was not quite the word to describe it. I couldn't even formulate a sentence. She was the one that ran into us. Let me repeat that. Hot Sara chick was the idiot that crashed into Todd's truck. 

What was I supposed to think? Looking at her, for the first time she didn't look confident. She couldn't meet my eyes, just bit her lip and looked away. She was pretty beat up too. Bruises all along her arms, and a gash across her head. 

Rolling my eyes I gave up. "It's okay."

She stared at me in disbelief. "It's okay? Really?"

"Yeah, what else am I supposed to do?" 

"Uh, I don't know, yell at me? Hate me?" 

I rolled my eyes again. Her persistent refusal to accept my forgiveness was starting to irritate me. 

"Look, Sara--" I started before she cut me off.

"Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for waking you. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorry I've been acting so retarded. I'm sorry." She spun around practically running out of the room, but not before I saw the tears in her eyes. 

God, why do girls have to be so psychotic. I racked my brain trying to figure out what in the heck that freak out was about. My head hurt just thinking about her. I gave up and sunk into the hospital bed. It felt like the most comfortable place in the world. That's how tired I was. 

Sara's POV 

I checked myself out of the hospital. I stepped outsided and felt the warm sun wash across me. I hated hospitals. They always reminded me of David. I sat outside leaning on an ash tray.  

There I started to cry. It was almost involutary. I didn't realize that I was crying until I felt the moisture on my cheeks. It had been a long time since the last time that I cried. Actually now that I think about it, It had been since David. 

"Okay, what's really wrong?" The voice startled me and I jumped hitting the back of my head.

I groaned and massaged the injured area with my hand. "What do you want, Dylan?"