Dylan's P.O.V...
I ran straight up the stairs, past my brother and Drake who were both in the living room watching t.v. and threw myself into my room and slammed the door behind me, making sure to lock the door.
"Dylan! Dylan please come out and talk to me...!"
Darrington banged on the door over and over with tears streaming down his face matching the ones that streamed down my own cheeks, not wanting to hear another word from his mouth I covered my head with my pillow and tried hard to ignore his desperate cries.
"Leave me alone....! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I won't believe another word you say now that I know you actually betrayed me...you were my BEST FRIEND, you were my BOYFRIEND...!!"
My tears stung my cheeks as I screamed at the wooden door, knowing that he was still standing on the other side and who finally ceased his pounding.
"Please....please stop hurting me more then I already am..."
Curling onto my side and clutching my chest, I felt my heart shatter into a billion pieces and no amount of rebuilding trust or talking would ever fix what Darrington and I once had.
Darrington's P.O.V...I held my breath, my fists stinging from the force of my door pounding, and placed my forehead to the cool wood of the door.
"Do you truly want me to leave...?"
Holding my breath, standing there as my ears strained to hear an utter or inkling of sound that resembled her voice, I finally heard the words.
"No...."
Mouth stretched into a smile of relief, the sounds of her soft footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door and I waited for her to open it and show her how grateful I was that she may forgive me.
Dylan pulled the door open, revealing how disheveled she was with her hair and clothes a mess, and tears still glistening on her raw cheeks.
"Dylan I'm so..."
My arms reached out and just barely brushes her elbows when she shrunk away, looking to the corner of the room she said as clearly as she could without her voice cracking.
"This doesn't mean I forgive you...I know we weren't really anything more than best friends when you moved away, so I have no right to feel betrayed. But this doesn't mean we can go back to how we were, I...I need time to think. So can you just..leave me alone today? Please? I can't think straight with you close to me and just as torn up as I am."
With those words said Dylan at last gazed into my eyes, her own containing a swirling pool of emotion and obvious distress.
Nodding and saying with great difficulty, I agreed to her request and stared at her for a minute longer, before leaving her room and going to my own as I couldn't think of anywhere else to go in my current state.
"I'm so stupid...so stupid..."
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Kiss Me Please
RomanceDylan is your regular 18 year old girl. One day she walks home from school and finds her older brother Jude making out with another guy! The longer she gets to know Jude's boyfriend the more closer and intimate she feels, soon she realizes that she...