"You're really pretty" Dylan says.
I look up at him. He seems surprised by his own words. I smile a little.
"What?" I say and keep looking at him a little confused, but also amused by his face expression.
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When shooting Teen Wolf is...
When will my chest stop hurting? It hurts. The tears come back. I squeeze Dylans hand.
"Come back to me, please Dylan." I cry.
He looks so tired and peaceful in the hospital bed. His mouth open and a tube coming out of it.
He is strong, he will come back to me. I think to myself.
The doctors told me that the coma-state was light and that the chances of him waking up was high, but they don't know when.
It can take hours, days or weeks even. It all comes down to himself, wanting to come back.
I lay my head on the bed, still holding his hand.
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Suddenly there's a knock on the door and someone enters.
I turn around to see who it is. It's Tyler.
"I don't want you here, Tyler." I say, wiping away the tears from my cheek.
"Holland. You know I had no choice." He says.
I can tell he's been crying. Shelley and Dylan are two of the most important people in his life.
Including me... I guess.
I didn't answer. I know he was right, I would never be able to save Shelley.
"If it was you, it would be Dylan in your place equally mad. And I would save Shelley myself, but that's just not what happened." He says, his voice breaking.
"How's Shelley?" I ask and look down. Ignoring his statement.
"Not awake." He answers short.
I wanted to check up on Shelley too, I was just so heartbroken about Dylan I couldn't bare to leave his side.
I look up at Tyler and I feel myself breaking again. We need each other right now, I can't be mad at him.
"I'm sorry." I cry.
I stand up and give him a hug. He wraps his hands around me and I could hear him sobbing quietly too.
"They're gonna wake up. It's gonna be okay." He says, stroking my head.
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Firemen. Ambulances. Policemen. People crying. People running. Rain. Wind. I can't think. My head is dizzy.
I need to find Dylan. I need to find Shelley. I'm going crazy. I'm pacing back and forth.
The fire is bigger now, spreading. How is he gonna get out of there? Holding Shelley. I want to scream.
I don't want to stand here in the cold doing nothing, I'm drenched in water. I lost all feelings in my fingers.
I spot Tyler, helping others. I can't talk to him. I'm so furious at him, for dragging me away from Dylan like that.
