Bullied.

Chapter 16

I shouldn’t be comfortable with this. I couldn’t be, could I? Dylan and I are walking back to my house, about half way there. We haven’t said anything we just walked, with him holding my hand, and me wearing his jacket.

I know what you might be thinking, Araceli, you have a boyfriend, and Dylan is dating your best friend! But we are just friends, right? I keep trying to convince myself that. Guess what? It’s not working. I am extremely relaxed and have no problem with holding his hand. I actually… like it. I made it seem like I was doing Dylan a favor by letting him hold my hand, but in reality, I was doing myself a favor, testing myself. I have no experience with multiple people liking me, I have never had to deal with it, so this is my way of testing myself. I know Kai is the one. Absolutely. Right?

I have been trying to convince myself that, too. I know Kai is perfect, but there is just something adventurous about Dylan. I want to try and figure it out. I know I can't, though. My best friend supposedly loves him. I can’t do anything. I love Kai, and I am not going to risk our relationship just to try and figure him out. In the silence we stand in, My body is working hard to fight this urge I have in my stomach. I am fighting every bone in my body and it’s actually working. I feel the butterflies in my stomach go down to a simmer, and my body heightens up to the world around me. I notice how nervous Dylan is, and I see that the woods is getting thinner and thinner by the second.

“We are almost there.” I say out loud.

“Well thanks captain obvious.” Dylan laughs.

“Hey! I was just noting, I didn’t mean to say it outloud.”

“Whatever. You are sad because your time with me is almost up.” He plays.

“I am not! I wouldn’t spend another second with you.” I push him.

“Says the girl holding my hand.” He raises both of our hands.

“I’m holding it out of pity.” I fire back. “You can’t live without me.”

“You got that right.” He mutters under his breath.

“What was that?” I ask.

“Oh, nothing. So what’s the game plan for when we get back to your house?”

“I have no idea. I am a terrible liar.” I stop walking. “Dylan, how am I going to do this? I can’t lie. I physically can’t. I don’t want to lose Kayla. Oh, what about Kai? Dylan we messed up. “ I say starting to cry.

“Hey, it’s okay.” He hugs me and I feel warmth surround me. “Sh, it’s going to be fine.”

“But you don’t know that. They could find out any moment.” I siff, trying to stop myself from crying.

“I will make sure everything will be okay. I know what I have to do to make this all right. I don’t want you to be unhappy, and I know that you want to be with Kai, and not me. So I’m going to make everything right.” Dylan says, and then straightens up. “ I’m going back to my house, okay? I can’t be around you without me wanting to jump on top of you.” I look up at him, surprised that he just said that. “What? It’s true!” He laughs at my expression. “But seriously, I have to leave. Just tell Kayla that I left and I’m okay. Tell  her I went home or something.”

“Okay. Where are you going?” I ask him.

“Well, my house first, but then somewhere else.”

“Where?”

“That’s not important.” He says sternly.

“What are you going to do, Dylan?”

“I’ll see you later.” he comes in to kiss me, but stops himself. “Sorry, just acting on intentions.”