No, no, no not another update but please don't t hate me for doing this..
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Dylan's POV
I was slumped in my chair with my hands across my chest. My eyes scanned the other mentally, socially, and emotionally damaged people that were sitting in the circle around me looking just as bad as I felt.
"Dylan, is there anything you want to add?" The petite young woman sitting in the center of the circle asked smiling at me.
I slowly dragged my eyes from the ground to look at her.
"You know, I'd love to but I haven't really been listening." I said sighing loudly. She nodded and smiled again; nothing got this woman mad.
"Well, we were talking about-"
"I think you misunderstood. I don't care. I have nothing to add. I never have anything to add."
"Well Dylan, you can't keep running from your demons." She said crossing and uncrossing her legs.
"Well that's kinda hard to do because my demons are me." I said slowly giving her one of my famous lopsided smiles.
"There are ways to fix that." She said calmly leaning forward and lacing her fingers. I sighed and adjusted the beanie on my head.
"Don't you think I'm trying?” I lied. “Look, I said I have nothing to add can we just move on?" I said sliding further down in my seat.
"Fair enough. But you've been here for two years. You have to say something one of these days."
I nodded and told her I would work on it. Truth was, I didn't want to work on it. Working on it meant I had to leave the center and I had nobody waiting for me on the outside.
No one was gonna be there waiting to tell me how proud they were of all the progress I've made.
It's not that I cared; I had two years to get over it. My stepmother dropped me here two days after my seventeenth birthday and I haven't seen her since.
Did I mention that my seventeenth birthday was also the day I tried to kill myself?
Yeah, I tried to kill myself. More than once and I guess my stepmother was tired of all the drama of raising a teenager with depression.
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Okay, so this is just a preview into my other Dylan story.. I started this ages ago but it really needs developing. I feel if I post this now, I'll be obligated to continue writing so I can offically post it here!!
You guys are the best.
I love your sexy faces..
Oh, and Dylan is bae.
Haha forgive me. I was up all night with my best frend and he had me laughing all night.. I didn't slep a wink.
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