Toxic

Chapter two

Chapter two

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Kierra's POV

Nearing the bar, I saw Dylan looking around, possibly for me, then he took something out of his pocket. There were two drinks on the table, he poured a clear liquid in one of the glass I'm assuming is mine. Just as he was putting it back in his pocket I grabbed his hand took the small bottle feeling my blood boil.

You have got to be freaking kidding me.

"What'd you think you're doing?" I snapped trying not to punch him in his pretty face.

"What?" He asked innocently.

"What the hell is this?!?" I waved the bottle in his face.

I was no longer tipsy.

"I- I," He stammered

"You know what? Never mind." I chuckled, I grabbed my bag and walked away.

His eyes widen "Kitten, wait!" He ran in front of me stopping me in my tracks. He looked nervous as hell, something I don't see often.

"I wasn't gonna do anything I promise." He tried to explain. I knew better than to believe him. He's always doing something.

"Really?" I raised a brow crossing my hands over my chest.

"Of course not. You know me, I would never try anything like that."

I totally believe him...

"This is saying the complete opposite." I waved the bottle in his face.
"You were gonna drug me Dylan." This is why I don't trust the son of a bitch.

He sighed and grabbed my hand pulling me outside through the back door. Once we are outside he let go of me and sat down on the bench in the corner. I was still standing by the door, my brain telling me to make a run for it.

"Sit." He ordered patting the seat beside him.

I should've listened to my brain.

"Nah, I'm good." I leaned against the wall.

"Sit." He repeated in a more demanding tone, I was frightened honestly, but I put on a brave face, like I always do.

"Fine, if you insist." I held up my hands in frustration. I sat beside him keeping enough space between us.

"I want you to hear me out before you start yelling at me like you always do." He said turning to look at me.

"Okay." I said not really caring. Yes I freaked out, I'll admit that much but I had no reason to. Even though Dylan is a little nuts he would never hurt me intentionally. At least not like this.

"I'm serious."

"Me too." I smiled. "Go ahead." I gestured with my hands.

"I wasn't gonna drug you." He paused. "Okay, yes I was going to, but I wasn't going to do anything. Its just a little booz, it wasn't going to knock you out or anything I just wanted us to have fun." He said all in one breath.

"I know." I smiled at how cute he looked when he's nervous. He changes moods faster than I do. Just a minute ago he was acting like the control freak I know he is and now he's so nervous he's almost shaking. "I'm sorry. I get it if you don't want to talk to me after this." He said looking ashamed of himself.

"Dylan, you're an idiot, we've established this along time ago when you slept with my best friend twice in My bed and when you tried to buy me into forgiving you and like the idiot I am, I forgave you. You flirted with other women in my face because you thought I was sleeping with Tyler. You thought because you weren't loyal that I wasn't either, but that's okay because I forgave you a long time ago, even when you called me a bitch, whore, slut, outcast and all those other names I don't want to remember. I found a way to forgive you because I know what you've been through and deep down you were hurting even though you didn't want to show it. But that's okay, I get it, I've been there before. I tried being there for you Dylan but nothing I did was good enough, you would just make me feel like nothing every time I reached out to you, so you can't blame me for being mad." I reached up to wipe the tears falling from his eyes.

He took my hands in his sighing deeply. "I spent everyday of my life for the past two years regretting everything I did to hurt you. I didn't realize how lucky I was to have someone like you in my life. I hated myself when I realized you were really gone and I was the one that caused it. I was the reason for all your tears and hurt. You were there for me, you loved me and I failed to appreciate that, I didn't even realize I was hurting you so much. Please, let me make it up to you. Let me show you how much I love you Kierra."

There was a pause.

"Tyler was right, you are a softy." I smiled through my tears. I was never one to stay sad for too long. He chuckled rolling his eyes.

"Speaking of Tyler. How is he? Did you ever forgive him for the thing he didn't do?" I raised a brow at him awaiting his answer.

"Well to answer your first question Tyler's good, we're still friends. And I guest the last part answers your second question." He chuckled uncomfortably.

"You'd end up forgiving him even if we did sleep together." I stated as a matter of factly.

"Yeah, whatever." He smiled.

"I swear you two are like soulmates." I laughed. Just so you're wondering, Dylan and Tyler has been best friend since they were in diapers, the two are inseparable. I honestly feel sorry for Tyler though, having to deal with this pain for all his life.

Tragic

"So, what now?" I said letting out a yawn.

"Let me take you home you look exhausted." He offered.

"No, I mean between us. We sure as hell aren't going back down the boyfriend, girlfriend road." I laughed sleepily.

"Friends?" He suggested looking hopeful.

"Friends." I smiled pulling him into a hug. I almost fell asleep in his arms when I heard a car alarm go off. I jumped up almost pissing my pants.

"C'mon, let me take you home." Dylan chuckled grabbing my bag and walked me to his car. I was honestly too tired to decline so I let him lead me to his car with my head resting on his shoulders, eyes closed.

I know Brent won't even notice I'm gone, Chris will keep him busy.

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A\N:
Short chapter, I know, but look on the bright side, you found out what Dylan did!

Pic of Tyler above ^^
#totalhottie ;) (Rafael Miller)

Annnnd, more will be revealed about Dylan and Tyler in the chapters to come.

Can't wait!!

                    Xoxo,
               IslandGirls_