I turned off my alarm clock and rolled out of bed. I walked into the bathroom and looked like a mess. I quickly undressed and got into the shower, washing off all the makeup, and the smell of smoke and alcohol. I got out and wrapped myself in a towel, grabbing my clothes and shoving them under my bed not wanting my mom or dad to find them. I quickly got out my phone and sent Echo a text. Hey, pick me a cute outfit. I'll owe you one. xox. I got into my closet and grabbed out a pair of jeans and an ugly button up shirt. I would wear it out of the house, but as soon as I got to Echo's out I was going to change. I put my hair into a ponytail and shoved my eyeliner into my backpack. Grabbing my phone I ran downstairs. "Breakfast?" My mother asked me handing me a cereal bar. I grabbed it from her and kissed her cheek, running out the door and over to Echo's house. I ran inside without knocking and went straight to her room. She had an outfit laid down on her bed, I quickly grabbed the white shorts and black tanktop and put it on. I added some eye liner and let my hair down in its natural waves. When I walked out of her bathroom Echo took one look at me and shock showed in her eyes. "Damn." She said with a smile, "Last night must have been great for you." I shoved my other clothes under her bed and put the eyeliner in my backpack, "You have no idea," I smiled. "He's no good," She said turning to her Jewlery box. "Who?" Surely she doesn't mean Dylan. She doesn't know him. "Dylan. You don't know him, and honestly I think you were stupid to go with him. He's like a murder or something." Or something. She doesn't even know if he is or not. I don't know him that much, but she doesnt know as much as I do either. I walked over to her, "Ech, you don't know him." I said shaking my head. "Neither do you," She said walking past me down the stairs. I know I dont know him, but I want to. I'm trying to. I grabbed my backpack and went downstairs, throwing the cereal bar away and grabbing a pancake, eating it quickly before leaving for school. When I got to school I saw Dylan at my locker, I smiled and walked over to him. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Good morning baby," He said handing me a coffee. I took it from him and set it inside my locker while I grabbed my notebook from my backpack. I everything else into my locker and grabbed the coffee. "Morning," I smiled. As we walked down the halls we got a lot of stares and whispers but I didn't really mind. I was walking hand in hand with an amazing guy. Echo saw me and rolled her eyes. I knew she was mad but at the end of the day she'd be asking for details. "How about we go out after school?" Dylan asked as he walked me to first period. I was going to say no, but I figured I could come up with a lie to get out of going straight home. "Sounds good, just meet me at my locker?" "Great," He smiled. He kissed the top of my head and I walked into English. I sat in my seat and quickly called my mom. "Hey, can I study with some friends at Maggie's house after school?" I asked her, expecting a no. "Maggie is a nice girl. Sure. Be home by five though." "Yes ma'am. thank you!" I was so happy, yet confused. Do my parent's finally trust me? No way. ----------------- After school I walk to my locker and see Dylan already there, I stuff everything into my backpack and walk with Dylan out of the school. "How was school?" Dylan asked as we got into the car. "It was okay, and you?" I asked setting my stuff in the backseat. "Could have been better, I wish I had classes with you!" He said with a cheeky smile. I laughed and turned on the radio. Neither of us knew the song so I turned it down and watched out the window. I didn't recognize where we were, but I knew the town name. My parent's told me that I was never allowed to go to Sissalie. It's a small town, but a pretty dangerous one in their opinion. I trusted Dylan to not let anything bad happen here. After a few minutes we pulled up to a house. The house was tiny and falling apart slowley. The gutters were falling down, the shutters for the window's were moldy and dirty, the window's looked to not have been cleaned in a long time. It was a site for sore eyes, but it was Dylan's home. We got out of the car and went inside. The inside was no better. I couldn't place the smell, but I didn't want to either. The carpet was almost black, but you could tell it was supposed to be white. The wallpaper was pealing off, and the stairs looked like they would colapse at any minute. We walked up the stairs and into his room. He took off his black teeshirt, and reached for a plain white v neck. I wanted him to keep the shirt off. He had a nice body. Dispite the fact that he didn't have an abs, it was still a nice body. "Looking at my baby?" He asked with a smile. "Wait, what?" "My belly makes me look pregnant," He laughed as he put his hands on his stomach. "But I have these lines," He said lightly pulling down his pants, showing off his V lines. I laughed and collapsed backwards onto the bed. I felt the bed shift, I looked over to see Dylan laying down. He was still shirtless. I lightly hit his chest, "So Mister, what were your plans?" He sat back up and put the shirt on. "I was going to take you to the Coffee shop here." "Let's go!" I smiled. Honestly, Dylan was amazing. He was perfect in everyway. Yes, I had just met him but I dont know. Something about him made me feel like this is where I belonged. Being with Dylan made me feel safe and secure. A feeling I truly never had with a guy, or really anyone. I felt like Dylan couldn't do anything wrong, everything was great. He was very sweet, and respecting. I had just met him and I was falling for him. A feeling I had never felt, but knew what it was like. Watching Echo do it mulitiple times.I ran my hand through my hair as I watched Dylan do handshakes with a teenager every now and then. He knew everyone, if they didn't do a handshake, he smiled at them and said 'hi'. Finally we walked up to the coffee shop. "Hey Dyl, Who's this?" The man behind the counter asked. "My girlfriend, Believe." Girlfriend? "Nice to meet you, Belive. I'm Ed, Dylan's dad."
Nice to meet you," I said as I shook his hand.
Dylan and I sat down at a table and took sips at out coffee. I watched as his eyes changed whenever someone would walk in. Every person got a new look. His eyes told a story that his mouth never could. I noticed his eyes turned to pure hatred when the bell above the door rang. I turned around and noticed a girl walked in. She was tall and had long brown hair. She had a scar on her forehead, but she was still really pretty. He stood up and grabbed my hand.
"Let's go," He said, anger in his voice.
I didn't want to make him more mad, I got up and left the shop with Dylan. I would ask questions later. We got into the car and I stopped his hand from turning it on.
"What's her story?" I asked
He let out a breath I didn't realize he was holding. "She's-She's stupid. Let's just leave it at that."
"But Dylan-"
"LEAVE IT ALONE," He yelled hitting the stearing wheel.
I took in a breath and slumped in the seat, "Take me home."
"Bee," He said, his voice softer.
"No. Just take me home."
He started the car and drove me home. The whole ride was silent. I stared out the window and thought to myself all the possibility's behind the girl. He stopped the car a few house's down from mine. I grabbed my backpack and got out. Not saying goodbye to Dylan. I didn't hear him drive away, so I knew he was watching me. I finally got inside and watched as his car drove into the distance, slowely becoming a speck.
