Mr Sinister {Weekman}

Mr. Sinister {end}

"Don't hurt me!" I sobbed out. "You've already hurt me enough!"
"I don't want to hurt you Ryan." Dallon's voice was calm. "I just want to be with you forever."
   Without thinking twice I fled out of the elevator as Dallon ran after me. I jolted down the stairs to the first floor. The exit was blocked. Of course. I looked back at Dallon, my eyes wide in panic.
"Ry.. please..." Dallon said with a small smile on his face.
"DALLON LEAVE ME ALONE!"
He grabbed a shard of glass lying on the ground. "I would if you just loved me."
"W-what..." I slowed down my running. Dallon ran and grabbed me, putting the glass up to my neck.
"You had to love her. You had to ask questions. Now you're gonna end up just like her."
"D-DALLON STOP!" I sobbed out.
I woke up.
"Ry!" I rubbed my eyes to see Dallon leaning over me.
"W-what happened?" I said tiredly.
"You passed out. Have you like drank anything today?" Dallon asked.
I stretched. "Just that water."
   My memories of my dream came flooding back, and I looked over at Dallon, paranoid. I backed away from him. The dream had to of mean something.
"What happened..?"
"I just had a bad dream about you." I shed a tear.
"Come on, tell me what happened." Dallon smiled.
   I told him exactly what happened. He conferred me and told me I'll be fine.
"I'm sorry." I said. "I judged you too quick."
"I understand." He smiled.