Fatal

PART 60

You screamed when you saw that. The two men were punching each other, you could see blood on the floor. Dylan got on top of Paul and started to punch him harder.
You: Dylan! Stop please! - you screamed in desperation. Dylan looked at you, but unfortunately got distracted, that's when Paul took advantage of it and punched him back - No! - you ran to help him
The guards heard you screaming and finally got inside of the room. Some of them helped to calm down the other patients, and the others obviously held down Dylan and Paul.
Guard: Miss Y/l/n are you okay?!
You: I-I am - you said with your hands shaking - I guess
Guard: what happened over here? It's a total mess! Those crazy heads almost killed each other!
You: I...Paul started the fight - when you said that Dylan looked at you. He knew that he was the one who punched Paul first, you were lying for him - Paul tried to attack me, and Dylan tried to protect me...
Guard: oh God - he sighed - I'm not surprised, Paul tried that before...ok guys - he looked at the other guards - let's take him out of here, he caused too much trouble already
You dismissed your other patients after what happened. You were taking your things from the table and when you turned around to leave you saw Dylan, standing there, looking at you.
You: Dylan... - you were surprised. He had a bad cut on his forehead - oh God...you're bleeding - you got closer to him - you'll probably need some stitches here... - you looked at him and he looked back at you - come on, I'll take care of it
You two walked to the nursery, he sat on the chair and you took the needle and thread for his stitches.
You: I'm sorry if it hurts... - you sat in front of him and started to sew the cut. He closed his eyes like it was hurting - listen...I know you won't talk with me...or anyone but...thank you... - you said and he opened his eyes, looking at you - It was really nice of you, but please don't do it again...Paul it's an idiot, let the guards take care of him...
After a while you finished the stitches, it looked pretty good to be honest.
You: there you go - you smiled - brand new, it probably won't leave a scar... - you looked at him - alright, you're free to go... - you stood up and walked to the door, ready to leave
Dylan: you lied for me... - when you heard his voice you were shocked. You turned over and looked at him. He never talked with anyone for years! And now he was talking to you!
You: Dylan?...did you...you talked with me! - you walked closer to him
Dylan: no one has ever done something nice for me...they always treated me like a retarded, but you...
You: I can't believe you're actually talking! Your dad will be so happy!
Dylan: no! - he stood up - you can't tell anyone about this! I promised I would never speak again but you...you make me wanna talk with you...
You: I...I don't know what to say...
Dylan: don't say anything...I just wanna say thank you - he looked down at the floor, embarrassed - for standing by my side, I could've been in trouble for that...
You: n-no problem...
Dylan: alright...good bye Miss Y/l/n - his eyes were so intense. He walked away from you and left the room. Leaving you with a thousand of questions in your head.