●{ shortie}●

chapter 15

dylans pov

Damn... if i didnt come the time i did,he could of been dead

how you feeling" i say getting a wet washcloth,about to try the wounds 

"bad but ill be fine" he said with a little smile

i didnt answer i just smiled and nodded.

while i was hovering his arm with the warm washcloth he flinched a little bit

"sorry" i say while getting some band-aids

i gently but the bands-aids on his arm where the cuts were 

i cant leave now what would i do if he did this again and he kills himself

"he payton im going to stay the night"

"ok" he said. it sound really depressing