Her Touch [Completed]

Twenty Seven

It's been a few days since that night Dylan told me that she wanted to be with me. I constantly thought about it for the last three days, playing it over in my head hundreds of times only to be sent into a blackhole of thoughts.

I've been avoiding Dylan right now.

I'm scared to see her or talk to her, in fear that my demons would be the ones talking to her; saying things that I'll regret later on.

I told Kyndra about it.

She told me that maybe talking to her about everything would be the smartest thing. I tried understanding what she was saying, but when she told me that I may need to tell Dylan why I'm the way I am..

I completely shut down.

Talking about my past only makes it a lot worse.

I knew what the consequences brought when I bring up my past. I know the mental state that I get into when I speak about what happened that night my father completely abandoned me.

Last time I talked to my therapist about my past, I isolated myself for two weeks.

No contact.

No talking.

Nothing.

I don't want to be put into that again.

But when my best friend told me that I needed to at least try to tell Dylan, I refused without hesitant.

Dylan has been texting me and calling me, but I ignored everything.

Thankful that Caleb was off the last three days so Dylan wouldn't be coming to stay with me.

But now that it was Thursday, Caleb had to go back to work and mom was pulling an all-nighter.

I got a text a few minutes ago from mom, telling me that she called Dylan and she was coming over to stay with me for the night.

Caleb was staying with Katie.

My mind was in a completely different universe right now. I didn't know what to even say to Dylan once she came over and started asking me questions about why I've been ignoring her for the last few days.

As I was sitting on the couch with my snacks and drink playing Call of Duty, I heard a slight knock on the front door.

Sighing, I placed the controller down before walking out of the living room and to the front door. I hesitantly opened the door and saw Dylan standing there.

Moving out of the way, I watched as she stood there for a moment before slowly walking in. I shut the door behind her then saw her turn towards me and stare at me.

She crossed her arms. "Addy, why have you been avoiding me?"

"What are you talking about?" I walked around her before feeling her grab my arm and pull me back.

I look down at her hand on my arm before looking up and locking eyes with her. "Addy." She searched my eyes for a moment. "Seriously."

"I.." I look at her before looking away. "I don't know."

"Yes you do." She followed me into the living room. "I've been texting you for the last three days. You haven't talked to me since that night."

Sitting on the couch, I saw her sit next to me. I looked down at the floor for a moment before slightly turning towards her and looking at her. "Dylan.. I wish I could say that I'm not constantly fighting off demons and thoughts inside my head. I wish I didn't have to be so damn depressed or have thoughts about my past constantly ruining every situation." I watch as she was watching me.