Chapter eight

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Hailey's POV:

Silence. I slowly step back and look at Dylan scared of what happened. He gives me a weak smile when I realise that he is okay and I wrap my arms around him as he takes me in his embrace.
After a long hug, I turn around to find Rich's body laying on the ground and a police man standing behind him holding the gun from which the sound came from.
I gasp at the sight of the corpse and Dylan wraps his arms around my waist. He places his head on my shoulder.
"It's over. He's not going to hurt you again. I promise" He whispers and I take in a trembling breath. Although I'm standing right next to a body I can't help but feel nothing because of the amount of andrenaline in my body right now but of course this night will be a really traumatic one for my life.

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After we talked to the cops about what happened, I went to the hospital for stitches.
Once the stitches were done and I was ready to go, Dylan helped me get in his car and he drove me home.

The ride home is silent. We are both shocked from what had happened earlier and choose not to talk about it.
Once we stop outside of my house, Dylan opens his car door and shuts it right after he gets out, leaving me alone in the car. Suddenly, my door opens too and Dylan is standing outside waiting for me to get out of the car. He gives me his hand and helps me out of the car. We walk up to the front door and I stop before I open it.

"Dylan, I- I don't know what happened tonight ok? I don't know what did you do and what relation you had with this man but I get why you were trying to stay away from everyone, surely something happened with that guy that you didn't want people to know about but I saw how you protected me tonight. I know you wouldn't hurt me. So I trust you and you can talk to me about it ok?" I sigh when he doesn't say anything and looks away.
"Look forget it, I just- I just wanted to say thank you for saving me is all" I mutter and reach for the handle. Once I touch the handle I feel his hand on top of mine. I slowly turn my head to face him.
"I saved you once, what tells you I wouldn't do it twice?" He whispers and looks in my eyes. His eyes are filled with lust and desire. Maybe it's from the adrenaline but no matter what just happened I just felt the same.
Nothing mattered right now. Nothing other than him.

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