《Graphic (Dylan O'Brien)》Chapter 18
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Milanas pov
Dylan had tied one of my hands back up and left the other one free which I kept on my stomach. Dylan had gone out the room and a few hours had passed since his disappearance. I knew he was still in the cabin as I could hear him moving stuff around.
The girl on the floor. I had kept my eyes on her. I had noticed that she was starting to twitch her fingers and her leg was started to shake slightly. I wasn't going to be long until she would be back in control soon.
The hours that were passing weren't agonising. In fact I enjoyed them. It gave me some alone time away from Dylan which I was enjoying but also allowed me to think.
To think about Dylan
What he said about how we were all scared made me wonder. "Aren't we all". That made it sound like he was including himself. But why? He's a monster. Why is he scared and what Is he scared off. He's the shadows. He's the monster hiding under the men. He's the murder on the prowl. So what's left for him to be scared off
Himself?
Someone else?
Me and the other girls he's attacked?
I just don't know.
I turned my eyes back on the girl.
I had brown eyes. She had blue. No connection there. She had brown hair. I had brown hair. But her hair was lighter and mine was darker so again not much of an connection. Her body shape and height was a lot different to mine too. I was small in both where as she was a lot taller than me and larger. Again no connection. But then again she was a normal victim of his. He was using her as a way to scare me.
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So what were his other victims like. Did they all look similar or not.
I wanted- no I needed to find out. I needed to work this out. Working him out and his mess would help me escape it maybe. Or tidy it up a little.
The girl on the floor started to move her legs around a tiny bit and I saw her arms stretch abit.
"Keep it up" I whispered to her trying to encourage her.
I watched as the started to lift her head up slightly. Already i could see the pool of blood was trickled from her nose. I cringed someone and started to move my legs over to the side of the bed but soon had then restricted as I remembered my arm was attached to the wall.
I groaned up frustration and fear. I could fee tears forming in my eyes. I was once again scared. This time it was all for her.
Just as I regained my position Dylan walked in. He was sweaty and out of breath
"It's showtime" he said in that jazzy voice.
I tensed and locked my eyes on the girl. I watched as Dylan began to lift her up
"My my. Shows not even started and already your performing" he laughed as he lifted her up. He then proceeded to carry her out.
I couldn't help but allow my tears to fall. I began to chatter my teeth slightly because I was generally shitting myself
I hard movement and some panic muffles from the girl.
Dylan then returned back to the bedroom and walked over to me.
"How's your stomach" he asked looking down. I shook my head back slightly as I breathed heavier "it will calm down, it's just a little angry from the disturbance" Dylan said softly as he lowered one if his fingers ontop.
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What da fuck. Why did he say it like that? Why was he acting slightly weird?
Dylan stood himself back up and started to untie my arm.
Dylan's PoV
It's going to be like playing barbies with her. She loved escaping to that fictional land we made out. It helped us leave the hell we were in. We would always make scenarios that seemed worse then the one we were in and acted them out so ours seemed less horrific. Yes I played barbies with her but that's because I loved her. I'd do anything for for her.
So I doing this for Milana
Yes I want to show her a lesson for trying to escape but that's not the main reason. The main reason is to play a game of Barbie. I show her an scenario worse then the ones she's in so she understands that she's not all in the way in hell yet.
Make it all feel better.
Like it did for me and my sister.
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