Milanas PoV

I kept walking. I was sleepy as walking was painful on my stomach.

I could hear Dylan getting closer and soon I was lifted up and swung back over his shoulder.

I groaned in pain but decided not to fight Dylan. I needed him "resting" and not trying to fight me or deal with me. It wouldn't be safe for me to work him up, especially when he's like this.

Dylan carried my back to the car.

I didn't know how and who would find his body but I pray it isn't family. His family don't need to see their brother, son, boyfriend like that. No one does.

Dylan started to drive the car

"If I told you I was sorry would you forgive me" I herd him whisper.

Normal Dylan was back. I guess killing that guy eased his darkness. Eased his fear. And now he was back in control

"No" I whispered

I suddenly herd Dylan start to whimper and saw his had tears rolling down his face. He scrunched his eyes and began to lower his head

I said no because I knew it would make him stronger. He had a stronger reason to fight now.

He had to fight for my forgiveness

"Pull over" I said with an emotionless voice. I needed him to stop driving if he was in his emotional state

Dylan did as I instructed and pulled over to the side. We were in a forest road. He then lent himself onto the wheel and let his emotions out

I could tell he was slowly braking and I have to admit it was hurting my heart. Dylan was being controlled by fear. Fear turned him into a monster and he couldn't control it, it controlled him.

I knew that this was the Dylan who was lost. The one who he really is.

I lent forward, since I was sat in the back

"I'll drive us to the hill, we can wait for Melanie together" I whispered to him

He turned to look at me, his face distorted with pain.

He stared at me for some time before nodding. He then slowly started to climb out the car door and I climbed over onto the drivers seat.

Dylan got in the passenger side of the car.

I started up the car and began to drive.

Dylan turned himself to the window and began to cry even more

"I'm so sorry, I really am sorry I didn't mean to hurt you or him or-" he cut himself off by screaming.

He grabbed hold of either side of his head and just began to shake and grunt

I wanted to show him I was supporting him. I reached out a hand and placed it on his leg

Dylan was grunting and moving around in his seat, his hands grabbing hold of either side of his hand

"GET OUT, LEAVE ME ALONE, NO, STOP IT" he was screaming to himself.

He was being taunted by himself.

He then dropped his head before sharply turning to me

"I'll drive" he said in that dark voice. Yep fear was in charge.

But tears were still leaking from his eye and his eyes still looked hurt. I could still see a little part of Dylan. I could see his soul (cos windows are the eyes to the soul)

"No, you'll sleep" I said as I hardly braked the car while pushing his head onto the dash board