A little bit more red

f o u r t y (rewriting)

"Speaking of the devil."

Kylie River

I felt his chin resting on my head as I pushed myself even closer to him.

Everything came over me and I just couldn't stop crying. When will this nightmare have an end? Once and for all.

Suddenly I pulled myself out of the hug and my eyes widened as this one thought flashed before my eyes.

"Ashley! She doesn't know. I need to tell her I-" I said trying to control my breath as the tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Kylie calm down. She's not with him. Tyler texted her and she told him that Dylan went home right after the dinner. She doesn't know anything about him though." Dray explained and grabbed a glass of water to hand it over to me.

I took a sip out of it and tried to think everything through. I looked over to Tyler who gave me heartwarming smile while nodding and I placed the glass back on the table.

I took a deep breath and looked up to Dray who looked extremely pale while he run his hand through his messy hair.

"Kylie you should know that I tried to get rid of him. Fuck, if they had done it the right way, we wouldn't be talking about this shit rig-" he said narrowing his eyes but I cleared my throat and interrupted him.

"Get rid of him? What do you mean?" I asked and looked into Tyler's face.

Dray did not answer and I saw his mouth twitching while he started to find the right words but I suddenly remembered.

Her eyes were all red and her face all pale.

"We were on our way to see you, I wanted you to get to know him, Dylan is a great guy." She said softly and took a sip of water out of the glass I had put on the table for her earlier.

Something really bad must have happened, cause Ashley was traumatized by it.

"In any case, there was an older man there. He had pounced on Dylan without saying anything and all I saw was a cold knife being rammed into his stomach. The man ran away immediately and I tried to somehow stop the bleeding with my hands, but - but," She started crying again and I gave her a sympathetic look while giving her a warm hug.

"You-you tried to kill him??" I asked furious, my eyes wide open as I covered my mouth with my hands.

"Kylie, he did this to you. I had to do something." Dray tried to explain and I saw his chest rising up and down even faster.

I slowly let my hands fall and I swallowed deeply, closing my eyes for a moment.

I have to gather my thoughts together.

I know that Dray was only trying to protect me. But telling someone to kill him is so- I don't even have any words to describe it.

I knew that Dray was capable of doing bad things but I would've never thought he would let somebody kill Dylan.

But Dylan lived. And Dray didn't know that. Until now.

I'm not mad at him, but he just could've called the police.

I can't go out while Dylan is still out there. What if he does the same thing to another woman?