Let me hide

Chpater 20

I wake up to a knock on my door. Knowing I locked my door last night, I get up and answer it. When I notice it's Dylan, I step out into the hallway.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning" I note.

"Yeah, sorry, I'm headed out, I'm going to pick up a grocery order later. I was just wondering if you needed anything" he says.

His face reads worried. He doesn't do very well hiding his emotions. Maybe he looks constipated, I can't tell.

"Mini donuts" I say. If I eat little bits of sugar before and after I take my pills, then maybe I won't have such a negative reaction. And technically I won't be taking them on an empty stomach. No more passing out in the bathroom for me.

"Okay, anything else you need me to pick up while I'm out" he asks. Something is off about this Dylan.

"No, I think I'm good" I say before adding "I'm going back to bed". I walk back in my room and close the door, locking it behind me.

When I walk back to my bed, I see the knocked over pill bottle. Well shit. I pick up all the pills that I see and put them in the bottle, before hiding the bottle in my night stand.

I crawl back in bed and attempt and fail to fall back asleep.

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I go downstairs but stop mid step when I hear Dylan on the phone. I can't decipher who he's talking too. It's not until I hear, "I'll have Junior pick you up at the airport," that I know he's talking to my parents.

Why the fuck did they think it was okay to come. They didn't even come see me in the hospital. I turn back around and go to my room again. I'm sincerely pissed off and actually feel a hint of betrayal.

I open Snapchat, I often did it to take a look at normal people's lives. Preston had a story, I had an urge to watch it and not at the same time. I didn't want him to see that it was me.

I peaked outside of my door and tiptoed towards the hallway. I could see the kitchen was empty, and knowing Dylan he probably left his phone in there. I sneak down the stairs and craw into the kitchen once I notice Dylan is in the living room.

To my luck, his phone is on the counter top. I grab it still on my knees and open Snapchat. I doubt he knows that I know his password. He follows Preston and I know for a fact, Preston wouldn't even likely notice.

It looked like he was at a party. I hadn't heard of any parties going on and I sure didn't know he would go to one out of our district. I close the phone and put it back on the counter.

The doorbell rings and Dylan jumps up to answer it. He looks at me strangely but still opens the door. A man who I recognize as our family lawyer is welcomed inside. Dylan excuses them to the back porch after offering him something to drink.

Assuming there talking about Marcus I go back upstairs. When I look in my mirror I get the urge to change something. I can't decide what until I remember the hair dye that Julianna left.

So, I dye my hair black. Which, suits me very well. It makes me look hotter than I did before. I might have low self esteem but I know I'm hot. I had things guys wanted. I had an Ass, Tits, and a hot face. Not that I wanted guys that wanted that.

I wasn't even sure I wanted guys. Other than Preston, I had never really thought about them. Speaking of Preston, If my parents were really coming I was going to invite him to dinner. I wanted an explosion again.