What happened After

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

What Happens After

Tears are falling thick and fast down my cheeks. I press a hand to my mouth to stifle the sound of my sobs, rushing to my room and slamming the door.

I don't know if the door will stop Dylan from hearing me, but it's the best I can do.

I throw myself onto the bed, pressing my face into the pillow.

I never thought it would be like this.

I never thought he'd find out.

Even if I'd known he would, I would have been sure he'd brush it off, just like all my other efforts of investigation.

I grab my phone, sending a text to Hannah with shaky hands.

"Hannah I messed up. Dylan found out about Jim tailing him. He's mad. I think he hates me." I texted her

"Oh hon, I'm sorry. Tell me what happened, exactly." She replied.

I spend a few minutes typing out a description of the fight, not wanting to risk Dylan hearing me speaking to her on a phone call.

Hannah's response is a few minutes in coming.

"Give him the night to cool off. He has a right to be mad. I'm no