Dylan O'brien Accident Novels & Stories

Denis asked, he couldn't believe what he was hearing, it all sounded strange to him. "Surgery." That was all his mother could say before she collapsed back into the chair and cried silently. "What about Dylon?" Owen asked, remembering their friend hadn't left alone. He had left with Dylon. "Was he hurt too?" "That's right!" Denis remembered the boy. "Mom, is he the only one involved in the accident?" "I guess so, they didn't say." The poor woman replied. "Shit!" Denis groaned, he sat down beside his mother and held her comfortingly by his side.

The thought of Kaye, his fiancée, lying in the hospital bed, tubes connected to her fragile form, made him sick with rage. It had only been a week since the accident, but to Dylan, it felt like a lifetime. His life had been torn apart in an instant. One moment, he was standing at the altar with Kaye, her smile lighting up the room as they planned their future together. And then came the accident. A single, senseless moment. A mistake. One he couldn’t forgive. And it was all because of Aki.

"Oh shit!" Hearing that, I looked back too. It wasn't Grayson's parents' car. It was Owen's car. Yes, Owen's! And I saw Dylan in the car! I jumped out of the car as soon as Grayson opened the door. I ran to Owen's car, which was upside down with the roof on the asphalt. My heart felt like it was jumping out of my chest when I saw Dylan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also upside down with blood running down his temple. Every step I took felt so heavy that my legs felt weak, like jelly.

Caleb had been slightly less drunk than Daniel, and he’d offered to drive Daniel and himself home. Daniel never made it home. On the twisting road home, a deer had shot out into the road. Caleb had slammed on the brakes, but the road had been wet and the car’s tires had been worn down. He’d fishtailed straight into a tree. Daniel had been killed instantly by the impact. Caleb, though? He’d survived with only a broken finger and a mild concussion.

Sebastien crouched down in front of them. "Are you alright? " He asked softly. "Sebastien, you are finally here. Look at Dylan he is so wounded. " Liana said. Blood was dripping from the wound on his forehead. He got shot on his arm. He had many severe wounds. Liana also had some bruises on her face and arms. "We need to take them to the hospital first. " Lennon said. They rushed to the hospital, and Dylan was admitted to the hospital as his wounds were severe . Liana's wounds were also being treated. She was in a state of panick.

John pondered for a moment and then turned the question back to us, "So, it all began seven years ago when Dylan had a car accident, and then Olivia decided to use hypnosis to eliminate his painful memories. Am I correct?" Olivia stood beside us, sighing as she placed a glass of water on the table. "It was my own decision. Back then, Dylan was in immense pain, and Andy and I couldn't bear to see him suffer like that." "Mom..." he whispered, his voice pleading, and he blinked back tears. "I don't blame you, Mom." I embraced him tightly, gently patting Dylan's back to offer comfort. His body immediately tensed up, and I sighed, realizing that Dylan wasn't accustomed to my embrace. But even so,

He had everything perfectly planned, and by the time Hendrix returned to Coppersville, it would already be too late. But Dylan never expected that the car would get into an accident along the way, and the driver died on the spot. According to the report he received, only the driver had died. Noelle, who should have been in the back seat, had vanished. Dylan had initially thought she might have been thrown from the wreck. After all, the car had plunged off an overpass, and the driver's body hadn't been intact. So, during this time, it wasn't just Hendrix searching for Noelle—Dylan had been looking, too. But the longer it dragged on, the slimmer the hope of finding her became.

Grabbing his car keys, he left the office immediately. Halfway there, as he crossed an elevated bridge, a disaster struck—the bridge suddenly collapsed. Caught in the middle, Dylan had no time to react. Both he and his car plunged into the rushing river below. The current was fierce, sweeping his car away in an instant. From the shadows, Hawk watched with a triumphant smirk. "Even the mighty Yellowtail Squadron can’t beat natural disasters or accidents."

Sheriff Hardin mouthed, a car soon stopped abruptly and Dylan rushed out of the car and saw his dad’s jeep crashed by the boulder. His eyes started scanning the area for his dad, till he saw him badly wounded on the ground. “Dad!” He yelled and dashed towards him, the way he crashed on his knees could almost leave him with bruises. “Dad please, open your eyes” He placed his dad’s head on his legs and was tapping his face continuously for him to stay awake. He raised his shirt up to see how bad the injury was, he quickly took the walkie talkie off his chest.

I know that laugh. “Hey, my precious jewel, stay still.” Dylan tells me. “Dylan?” I huff. “Yes, I am here, and so is Riley. Don’t make any quick movements. You are going to be sore for a while. Do you remember what happened?” Dylan asks. “Yes, we were driving, and then I heard a loud bang, screaming, and nothing. A car hit us.” I reply.