Furthermore, I had never seen Dylan look at me in such a manner. He held by a hand, gripping them, it pained my hand.

I swallowed.

He moved his head closer to me, he pinned my head to my sides on the bed and inched closer. I was expecting him to hit me or anything, but he didn't do any of that. He moved close and slammed his lips on mine, but it was a painful kiss.

His tears ran down his cheeks to his lips and Into my mouth. He didn't move his tongue in my ...