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'How did you know where I was?' I asked Dylan. I could feel her tense up and knew she was gonna lie. 'I don't know, you were gone a while so I just went to the club you were at before and found you' she says not making eye contact with me. That's something I've noticed about Dylan whenever she gets uncomfortable or is lying she will avoid any eye contact, and touch the back of her neck awkwardly. And tonight she just did both. I slowly pushed myself up off of her chest and breathed out trying not to get annoyed. 'I'm gonna ask you one more time Dylan, how did you know I was there?'
'Imayhaveputatrcakeronyourphone' she speaks out really fast. Clearly panicking. All I heard was tracker and I shot up out of bed. 'Did I just hear you say tracker? YOU PUT A TRACKER ON MY PHONE, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?' She just sat there resting her head against the back of the bed. 'Say something Dylan for Christ sake'. 'Look if I didn't put it on. Tonight could've been a lot worse, so I don't know why you're freaking out about it' Dylan says to me casually. 'Get out now'. Does she really think it's okay to do that? What even fucking possessed her to do such a crazy thing. But then again it's Dylan she's the most unhinged person I've ever met. She can go from being this heartless prick to the nicest person ever.
'Elizabeth because of that tracker I saved you, if it wasn't there god knows what would have happened' I threw my phone against the wall shattering it with nothing but anger. She's crossed a line doing this. 'Dylan I said get out, you can not go around putting trackers in peoples phone expecting them to be okay with it, yes it helped you to get to me, but your not all that innocent with the shit you've done to me'. I instantly regretted saying the last bit. I could see the look of hurt in Dylan's eyes. She just got up and left. Slamming the door on the way out.
I was awoken by a knock on my door. Thinking it was just one of the maids i shouted come in. I looked up to see Dylan standing there with flowers. My favourite flowers to be exact. And a brand new phone. She had a sheepish smile on slowly entering my room. I just sat up on my bed and crossed my arms over my chest. She looks so fucking good. She's in her work suit. I love her in a suit. I just want to rip it off here. But I held it together. 'What can I do for you Dylan ?' She scratched the back of her neck then spoke. 'I just wanted to say sorry, I know it was wrong for what I did, it was stupid' then handed me the flowers. 'Do I even want to know how you found out what my favourite flower is?' I asked taking them off her and smelling them. God they smelt beautiful and looked beautiful. 'I asked Scarlett don't worry, nothing creepy' that made both of us crack a smile.