Just friends

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Just Friends

I can only hope that Derek, whoever he is, lives in the building. I burst through the front door into the corridor.

"Derek! Derek, please, it's Dylan!"

A man appears from the upstairs floor. He's walking slowly as if he doesn't hear my desperate screams, but his eyes are on me.

I become aware that I'm naked, but I don't care.

Derek? Dylan needs help - please, hurry!"

Oh yes, Kenzy, Dylan needs help, and you can help him. You need to back off."

"I what?"

The sound of Dylan's screams suddenly goes quiet. I abandon Derek and run back to the bedroom. Dylan is getting up, his face grim, but he seems uninjured.

"I Dylan? What happened?"

Before he can speak, Derek steps into the room. "I warned you, Dylan. I told you, it's too dangerous, at least right now. You'll hurt her."

I wouldn't. I couldn't."

You could. You've already come close. You need to stay away from her."

You don't own me, Derek!"

"Yes, I do," Derek hissed. "And you know it. Now get dressed."

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