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“What do you want?” Dylan asked, after closing the door.
Dennis chuckled, and walked around, touching things.
“I told already,,, I need your help”
“With?”
Dennis walked to him, and faced him, with a sly gaze.
“By the way,, Did you actually think you could run away from me?”
Dylan blinked his eyes fast.
“You can run,,, but you can never hide. Got that?” Dennis slapped him, a bit gently.
Dylan just looked down.
“You go to Ronnie’s High,, huh?” Dennis asked.
Dylan didn’t reply.
“Huh,,, Guess,, who grew some wings while I was away” Dennis smirked, and slapped him again.
“Yes,,, I attend Ronnie’s High” Dylan nodded, trembling.
“Good. I need your help to find someone” Dennis said.
“Who?” Dylan took his eyes up.
“You know who,,, Lady S is??” Dennis asked.
“Why? Why do you ask?”
“You ask me no questions! Got it!!”
“Yes, senior”
“Good. So, do you know who she is?”
“I don’t” He shook his head. written by sommy pearl f.
*Riiinnnggg* It was Dylan’s phone.
“Let me have it” Dennis stretched his hand, and Dylan obediently gave him.
“Oh,,, Its your sweet cousin, Phil”
“Huh? No,,, please. Give it back!”
“Shut up before your mom comes running here” Dennis growled.
Dennis smirked, sat down on the bed, abd swiped green.
Deeeeee!!!” Phil screamed.
“Answer…” Dennis whispered, frowning.
“Mr. Feeeeelllll” Dylan replied, nervously.
“Guess what?” Phil giggled.
Dylan said nothing.
“Dylan?? Dylan?? You there?” Phil called.
“Talk!” Dennis almost yelled.
“I’m here. Sorry, I was blank for a second. What’s up??” Dylan asked.
“I finally completed the painting. You gotta see,,, She’s pretty on the paper!”
“I’m sure,,, she’s gonna like it” Dylan smiled, forcefully.
“I’m gonna ask for a meet up next month. Then,, I’ll be fully ready. I’ll ask her to meet with me, at a fine restaurant through the letters. Then,,, I’ll give her the painting. I can feel my heart racing, Gosh!” Phil gushed.
“You’re really happy, are you?” Dylan smiled.
“Yeah. And nervous too”
Dylan chuckled.
“I’ll confessed properly that time, and hear her reply” Phil said.
“Lover boy” Dennis murmured, and scoffed.
“What was that?” Phil asked.
“Huh,,, Nothing!” Dylan spoke, really fast.
“Okay then,,, Let’s just meet in school and talk better”
“Yeah. Good idea”
“My Dear Lady S. will be so happy to see the drawing and the person behind the letters!!” Phil suddenly screamed.
Dennia eyes widened.
“La…Lady S?” He stammered, and hung up, immediately.
He stood up, and walked angrily to Dylan, who slowly walked backwards.
“Urghh” Dylan groaned, feeling Dennis choke his neck, with his hand.
“You told me, you didn’t know Lady S”
“I…know… her” Dylan forced his words from his tightened neck.
He was in pains already.
“Tell me more about her, you and Phil. I wanna know…” Dennis said, and took his hands down.
“I have a question though” Dylan coughed.
“What’s that?” Dennis glared at him.
“What do you want with Lady S?” He asked.
Dennis smirked and walked closer to Dylan.
“Revenge. She messed with the wrong person”
“Dylan? You ready for school?” His mother shouted from outside.
“Its a Friday. Tell her you wanna help me with something” Dennis said.
Dylan was quiet.
“Now,,, Before she gets suspicious!” Dennis said.
“Mum,,, I wanna stay back” Dylan said.
“Why? You sick?” His mother opened the door, to see the boys sitting on the bed.
Dennis had a notepad on his hand now.
“I’m really sorry, Ma’am,,, but i still need your son’s help. Can you let him stay with me,,, just today?” Dennis said.
“Hmm…Sure” His mother smiled.
“Thanks a lot”
“You’re welcome. I’m off to work” She replied, and closed the door.
“Now,,, Let’s start, buddy” Dennis winked.
“What’s going on,,, really? And leave nothing out” He commanded.
Dylan’s whole body vibrated and tears ran down his eyes.
“Lady S. is….Phil’s crush- He paused.
“Go on!”
“He sends her letters. They haven’t met before though”
“Is that all?”
Dylan looked down.
“I write the letters,, but he does the talking”
“I have an idea on how to get my revenge” Dennis.
“How?” Dylan widened his eyes.
“You’re gonna see for yourself. Bring a paper and the pink envelope!” Dennis commanded.
“I don’t have a pink envelope here. Its only Phil that owns that”
“Then, bring any one here!” He screamed, and Dylan jerked, before running out, afterwards.
❗REMINDER: LADY S. IS THE NAME USED IN PLACE OF ‘SAMANTHA’ IN THE LETTERS. WHO ELSE REMEMBERS??
DEAR LADY S.
FROM MR. FEEL.
Hope we good? Hope you didn’t forget? And hope you understand?.
Purple?