Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0201

Dylan POV

"I'm self-diagnosed with word vomit. Sometimes it just can't be helped." I swallowed thickly before reaching into my pocket and pulling out the scrunched up wrinkle stained envelope, ready to change the subject quickly. "Anyway, I'm not here to talk about how shitty my life is..." I held out the white paper and smiled slightly.

"I'm here because, I can't do this alone." I watched Ryan Clarke look at the envelope in my hand and a confused frown quickly took over his face and curiosity was embedded into his small eyes.

"What do you mean you can't do this alone? What even is that?" I sighed and held one side of the envelope in each hand, my name staring back at me, causing yet another lump to form in my throat. I looked at Clarke then sighed before awkwardly waving the paper slightly.

killed.” His eyes widened drastically at my words, and he quickly sat up more, letting his back

then I’d start to sweat and eventually I’d begin to panic. Now I felt different, Lewis had really helped me by just

floor. I was so nervous it was unreal. The last words we ever spoke to each other weren’t something I wanted to remember and yet, I knew it would never leave me. Other than our last minutes together these written words were the very last time

You have to know that…” my eyebrows scrunched slightly in sorrow and my shoulders shrugged out of disagreement. “Listen to me…” I looked away from him quickly, which in turn caused his voice to become very stern. “Look at me and listen…” I was that surprised by his tone that my head actually shot to him. “No one, not

Clarke, but honestly there’s more people out there fighting than what you think, it isn’t just me.” His head shook

a better future. So whatever your mom has written, just know that you gave her hope.” It’s still a foreign concept to me to

it or not. Honestly, Now that it was in front of me I