Dylan's POV:
"So, what do you think?" Alex asks me as soon as he opens the door to my room.
I take a look around. I was relieved to see there were no extremely bright colours. There was a large bed with neatly fouled covers, a few pillows, and even a cute little teddy bear. Which I won't be using. There was a desk in the corner and a spinny chair and I even had a rug in the centre of the room.
"Do you not like it? I can go tell Greyson. Oh, we're really sorry!" Alex exclaims.
"What? No, no I like it. It's perfect," I assure him.
"Really? It's a little dull," A voice from outside the door says.
"No, it's not. It's nice, Duke" Hunter scolds him.
Duke walks in and gives the room an inspection.
"Hmm, yes it's lovely," He rolls his eyes.
This guy sounds like a dick.
"Yes, I think it is," I tell him.
He just gazes at me, his eyes slowly travelling up and then back down my body before meeting my eyes, his stare sends a shiver down my spine. "Hm, well as long as you like it"
"And I do,"
Hunter lets out a small giggle at my remark, while Alex tries to hide a smirk.
"Whatever, Jaxon said he'd bring up your stuff, newbie"
"What did you call me?"
"Newbie"
"What?"
"Are you deaf?" He smirks.
Alex just lets out a little dramatic gasp.
"No, are you dumb?"
"Oooh!" Hunter says, clearly he's having fun watching us.
"Whatever," Duke walks out.
"You better not do that in front of Greyson," Hunter says, walking over and sitting on the bed.
"Why?" I ask.
"He won't like it," Alex tells me.
"He's strict sometimes," Hunter adds.
"Great," I say sarcastically, and roll my eyes.
"We'll let you settle in, I'll get Greyson or Jaxon to bring your bags up," Hunter tells me.
"I can bring my bag up it's alright"
"No, no! You must be tired, I'm sure they'll be able to do it anyways... Lots of stairs" Alex butts in.
"Okay then. Thanks" I grin.
"Bye!" Alex squeals before exiting my room.
Hunter pokes his head back through the door. "Oh! before I forget one of us will shout on you for dinner, any requests?"
"Oh, um. Just anything"
"You sure?"
"Yep"
"Okay then, see you later"
"Bye"
Alex seems rather friendly, nervous, yes, but still pleasant. Hunter doesn't seem too bad, and that grumpy bastard Duke, arsehole.
Jaxon, I've known him for longer, but not really long, but he seems harmless. And that big one, Greyson or whatever, he's a big spooky bastard. Maybe he's actually nice, still, you won't find me getting on his bad side.
Once Hunter shuts the door I let out a long sigh, plopping myself on the bed. Millions of questions flooded my head.
How long do I need to stay here?
Will dad visit me?
What about school?
What if I fuck up at one point?
What do I tell Sebastian!? Wait, no... How do I tell Sebastian? I don't even know if I have my phone! Oh god.
My thoughts are interrupted as a loud voice comes from outside the door of my room.
"Dylan? Can I come in?" Jaxon questions.
"Yeah," I reply.
He opens the door and walks into the room carrying the suitcase with no struggle.
"Wheel broke, had to carry it up,"
"Oh sorry, should have brought a better one" I look away. Out of the window. All to be seen are trees and more trees. They literally have a forest for a garden.
"Don't be ridiculous, it's not your fault," He says. He walks over and sits himself down beside me on the bed.
"What do you think?"
"Of the room? I like it"
"Good, I'm glad you do" He smiles.
After a few moments of silence, I speak up. "Um, Jaxon?"
"Yes?" He asks eagerly.
"Can I um... Would I be able to phone a friend? Tell him I won't be back for a little while?"
"I don't know, Dylan, I'm not supposed to-"
"Please?" I whine, looking straight into his eyes.
"Okay, here, I'll be back in ten minutes, don't tell Greyson, let me," He passes me his phone.
Like fuck I would tell Greyson.
"Use my phone to call your friend. Then do some unpacking, dinner should be ready by then," He states, standing up.
"Thank you"
"No worries darl- Dylan"
I don't question him as he walks out.
I quickly pull up the phone app and start to type in Sebastian's number.
After a few rings, he finally answers.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Sebastian, it's me. Dylan,"
"Dylan! Why are you calling me from a random phone? Who's phone is this?"
"I- Look, Sebastian. Basically, now don't pass out, or overreact-"
"Get on with it,"
"I was sent somewhere-"
"Where?"
"Like an institution,"
"What? Why?"
"Calm down, listen, Sebastian, it's because of my anger. My father thought it would be best, and I'd already met with Jaxon and then my dad did and I guess he made up his mind, so for now, I'm sadly stuck here. I'm guessing my dad might have forgotten to pack my phone, so I couldn't call you on my phone, I have no clue what he took out or put in" I blurt out.
"YOU WHAT?" he shouts.
"I did tell you not to overreact!" I whisper yell.
"Oh my god, my best friend is officially a nut case,"
"Look maybe talk to my dad, he'll tell you everything. I'm sorry Sebastian"
"I FUCKING TOLD YOU!"
"What?"
"I fucking told you something like this would happen! You didn't listen! And now you're gone, for god knows how long, and I'm left here!"
"Oh yeah like I was supposed to know!"
"Oh grow up, Dylan!"
"Grow up!?"
"Yes!"
"I didn't mean... I didn't mean for anything to happen, not this! If I knew, I wouldn't have gone out drinking, or got in a fight or any of it!"
"But you still did,"
"Why are you saying this?"
"BECAUSE I'M ANGRY!"
"Well me too, Sebastian. Me too!"
"Fine, I've got homework"
"Bye," He says.
He hangs up the phone.
Well, that didn't go at all how I wanted it to.
Now Sebastian is pissed at me.
I wish the world would just swallow me up!