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~ Dana's POV ~

"I just went out for a little bit," I tell Kiana on the phone. "I'm literally a block from our apartment."

"Okay, see you!" She says and we hang up.

I look at my rear view mirror and see a car practically tailgating me. What the hell?

I look closely and try to see the person in the car and noticed it was Bryson.

He drives around and gets in front of my car. What the!

We reach the apartment and park and I get out of my car immediately to go over to his.

I knock on his window and he rolls it down.

"What the hell was that?" I throw my hands in the air.

"You were too slow," he answers, not looking at me.

"I was going according to the speed limit," I defend myself and put my hands on my hips.

"Still too slow."

He gets out of his car and I back away when he opened his car door.

He starts walking to our apartment and I grab his arm.

"Hey, what's your problem?" I ask him.

"Nothing," he replies.

"Whatever it is, do not put it on other people."

"Wow, you're aggressive," he turns around to look at me.

"I'm aggressive?" I point at myself.

"Did I not say that?" He asks sarcastically.

I roll my eyes and take off my sunglasses that I was wearing.

"Are you, okay now? I heard what happened," he says.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I answer him and quickly realize... he changed the subject! "Hey! Don't change the subject!"

"That's not important," he shakes his head. "What's important is you."

Huh?

His eyes go wide after he realized what he said. "I mean... about what happened on the ship, it's important that they caught the guy that did that to you... and that you're okay now."

Sure...

"Yeah..." I say.

"They let you out of the hospital? You don't have any bad conditions or anything?"

"Yeah, they did earlier this morning and I don't."

"Okay, that's good," he nods. "I'll be going inside now."

He turns around and starts to walk to our apartment.

"Wait!" I call out to him.

He turns back around. "Yeah?" He answers.

"Do you by any chance know who helped me?" I ask him, hoping he knows who.

He doesn't answer for a second.

"..No... I don't," he finally responds.

"Aww, okay. If you do, could you let me know?"

"Yeah, sure.." he nods.

"Thank you."

***

~ Bryson's POV ~

"Where'd you go?" Wyatt asks me when I enter our apartment.

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