The Boy Next Door

"I Said Tonight"

"I don't care Dylan! You're always accusing me of looking at other guys, I tell you everyday how much I love you and yet you continue to accuse me," I yelled through the phone speaker. Bailee was sitting next to me on her bed painting her toenails.

"You're not talking to me like that," Dylan replied coldly.

"I'm sorry Dylan."

"I've told you more than enough times Brooklynn. Stop getting smart with me," Dylan commanded. Just like always, I listened.

"I know, and I'm sorry. It won't happen again; I promise. I'm sorry for talking to Zach. I just... Never mind. None of it will happen again. Just say you forgive me please." I pleaded. I loved Dylan and there was no way I was going to let him go.

"I forgive you, just keep your distance. You're mine, no one else's." Dylan spoke sternly. I smiled at his remark before we actually finished our phone conversation.

"No I love you more," I giggled, Dylan and I had been going back and forth for the last couple of minutes.

"No, I love you more."

"Look, I get it. You love him more, now get off the freaking phone, Please?" Bailee demanded.

I giggled at her before saying my goodbyes to Dylan, as I clicked the end call button.

"So he got mad because you talked to Zach today during the lesson?" Bailee questioned. I nodded my head and walked over to her bed to sit next to her. "You know as well as I know that he shouldn't have got upset about it. I mean think about it B, all you did was ask Zach if he had an eraser, and Dylan thinks you're trying to hook up with him or something?" Bailee explained.

"He just loves me, and he doesn't like me talking to other guys without his permission," I explained to her.

"To me that sounds more controlling than loving."

I looked at her with my eyes squinted and she immediately shot her hands up in defense

"All I'm saying is, he doesn't need to get mad over a little thing like that. You weren't all over the guy. You just needed an eraser B," Bailee continued.

"Can we please just drop it?

"Whatever," Bailee replied, putting her focus back on her toenails.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just think that you're always trying to give me advice about Dylan and my relationship," I stated. I knew that I was probably being rude, but it was true. Bailee has always tried giving me a tough time about Dylan. She thinks she knows him as much as I know him, but she doesn't.

"Because Brooklynn, he is not good for you and you can't even see the same way you used to because of the way you let him brainwash you. I remeber when we first met, you were so outgoing and everyone wanted to be your friend, now it's just like Dylan has you on a leash, a short leash at that, and you're like the dog that listens to everything the commander has to say. You have a mind of your own, yet you let Dylan control you every second he gets. I love you girl, and if I didn't, I wouldn't be telling you all of this. Just think about it."

I just let the thought twirl around in my mind. Bailee was right but I just didn't want to listen to her. She doesn't know us. Clearly no one does.

"Thanks for the advice Bailee, but if I wanted your help or advice, I would ask for it," I replied before picking my body up off of her bed to go over to mine. I laid down and tucked my body under the covers and shut off the lamp that was on my side of the bed.

"Goodnight," I shot to her, closing my eyes and letting sleep overtake my body.
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"Bailee, get the door," I grumbled, being woken up by a knock at the door.