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"D-Dylan's dating this r-really nice girl, Lil-Lilith. W-well, her ex-boyfriend had her, and he did some aw-awful things to her. Lef-left her in the hos-hospital. She said she felt 'filthy', but we knew wh-what she meant. Now, Dylan's mad at her, and when I said th-that trauma doesn't work the w-way people want it too, he got m-mad at me. See?" Taylor sobbed, hiccupping in between, showing her grandmother the texts.
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Taylors Grandma - Her grandmother comforted her for a bit before sharing her thoughts. "Tay, we have to think about Dylan here too. We both know what hes been through. Hes gone through so many girls who lie to him and keep secrets, we know how he values communication and honesty over everything. Yes, its not right why hes mad at that girl, but we both know hes not perfect either,"
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"And I understand that, but James, he... he assaulted her, Grandma. Again." Taylor wept. "It's not fair to her that we just got her back today, and now this."
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Taylors Grandma - "I know, I know darling. Its not right, but some people are just wired different. Itll be okay. Shell wake up, and he'll apologize and theyll talk. Everythings gonna be okay,"
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"And if they don't? She flatlined, and he doesn't seem to care." Taylor whimpered. "I wanna go be with my friend, but I don't want to fight and cause a scene with Dylan."
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Taylors Grandma - "Darling, not caring and needing some space and time to think are two different things. I bet he stayed with her every second until he knew she was gonna be okay." she reassured her. "So then go. Your friend is what matters to you right now. Dylan will take care of himself."
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Once at the hospital, Taylor stayed by Lilith's bedside. Lilith laid there, still unconscious, but now, she was a little more responsive.
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan came in from his little walk, calmer, more understanding, and less stressed by the whole situation. He saw Taylor, "Oh, hey,"
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