"I've already asked, and he-."
Dylan glared at her and repeated himself. "Say. It."
"Please," she started, looking at the floor. "don't hurt Kevin. I can forgive you for what you've done if you only stop."
She waited a long moment, head cast down. Silence and then a wheezing laugh. "Haven't I made it clear? Fuck you and fuck you, Dylan!" He said, pointing the finger at them. "Do- do you know what I made her the last time she came here? Do you? No?" His beady eyes spun wildly in their sockets. A manic grin on his lips. "She came in here groveling, and I got her on her knees and I-"
His mother stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. Savannah guessed it was not as gentle as it appeared as Devin winced.
"Dylan, you are not going to help this girl hurt your family, do you hear me? You are his uncle. He was beaten by her friend. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
