Dylan was not only shocked to see Luis he also couldn't comprehend the fact that he looked absolutely okay, that feeling of shock and surprise didn't last for long as the teenager felt a shiver run down his spines.
"You're okay." He stuttered trying to sound cheerful.
"You sound surprised," Luis said, pulling him up and pushing him against the wall. "Because you don't expect me to be okay."
"I'm sorry." Dylan stuttered, his voice sounded hoarse like he had been crying for a long time.
"And you think your sorry would have fixed anything if that guy had hurt me," Luis said.
"I didn't want to do it, he was the one that forced me," Dylan said with a trembling voice.
"We sleep in this room together every day, you could have said something," Luis said, tightening his grip on Dylan's neck.
"I wanted to but he threatened to kill me if I didn't do it right," Dylan said.
"So that's what this is all about," Luis said with rage filling his voice. "You traded my life for yours."
