**Dylan's POV**
"Dylan? You're Dylan, right? How did you get here?" Grayson widened his eyes as he saw me. He even ran over to me who was waiting for him in front of the arena.
I've been in this place since almost an hour ago. I'm here to see Grayson but I also don't want to get kicked out if I ask the security to meet me with Grayson. So what I'm doing is waiting for him to come out.
Grayson took off his jacket and put it on me. "You must be cold. Your eyes redden. Come to my car."
"I want to ask for your help." I finally got the words out of my mouth. My red eyes weren't because I was cold either, but because I was holding back my anger at Owen.
A few hours ago, I woke up when I heard Quinn's rather loud voice. Curious about who she was talking to, I went to the living room.
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