Delilah

10-He Said What?

Today is my weekly call with Caleb. 

I decide to run down and get some tacos before calling him.

Laying on my bed I place the taco bag beside me. Jasmine is out with Kai today, which means I have the whole dorm to myself.

Grabbing one taco out I unwrap it, taking a bite. Then I pick up my phone dialing Caleb's number.

It rings a few time before going to voice mail.

Ok weird.

Looking over at the clock I see it's the normal time we talk every week.

Dialing him again it goes to voicemail once more.

Groaning I open my messenger app sending him a text.

Me: Why aren't you answering me? Are you ok?

A few minutes go by before I get a reply.

Cal: sorry I'll call you in a minute.

Breathing a sigh of relief he isn't dead, I begin to plot his murder for making me worry like that.

Just as promised he calls me a few minutes later.

The moment he talks I know somethings wrong.

"What's wrong Cal?" I ask and I hear hims sigh.

Putting my taco in my bag I sit up, "Seriously what's wrong?"

There's shuffling on the other line. 

"I don't want you to worry." He says but what the heck? That only makes me worry more. 

I run a hand through my hair, "Tell me." I almost plead.

"I was making dinner the other night and I accidentally left the towel too close to the fire. It wasn't major but the fire department did come. One of them told me that in my condition I shouldn't be near fire."

His condition?

"What condition?" I ask and I hear him sigh, "You know Delilah." He says. 

I do know. 

"He's a jerk for saying that Cal. You that's not true right? You cook with fire as much as you want."

"He said I should have an adult present at all times." He says.

"He said what?" I ask, "Delilah it's not a big deal ok."

I laugh dryly, "Not a big deal he has no right to say that to you. You are an adult."

"Can we drop it?" He asks and by the tone of his voice I do. 

"Ok." I say reluctantly. 

"So how are things there?" He asks and I tell him all about my week. 

I leave out my dinner with Cole. 

I mentioned him a few calls back and Cal was skeptical. Not that Cole was a bad person...well sorta. 

He saw first hand what happened to me senior year. I know he's just being my big brother making sure it doesn't happen again. 

I know for sure I don't want it to happen again. 

The thing is Cole's different I can feel it. Not that we are headed towards a romantic relationship but I mean the way he is around me. 

With my ex it was never me first. Not in the weird I need to be his first priority. I mean the only reason I believe he even acknowledged me was because of my friend. 

Cole makes me feel like he actually wants to see and talk to me. 

I really like that. 

After my phone call with Caleb I return to my poor cold and soggy tacos. 

Rip. 

Jasmine get's back at about five and she brings dinner. What an angel. 

"Ok so I have wings, cheese fries, spicy wings, and well, more wings." She says pulling the styrofoam containers out of the bag. 

I help her open them and we sit on her bed. 

She turns on her computer and we start an episode of Gotham. 

"So how was time with Kaiiii." I ask wiggling my eyebrows. 

She shakes her head throwing a fry at me, "We're just friends Del. He actually helped me figure out what to do about Louis." This catches my attention. 

"Oh yeah and what are you going to do?" I ask and she smirks, "Well I really liked having sex with him and I am positive he liked having sex with me. So I am going to propose to him that we have sex again."

I laugh, "You've spent days talking to Kai about this and that's what the two of you come up with?"

She nods, "Well I still absolutely hate his guts but that man can rearrange mine anyway." 

I snort and accidentally inhale a piece of chicken. 

Jasmine pats my back, "Oh god babe are you ok?" I nod grabbing my water and chugging it. 

"You suck." I say to her and she laughs, "Just make sure you don't choke like that with lover boy."

I roll my eyes, "Lets get back to the show."

We watch a few episodes before Jasmine and I head down to the showers. 

After that we call it a night. 

Laying in my bed like I do every night I check social media. 

Liking pictures from friends. I follow all the guys from the band now as well as Georgie and her friend Desiree.

Turns out Desiree is a model and lives in California.

Most pictures I see on her insta are with her, this dark haired guy, and this devastating blonde. 

I mean out of this world how does one look like that? 

Oh and she was also a model. 

I don't follow her. I want to though. She looks intimidating. 

Cole posted a new picture of him and his band mates. They had a gig at this bar a few towns over. 

Once I start to get tired I put my phone on the nightstand before snuggling into the covers. 

Next weekend was Halloween and I had to start thinking of costume ideas. I have been making my own costume since freshman year. 

I had some fabric in my closet and hoped that it would only require what I had and I wouldn't need to buy more. 

Running through ideas I slowly drift off to sleep. 

Thinking about costume ideas. 

Thinking about chocolate covered gummy bears. 

Thinking about Cole.