Chapter 12
I laid down on the cold floor and stared at my popcorn ceiling. I traced the path on the ceiling with my finger running in my thoughts. "What could've possibly happened?" I asked myself as I shifted on the other side resting my cheeks on the cold tile. I checked my phone as the clock hit midnight waiting for his text. "I hope he is alright" I sighed as there was a loud bang on the window. I stood up straight running to my window closing it shut. "What was that?" I closed the curtains walking to my bed when I heard noises coming outside the window. I picked up my phone my called Ade "Get in my room right now" I cut the call not giving her a chance to talk and looked behind my curtain. "I can't see a thing" I sighed getting in front of the window and looked outside "DELILAH" fucking heart attack
"What is it Ade?"
"You called me"
"There is someone outside" I said as she ran to my window and looked outside "there is no one outside" she said as soon as there was a hit at the window startling me, I moved backwards and held onto her. "GET DAD GET DAD" I screamed and she ran out the room. I looked outside the window looking at a small recognizable figure "what the hell is he doing here" I looked at his long hair falling on his face. Not beautiful greasy disgusting long hair. "Tyler" I grabbed the first thing beside me that was my lamp and ran out the door. "DAD"
"What's wrong Delilah its late to be playing games"
"Dad Tyler is breaking my window" he looked at me confused and ran into my room. There was a crack on the window as Dad approached near it. As he moved his face closer to the window the window broke into pieces as another rock hit it. We pulled Dad back and he ran out the door "son of a gun" we ran after him scared about what was going to go down only to find him running away. "Dad"
"I need you to go back"
"Okay let's get back in Dad"
"NO DELILAH BACK TO NEW YORK! BOSTON! back to Massachusetts!" He yelled at me
"What do you mean Dad?"
"Just take her in Adeline" she pulled me by my arm dragging me into the house
"WHAT IS IT? What're you not telling me?" I asked as I tried loosening her grip
"Delilah try staying there for a while"
"What just tell me Ade" I got mad as I threw her off of me
"He tried to hurt Dad"
"What do you mean? When and why?"
"Sit down" she sat me down as she took out a broken phone from under her bed
"After you left the incident that carried here with you made Magna furious. Dad never called or spoke to you since he felt the guilt and pain. Look at these" she put the phone in my face scrolling through pictures of me.
"This is not me" I said as I looked at an image of me among several men, it was cropped into a half naked picture. She scrolled onto the next image with a women over Tyler. "I swear to you thats no-
"I know" she looked at me and showed me texts and screenshots that had me begging Tyler to screw me.
"Oh" I cried as I read the text over and over "Please Tyler just one time no one has to know"
I sat down with my legs crossed as I felt my head blur, I ran into a vision of darkness as my blood boiled. "Why is he doing this to me?"
"Only Dad can answer that" she said before putting my head in her lap
"I don't think he has the answer "Flashback
I ran across the street and into the house where the music blew over the rooftop and people came out slithering drunk. I watched the cars pass by the streets in a motion as I bummed into a slimy body "sorry" I said before looking up at green eyes "it's alright love" he placed his hand onto my waist as I felt his alcohol breath on my face. I pushed him off of me, sweating for my life as I texted Dahlia.
Dahlia. I met her in junior high always there to save me from any trouble. I would always end up in trouble someway or the other and she would come to my rescue. She was the lift of the party, the attention to every gathering, she was the cat women everyone wanted to be. Cat women? She carried herself around like one. She walked around carrying the sorrow of a hundred and stood strong like there was nothing wrong.
"Look up" I looked up from my phone as she stood up on the roof
"Are you drunk?"
"NO STUPID" she screamed back instead of texting
"Don't move please I'm coming up" I ran up shivering to the thought of her doing something stupid.
"Dahlia please step away from the edge" I said as I ran to grab her
"You actually think I would kill myself?" I looked at her as I wiped her tears away
"What's wrong?"
"He left" she cried
You would think she had boy issues. Daddy issues? No.
"HE SHOT HIMSELF IN THE HEAD DELILAH" she screamed shaking me apart. She got down on her knees and hugged me. I have never seen her break down, shed a tear. Why would you do that today?
"It was an year ago Dahlia. Look how strong you've been"
"An year ago today, he shot himself, my brother killed himself you know why? For that bitch. Whore of a mother who couldn't handle his tantrums. I wished it was her instead"
"Dahlia" I held her as I stood her up taking down the stairs
"Let me take you home"
"You know you're my best friend. You're the only reason I stand strong. You're my sister. You're the reason I come to school, I stayed her I never ran away" she said making me feel guilty
After Dahlia's dad vanished on her, her mom took in for them. An obstructed, selfish women who only took in for the money. They were big money as the neighbourhood said "big shots". They were twins Dahlia and Christian. He fell in love, she died. Cancer got her. For years they struggled into therapy losing all their money into drugs. They ran away from home only to be found by the end of the river the next morning. Life didn't go as planned, destiny was never written for them it was an endless life of battles and blood baths. Dahlia and Christian became a part of us of our family as Ma treated them as her own. We have them the pool house to stay in, they would come in and go anytime they wanted. It went smooth for an year and a half before Christian shot him self. His blood running all over the pool. His eyes gauging out of his skull. I still hold onto his dead body in my head, the dead igniting fire into me.
"Dahlia you mean the world to me. Please let's go home" I dragged her seamless body down the stairs and through the crowd.
"Look it's the D's" I heard a group of boys shout out
"Get away from her" Dahlia pushed the curly haired boy away from me
"Come on it wouldn't hurt for a little taste" he said as he slapped his body onto mine
"Fuck off" I tried pushing his heavy body off of me. "Come here" he placed his hands on my waist pulling them down to my butt. I quenched in pain as he held my arm leaving his fingerprints on it. "Does it hurt?"
"Stop please" I cried as his grip got tighter. "I don't think so" I watched as he took me to a corner and no one could hear me scream for help. I looked at Dahlia's aimless body and she came running towards me. I watched him as he placed his hands on his pants "WHAT ARE YOU DOING" I screamed as his hands reached his belt. "GET OFF ME" I bit his hand as he whined in pain. I tried running off as he held me back by my hair.
"She said get off of her" Dahlia pushed him off of me as we ran outside the door banging into multiple other bodies. I panted as we stood by the car with my heart racing.
"Del you got to stand up for yourself. What if I am not there to save you?" She said and I looked down at my feet
"I will"
"When?"
"Soon" she huffed at me as we crossed the street
"Are you alright?" I asked her as we sat in the car
"Did he touch you?" I ignored the question as I continued asking
"Are you alright?"
"Yes"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Delilah let's go home" she said smiling at me and I nodded at her
"I'm here for you""DADDDDDD" I screamed as I looked all over the house for Dahlia
"I can't find Dahlia Ma have you seen her?" I asked as I walked in the living room with tears in her eyes
"What's wrong?" I asked as she turned towards the news playing."16 year old Dahlia Core was found by the Georgetown bridge. Sources have to say her body rolled off the river side as it was an act of suicide. Police seek to find evidence regarding the act as she hanged by the edge and was drifted by the storm last night"
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-'menahil
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