Dangerous.

16.

As I drove, terrible thoughts entered my mind. I couldn't stop them from coming, I wondered what Delilah was going through. I wished it was me, she never did anything to anyone. Never fought, never cursed, she wasn't bad. Tears brimmed my eyes, what if I lost her, I wouldn't be able to go on without her. Logan would hate me, everyone would hate me.  I didn't stop the tears from falling and just as I started crying, it started to down pour, the rain just fell so quickly. I pulled up to the large house that sat in the middle of nowhere, the lights were on, so at least someone was home. I quickly got out of my car, letting the rain pelt me. I walked to the front door of the house, banging on it loudly. I couldn't stop crying, but now my tears were mixed with raindrops and any makeup I had on. Minutes went by before the door swung open, " Oh my god... Mel? " Hemmings asked with a gasp. I only stared at him, " Come in! " Hood exclaimed pulling me in by the hand. I was so in shock still, I almost didn't know what to say. " What happened? " Hemmings asked genuinely concerned, I just blurted out the only thing I was thinking about. " Is he here? " I said in some what of a whisper, they looked at each other, but nodded. " Michael!? " Hemmings shouted, " What?! " he shouted back.  "You really need to come down here! " Hood yelled, Clifford groaned loudly, before slamming his bedroom door and stomping through the corridor. " He spends most of his time up there now " Hemmings sighed, it didn't make me feel any better.

" Mel? " I heard from the stairs, I just stared at him. I felt pitiful, here I was soaked, standing in the  guys house, I should've stayed away from him. I just couldn't go back to my flat and see all her things, it would make me feel even worse.  Clifford rushed down the stairs and wrapped his arms around me, " What's wrong? What's happened? " he asked. I sobbed into his chest " She took Delilah, she's threatening to kill her ", " Who took Delilah? " he asked forcing me to look at him. " Maloni. She's the real killer, she's the one framing you... I have to... I have to.... " I couldn't finish the sentence without shredding more tears, " You have to what? " he asked cautiously. I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down a bit, it wasn't working. " I have to risk my own life to save Delilah's.... I can't let her die, because of what I've done, I'd never forgive myself " I sobbed. He stared down at me, not saying a word, I think he was in  shock. " And I'm so sorry I came here, I just didn't know where else to go, I can't tell anyone about this Michael, I'm so scared.... I just had to tell you, goo - ", " Don't you dare finish that sentence. This is not goodbye, I'm going to go with you " he stated strongly as he hugged me tighter. I shook my head " No, I won't let you get hurt too. She wants you, that's why she wants me dead, so she can go after you again. ", " Mel, we'll come up with something. Don't worry, I'm not gonna let that fucking bitch hurt you or Delilah " he stated. I nodded,  " Calum, can you take her car around back. Just in case someone comes snooping around " Clifford sighed. The brown eyed boy, who looked taken back for words nodded, I handed him my keys.          " You're staying here tonight, right? " Clifford whispered to me, I nodded " I can't go back to that flat, I feel guilty enough for this, I don't wanna see all her things ".

Clifford and I walked upstairs, " I'm gonna give you some dry clothes and you can take a shower, just to warm up, you're freezing! " he stated still holding me close. I didn't say anything, I mean what was I supposed to say to that. When we reached his room, he left my side to grab some clothes.  He handed me a plain black t - shirt and some grey shorts, then he guided me to the bathroom. " Use anything you need, I'll be in here if you need me " he smiled slightly. I nodded sending him a sad smile " Thank You ", he nodded as he closed the bathroom door. I stripped out of my wet clothes walking into the shower, the water was warm, but now I was alone with my thoughts again and it wasn't good. It caused me to break down one again, I just stood under the hot water and cried. I stayed that way for who knows how long, I wished I could stay that way forever, but I couldn't. I got out and quickly dried my body off, then slipped on my underwear still wet, but they weren't bad. Then his shirt, which ended at my mid thigh, past my butt, so that was good enough for me ( Which means I didn't put on the shorts he gave me ). I walked out of the bathroom, to see Clifford sitting on his bed, staring at his TV. I stood in the doorway, not knowing what else to do. He smiled slightly and motioned for me to come sit beside him, I climbed onto his bed and sat up against the headboard.