Delilah rose moves, against her protests, to Derry, Maine with her two younger sisters, two older brothers and her father. two days after she moves to the small town she stumbles upon a care free group of kids who take a liking to the girl. what hap...
♫"I was a kid but I wasn't clueless Someone who loves you wouldn't do this" family line, Conan gray♫
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❤︎ 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥 ❤︎
𝘋𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘩'𝘴 𝘗𝘰𝘷 𖤐
ME AND STANLEY walk silently down the road home, not knowing what to say. everyone else is further along the path chatting to eachother.
this place is vacant, basically a ghost street. no cars have passed in the last five minutes
"hey listen, i'm sorry about everything i said." he breaks the silence, releasing a small breath.
"you don't have to apologise, we both have our opinions." i smile lightly at him.
"yeah well i went about it the wrong way and i feel bad, i could tell it hurt you and i didn't shut up. i'm just scared i guess." he sighs. i look up the road, watching the others round the corner shouting at us to hurry up because they need to get home.
"Stanley, it's fine. i get that your scared and if you don't want to believe in something you don't have to. i wish i didn't believe." i sigh softly looking at the ground.
i look back up, seeing Stan looking back at me with a weird look on his face. i don't have time to ask him what's wrong because suddenly he brings his face closer to mine.
he pauses for a minute, as though asking me if it's okay. i bring my face closer to his and then suddenly we're kissing.
it only lasts for around five seconds before we hear a car and both quickly pull away. wow when one finally decides to show up it's now.
i feel myself blush slightly and i look away, bowing my head to look at the floor.
"we better catch up, there gonna think we're doing something weird." i giggle slightly, before pulling him along.
**
they did think we were doing something weird, well bev did. she kept giggling and bumping into me while making a kissing face.
the rest of the boys were too clueless to actually put two and two together so they remained confused when i kept hitting her arm and shushing her loudly.
i can't stop thinking about it. i've been smiling like a mad woman since we all parted, because before then i was trying to keep my face neutral though failed on many occasions.
"where the fuck have you been?" my brothers harsh tone catches me off guard.
"out." i whisper, swaying slightly while my fingers quickly fiddle with my coat buttons.
"out?" he scoffs and then comes closer to me "with who?"
"beverly. my friend." i say as confidently as possible, my voice wobbling slightly.
"don't you dare lie to me." he bites out.
"i'm not lying. i thought daddy told you to leave me alone." i back away but a hand settling on my wrist has me halting my movements.
"yknow. if you want to kiss a boy, maybe don't chose the middle of the street." he's smiling now, it's kind of unsettling.
"wha-"
"i saw you today." i still and i can feel the blood drain from my face.
"I-"
"save it. i don't want to hear it." i look around for my father, hoping he's near.
"daddy?!" i call out, trying to pull my hand from his grip. he's seemingly had enough and begins to pull me away, dragging me along as i struggle.
"if told you once i've told you too many times, your too young for a boyfriend." he says as we near my bedroom. tears well up in my eyes now as i give up and allow him to pull me along, my wrist beginning to hurt.
"please let go." i beg, my voice cracking slightly. "i'm sorry, i won't do it again!"
he stops now, dropping my hand like i burned him though i didn't expect this so i accidentally fall to the floor. and then he's turning to me, his eyes slightly wide as he watched me bring my hands up to my face to cover my eyes.
"i'm sorry." i repeat.
i don't hear another word, only the sound of his footsteps and his keys jangling as he moved them about before the door slams shut.
i stay sat on the floor for a second, wiping my tears and studying over my slightly red wrist.
i glance towards the door, seeing his car missing from the driveway.
slowly, i lift myself from the floor and walk over to my room.
"fucking hell." i mutter beneath my breathe as i sit on my bed, taking my shoes of before throwing them harshly at the wall.
mud splatters up them and i stare for a second, my eyes welling up again with tears. god damn muddy shoes.
why did i throw them? why did i get mud on my walls? why didn't i take them off earlier? why didn't i just push my feelings away?
why the fuck am i so stupid.
i lower my back to my bed, laying motionless for a good while.
i'm scared for tomorrow. terrified. what's gonna happen? how are a bunch on teenagers gonna defeat a evil being?
well, i guess we'll find that out.
**
he's still not home. i don't know about dad, he might have a night shift. though i'm pretty sure the house is empty.
the twins are sleeping out at their new friends so i quickly creep out of my room and began to search around the house.
when i find nobody i run back to my room and begin to pack my bag with things i'd need ready for tomorrow.
