A Tragedy Away (h.s. fan fiction)

Chapter Twelve

💙 Delia's POV💙

As soon as Claudia dropped me and Alondra off at our apartment I went to take a shower. I wanted to wash every last remnant of what happened off of my body. I was going to get pass this and not let it take over my life. I had enough to fear without adding this to the list. I take off all of the clothes Harry gave me. I hope he doesn't expect to get these back because they are exactly my style. They also smell just like him. And he smelled unbelievably good. Like a mint mixed with a woodsy kind of smell but pleasant. I strip off every ounce of cloth and stare at my reflection. I have purplish bags under my eyes and I'm paler than before. I look at my exhausted body. I trace my fingers over the scars on my naked body. Hideous.....that's what they are. The scar stretching from my left breast to just underneath my belly button. Then their is my stretch marks on both sides of my hips. I hate them. Most girls got their periods and boobs when they hit puberty but I got scars, stretch marks, boobs, and ass. I hear a faint knock at the door. "Delia....are you alright in there it's been ten minutes and I haven't heard any water running....." I hear the concern in my best friend's voice so I get it together and answer her.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I think I'm just gonna head to sleep after this..." I tell her.

"Oh.....okay.....well I'm going to go out to eat. I'll pick you up something in case you change your mind." And with that I hear her footsteps trail away from the door. I step in the shower and turn it all the way up to hot. I need to remember to get vanilla bean body wash and shampoo. I use the last of that and when I get out I let my hair air dry and I run to my room. It's just a habit of mine. When I get to my room I put on my favorite sleepers. It was a baby blue silk romper. The shorts were short enough so that you could see part of my ass but that made them more comfortable. The top part was all lace so you could see my bra which was my favorite as well. It was black and white and it said 'stfu' on the nipples. I just thought it was funny. I got on Netflix and put on the walking dead. I only just started watching it so I haven't got to all five seasons yet. I turn off all the lights and fall asleep to my crush, Deryl, shooting his arrows at a zombie when I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up with a start. I had a thin layer of sweat coating my body as I sat up. As soon as I woke up fully I forgot what my dream was about. I got up and went in the kitchen and started to cook. Like I always do when I'm too scared to go back to sleep. Even though I don't remember much about the dream....i know that there's only one thing that can make me this on edge and that's the accident....the one thing......well since recently, the third thing I'm terrified of.

1.The accident

2.What happened two nights before

3.The dark

I know everyone thinks that people grow out of that fear but it still haunts me. I have night lights but I'm just too embarrassed to use them. And I ran out of batteries so I'm screwed. I look at the time on my phone and it reads 3:27am. I turn on the stove and preheat the oven. I start to think about all the trauma in my life and all my problems and by the time I'm done there is a table filled with home cooked food and an oven filled of pastries. This time it isn't as worse as it has been. I made my famous chicken and strawberry salad, fried chicken, steak strips, fries, vegetable soup, garlic bread, spaghetti, 8 Mexican burritos the size of my forearm, a chocolate cake, some fudge brownies, rice crispy treats and some cookies. It sounds like a lot but it isn't as much as what I've made before. Sometimes when it gets really bad, I can't sleep unless I'm underneath the kitchen table or somewhere hidden. It's the only thing that makes me feel safe really. By the time I'm completely done and all the food is lined up on the bar in my kitchen it's. 8:15am. I decide to go in the living room and watch tv but on my way there Alondra's door swings open revealing her with some running tights on, a sports bra that shows off her 'secret' tattoo. (It's literally a tattoo that says secret) and her black Nike running shoes. Her earphones are already in her ears and she's pulling a waist length galaxy hair into a ponytail. When she sees me she takes out her earphones.