Delilah & Connor

.-~Chapter Twenty One ~-.

'~Connor~'

TW (mentions of parental issues, emotional neglect and alcoholic parent)

I was feeling too many emotions to even begin to figure out what I was thinking or feeling at this moment. A million thoughts jumbled inside my head and I couldn't think straight.

I'm momentarily jolted from my all over the place thoughts when a door is loudly slammed shut.

My head snaps to the stairs where Delilah just rushed up- Delilah the girl I love is the same girl that had lied straight to my face.

Even though a feeling of betrayal creeps into my heart a feeling of dread and guilt over powers it. I lied too, just like she did. How could I expect her to be honest with me when I wasn't even honest with her too?

A series of rushed footsteps could be heard over the ringing sound of my internal panic. Miles is the first to come, he glances all over the place in panic, my Aunt and Mom following closely behind. "What's going on? Who slammed the door?" I open my mouth to try and answer but Miles beats me to it.

"Where's Delilah?" His eyes narrow in my direction already speculating the million ways I could've made Delilah upset.

I don't blame him, he doesn't think I'm worth Delilah, and I have to agree with him. I'm not enough for her. Delilah deserves someone better than me, someone she can trust.

I wince and his accusing glare hardens as if he confirmed his suspicion. "What did you do?" he demands, zeroing in on me. "Woah, woah Miles. Calm down." Aunt Laura says, putting a hand on his chest to stop him from further advancing towards me. He stops instantly, his whole demeanor softening slightly. Aunt Laura gives him a reassuring smile before turning to face me again.

"Care to explain what's going on?" She asks me with a raised brow.

I clear my throat and everything pours out of me. Every detail that happened. What Delilah had originally told me about her parents and then how we overheard them talking. Miles swears when I finish telling them everything. "There's more," I say solemnly with a look of distress.

They all listen closely, Miles now much calmer towards me but still angry, towards himself, most likely.

"I lied to her too."

The words spill out of me and a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders. From the very beginning I hated the fact that I lied to her when in truth all I wanted was to be completely transparent.

There's no one else in this world. I feel like I could trust and love as much as I can with Delilah.

"What do you mean sweetheart?" My mom asks me, putting a supportive hand on my shoulder. I drop my gaze, feeling ashamed. "I told her dad was away on a business trip. That he works abroad mostly."

They all look at me with frowns. "Why would you say that?" Mom asks me tentatively, I wish she was yelling at me instead of being so understanding.

I don't deserve that.

"I don't know, I guess it was easier than explaining the truth" I say truthfully. It wasnt that I didn't trust Lilah, it was the opposite really, I trusted her most. Trying to explain why my deadbeat father left us with internal scars and screaming matches engraved in our heads seemed more complicated. I wanted to avoid that. I knew I would tell her eventually but I wanted to postpone that as much as possible. I don't know if I was convincing Delilah or myself more.

"So you both lied about your backgrounds and family?" Aunt Laura asks me

I nod. "I guess so."

We all silently turn towards the stares as if we were looking right at her. My brain suddenly goes back to the day Delilah had spiraling thoughts about her future which triggered her to the point where she got a panic attack. Wouldn't something related to her past trigger her too?