Yours. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Pen15 (Alex)

20. Yuki

This episode was centered around Maya's mom, Yuki, so there's not really a place for me to fit any of the main characters in. So this chapter will just be a bunch of short stories for Delilah & Alex because I love them sm.

I added some songs that I like in this chapter too, if you guys wanted some cute background music <3

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Being a teenage girl is amazing, but it also can be the worst experience ever. Delilah was currently holed up in her room crying her eyes out due to her horrible period mood swings.

When someone said something to her, it would either result in her getting pissed off or bursting into tears. When she looked in the mirror, all she would see was some vile being in front of her. Not to mention the cramps and the constant food cravings.

Her hair was a mess, her mascara was running, and her eyes were puffy from crying. She was in one of the worst mental states of her entire life.

Delilah's parents weren't at home, so when the doorbell rang, she grabbed a baseball bat and prepared to attack whoever was at the door. Just in case they were either a kidnapper or a robber. She slowly approached the door, ready to swing, until she saw Alex in front of her, holding a small bouquet of flowers with a happy grin on his face.

"Alex?" she mumbled, slightly horrified at the fact that her boyfriend had to see her in the state she was in.

He immediately stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her worriedly. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Delilah groaned, hugging him back. "Okay, more like everything. I'm sort of... on my period, and I'm going through some shit right now."

"Oh," he frowned, setting the flowers down on a nearby table. "Why didn't you tell me? I would've came earlier."

"Isn't it obvious?" she said exasperatedly as she pointed to her face. "I'm not exactly looking my best right now."

"You always look your best," he smiled as he ruffled her already messy hair. "Wanna take a walk? Or should we just go to your room?"

"I don't think I have the capacity to go out in public like this right now," she weakly muttered. 

"That's okay. As long as you're with me," Alex beamed as he took her hand and led her up the stairs back into her own room.

As soon as they walked in together, Delilah let go of his hand and immediately flopped back onto her bed and snuggled up to her fluffy blankets and pillows. Alex chuckled as he grabbed a few makeup wipes and tissues and started gently wiping away her runny mascara. 

"Do you... wanna talk?" he cautiously asked. "Or do you just want me to stay with you?"

"Both," Delilah sighed as she rested her head in his lap. "I don't even know why my mood swings get so bad. Like, one second I'm fine, and the next, I'm bawling my eyes out because I think I'm disgusting."

"That sucks," Alex softly said as he reached for a comb to try brushing her hair for her. "Can I do anything to help you?"

"You being here is enough," she grinned. 

He laughed and leaned over to kiss her forehead. "I'll stay for as long as you need."

"You're so sweet," she muttered under her breath. "And adorable. How the hell was I able to land you as my boyfriend?"