𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘...

Chapter 14: The Old and New Secrets POV: Delanore

"I think I worry too much, but when I worry too much its because I care... I care too much for him"- Delanore Grayson

It's cold and empty...

When Lucas was gone, it was quiet our whispers still within the room of what happened this morning. I closed my window with hesitation if Lucas would come back. Would his parents let him, would he be okay because of his parents? Many of these thoughts filled my head like trash overflowing in the bin. I let out a heavy sigh trying to release myself from these emotions consuming me, consuming my mind and being, not letting me live my life. I then opened my closet pulling out a sweater. Not mine, not Lucas's, but Devin's my love. I put on his oversized sweater one that he left the other times he would as well stay in my bed. I did not ever tell Lucas tho, it would piss him off. He is not a big fan of Devin. I don't know why? Maybe its because his jealous, he was the first one that entered my life after all.

After putting on the sweater I went to go find Lucas old clothing, they should be in my attic. I slowly opened the door of my bedroom, the creak of the door was loud when trying to be quiet. I didn't want my parents to hear what I was doing yet. Of course, I was going to tell them that Lucas was going to stay over if he came back, but not yet we still need to see what happens. I slowly got out of my room, walking down the hallway past my parents bedroom.

Shit, they were already awake.

I froze in my path when I heard them whispering, but what where they talking about, but I think they heard me too for they had stopped right when I was in-front of their door. 'Oop-' I quickly began walking again heading to the end of the hallway looking up to the Cellini seeing the drawstring to pull to bring the latter down for the attic and just as I was going to. "Good Morning, Dela. Where did Lucas go?" I heard my mothers voice right behind me. 'How the fuck did she know?' I slowly turned around with a smile trying to hide my fears. "Whattttttt are you talking about." I gritted through my teeth.

"Oh did he leave? Where his parents mad?" My mother smirked as she leaned against the wall looking at me seeing if I could break down and answer to her. But no, not this time I had to stay strong, keep the secret. Nothing happened last night. "Mom, Lucas was never here. I don't know what you saw or heard but he was never here." I said as I quickly turned back around to not face her for my face was telling all my lies. "Oh really?" She spoke again, now I was scared, I could feel her walk closer. "Ok then, but if I may ask. Who was the boy in your bed, because for all I know the boy did not look like Devin. It looked like Lucas." I froze, how did she know this. I swelled a lump in my throat that was forming. "What are you talking about? You went in my room while I was sleeping!?" I exclaimed now. 'Great and thats for losing my cool.' "Well, I am your mother. Can I not? And besides its just Lucas, what happened in his home do you want to talk about it?" Her voice began soft now, compassionate.

'Ohhhh she thinks he was only staying the night because of his home.' "Uhm, no I don't want to talk about it. It's a sensitive topic, he just showed me some scars on his arms." Now that was a lie. I knew he tried to hide his scars from me, I knew he didn't want to worry me, but I felt them then I held on to his arm at school, I saw them the night of the party. Oh the pain he's had gone through. How I feel so bad for him. "Well, sweetheart. Let me just say, you two looked so comfortable laying together. I even saw you laying on his chest. You had a small smile when you where asleep. It was so cute, I've never seen you like that with Devin." My eyes widen, how could she bring him up like that! We are talking bout Lucas don't bring up him! Oh sorry, I don't know what's gotten into me. "Mom! Stop stalking me, its weird." I said now pulling the attic down seeing the dust particles fly around a bit. I then began climbing off coughing when I inhaled the dust.

"Dell? Why are you going up to the attic? Do you need something?" She asked as she followed right behind me. "Actually yes, I do. I was going to tell you when I actually knew what was going to happen, but I think Lucas is going to come over again. Things are not so great at home for him, and I know that he had some stuff here that he left. I just want to make him feel comfortable." I said as I turned on the little light and looked around in boxes for things that could be Lucas's. "Well, he seemed quiet comfortable when you were laying on him, he looked content." "Ugh! Mom, just stop it's weird. And plus I was just asleep, maybe my mind thought it was Devin so I did not can we not talk about this anymore." I said now my breath quickening.

'Please, I don't want to know what I did with Lucas. I don't love him, he's just a friend. I'm loyal I can't do that to Devin.' "Well, maybe. But your mind always know who's near you. Even when you are asleep Dell. Anyways I'll let you be." The she left leaving me alone with my thoughts. "No... it's not like that." I mumbled as I kept looking through the boxes. Then I saw something shiny in the distance. I got down on my fours and I saw his old electric guitar. "Oh, I remember this. Could he still play it?" Then right next to it was a box named Lucas. "Bingo. I got his stuff."

Finally when I got the stuff into my room without my mom interrupting me I began to decorate a part in my room just for him. I opend the box and there was old sweaters that could still fit. I pulled out the clothes and then I found a notebook. "Oh wow, this has been since 6th grade. He would never let me read it. Maybe just a peak." And just before I opened it, my mind told me no. "Ugh, I can;t do it. It's was his private stuff." I set the book aside and kept digging through the box. Just socks, and stuff for his guitar. Then something fuzzy. "No way! He kept this safe in this box! My teddy! The one my parents thew away... he saved it?" Knock knock knock. "LUCAS?! OMG are you okay!" And I quickly opened my window.