The following Monday on his way to class where school work had been pushed into a far, inaccessible corner as a certain distraught princess had taken over his thoughts :
"Guys, have you see Delilah anywhere?"
"The school freak? Nah, couldn't be bothered."
"She is not a freak for God's sake. What is wrong with all of you?"
❝The skater freak is whipped! Hahahahah.❞
"You guys are incorrigible."..
[And the same question was thrown at his classmates the following Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday and to his utter dismay, the same response is what greeted his question. Neither had anyone seen her in any of the classes or spoken to her.]
That's the funny thing about desperation. She doesn't hit you until what you had slips in between your fingers, retreats back into its black holes and you're stuck in the Sicilian heat looking for it.
Fear slowly clawed its way into Dylan's head when he couldn't find Del anywhere for the next 3 days.
Not at school nor else where.
No texts.
No replies to his calls. Nothing.
That left him with only One option. He had to go see her in person.
