❝ Oi, Spider! If you were given one person to save: Anthony Vaughn or Delilah Vaughn, who would you choose?
Sorry, Ant. You're dead. ❞
spencer 'spider' white x fem!oc
GEMINI x heartbreak high
#1 spiderwhite - 07/11/24
#4 hbh - 12/0...
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BUTTERFLY Act One: Chapter Eleven ❝ Secrets ❞
ONE CLASS WAS ALL SHE had with Spider the next day. If she had to see him for more than she had to, she was sure she'd just burst out crying. The conversation between Harper and herself still lingering in her head.
Harper had gone to Dusty's after the boys' talk and she woke up instantly. Delilah noticed the girl's discomfort at being an afterthought, Dusty claiming he forgot whatever it was they were supposed to do.
Therefore, Delilah and Harper went out on a drive and ended up by the cliff at the beach. Between them were burgers, milkshakes and chips.
"Are you and Dusty official?" Delilah asked, unable to contain herself. Harper chuckled in response.
"I'm not sure, actually.." The buzz cut paused to think. "We're just sleeping together, I guess."
The brunette let out an 'ahh' and nodded, taking a bite of her burger. "I heard, um.." Delilah contemplated on continuing, but since she already let it out, might as well. "You, Dusty and.. Malakai.."
"What?!" Harper exclaimed, not meaning to. "Dusty sure has a big mouth."
"Well, I wasn't in on it. Spider just told me cause I asked."
"Hmm.. What about you and Spider?" she diverted the topic, not wanting to talk about her own situation. Harper wasn't sure if she felt guilty or if she regretted it. What happened just put a riff between them three, the awkwardness unavoidable.
"Huh?" Delilah decided that the best course to tackle this conversation was to act dumb.
"Oh, don't do that, Dels," Harper sympathetically looked at her. "I've been seeing you and him. The one at Dusty's? At basically every party we've been to.. I see the way you look at him."
The Vaughn girl looked at the sea, the reflection of the moon glimmering against the water. The quiet noise of the waves to the shore calmed her. To dissect her thoughts about this or to deny was the question.
