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THE FLOORBOARDS creaked with painful groans as Delilah's feet hit the ground, her steps slow as she followed Jackie before her. The girl's green dress billowed around her thin figure and walking behind such a view began to make Delilah feel as if she were following a star that had guided her to someplace she needed to be.
The attic, dusty and dark, was not what she had in mind. As Jackie turned to see Delilah grimace as she brushed off a cobweb from her shoulder, she grinned softly, watching the blonde girl snap her head up with narrowed eyes.
"What is it?" Delilah asked, raising a brow.
Jackie only sighed exaggeratedly, turning her head and her body to let her leg swing around in front of her, taking a large step to the window that still let the chilling breeze in through the small sliver of a crack. Delilah watched her with furrowed brows, "Jackie?"
"Yeah?" She replied quietly, looking down at the empty clearing. She expected it to be as dark as it was when both Delilah and her had arrived from the doomcoming clearing that everyone remained in. Though, with the sight of a single lantern lighting up the area with the tiniest hint of a warm glow, Jackie had been pleasantly surprised.
It had been gone unnoticed, perhaps since Jackie had dragged Delilah inside the cabin so hurriedly that they both had no time to take a look around. Looking at it now though, Jackie felt as if she hadn't seen it for a reason.
Maybe, if she had seen the single lantern, it would've reminded her of herself. Alone, solitary. Maybe, if she hadn't seen it in that moment, looking out the window, she would be as willing to grab Delilah by the shoulders as she had been before.
The floorboards creaked behind her. Jackie turned her head to look over her shoulder. Delilah stood, her arms crossed and looking at Jackie with a confused expression. In that moment, Jackie was standing before a past Delilah, instead of the current one.
She was standing before a girl who used to throw mean retaliation at her, who used to make stupid jokes in reply to Jackie's own snide remarks. The Delilah who Jackie had since forth forgotten had ever existed, as the current Delilah had taken over her senses in the most pleasing way.
In Jackie's mind, the only Delilah left was the one that was stranded alongside their soccer team in the middle of nowhere. The one who, despite everything she had done, still found it in herself to take pity upon Jackie.
Poor little Jackie Taylor, only left with someone who she once hated, just as much as she now trusted.
"Do you ever think what would've happened if we hadn't crashed?"
