It Started on Stage

Chapter 12

"What the hell are you doing here" Ricky came in dropping his bags down. "I came to see Delilah, it's not like you own her" Chris growled. "It's not like she wants you after what you did to her you asshole" Ricky said angrily. Chris then was walking towards him but I stopped him. "Chris.... Please don't" I said grabbing his arm. Ricky looked at me with hurt and sadness. I looked away and felt really bad. "Chris I'm going to stay here for awhile ok I need to think things through...." I said. Ricky smirked. "Please Delilah be with me I love you" Chris begged. I looked at his eyes full of guilt. "Just for a little bit with him ok...." I said. He understood and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm visiting if that's ok with you" he said. I nodded and with that he kissed my forehead and glared at Ricky while walking out. I sat on the couch and scrolled through my phone and Ricky came and sat by me. "Delilah I honestly don't think he's good enough for you...." He said. "I'm giving him one more chance and if he blows it then I'm done" I replied. He pulled me closer to him. "Well if you need anyone I'm always here for you" he said. "I know" I said snuggling up to him. He put the blanket over us while putting his arm around me. I know he likes me a lot but I think of him as a close friend. I hope he doesn't try to change that.

He started to watch a movie but I didn't really pay attention. I was thinking about that night. It's been hard getting out of my head. I also kept thinking of what my brother in law said. He's still after me and it's also running through my head. I then fell asleep cuddled up to him.

-dream-

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" he then slapped me. I was a little girl. This was the first time when he hit me. I cried as I felt my cheek stung when I touched it. When this happened I was only 12.

When I was 14. "Ewww look at the emo girl" a group of girls were pushing me around. "Freak kill yourself" another spat on me. I started to cry and I ran away back to my house and ran to my room. I took out my box of razors and grabbed one. I took a breathe and started to slide the blade against my skin as I cried.

When I was 16. One year ago. "BITCH" he slapped me again. "THAT'S IT I'M DONE WITH YOU" I grabbed one of his beer bottles and slammed it against his head. He fell and passed out. My parents came in and started yelling at me like crazy not believing what he did to me in the first place.

Now which I'm barely 18. "CHRIS STOP YOU'RE DRUNK AND I'M NOT READY" I said rasing my voice. "I DON'T CARE NOW STAY STILL" he then slid himself inside of me and I screamed.

-end of dream-
"DELILAH WAKE UP YOUR HAVING A NIGHTMARE" Ricky was lightly shaking me awake and I was sweating and in tears. "I....I'm sorry I didn't mean to... Scream" he pulled me into a hug. "Delilah I'm so sorry this happened to you I'm here for you no matter what" I tried to hold my tears back but I couldn't. He started to stroke my hair. "Let it out go ahead I'm here" he said. I started to sob in his chest. "Don't worry Delilah it's over" he said trying to calm me down. I felt like crap and I want to just die... I should just kill myself....