I was feeling a lot better today. I got up and made me and Ricky some pancakes. He loved them a lot. "Wow... Delilah these are really good" he said eating more and more. I laughed a little and sat at the table with him. "Wow who taught you to make these?" He asked stuffing more in his mouth. "I always watched my dad make breakfast in the morning and I thought they were so good that I started to make them myself almost everyday..... But that was when he was alive and I was actually happy." I looked down slightly, and then looked at Ricky who slowed down and felt bad.
"I.... I'm sorry Delilah I should have never brought it up...." "No, it's fine it's actually nice to bring back those memories" I said cutting him off. "Ok well, you wanna tell me more" he smiled. I smiled back. "Well I loved my parents both but I was actually adopted. It never really bothered me so I still stood with them. After a couple of years my sister was already married and had her kids which I love a lot. But then again, her husband was not the best person as you know from him beating me that day." He took my hand and held it. I looked up and smiled.
"Delilah, when Chris, Ryan, and I drove to your house we walked in and saw you on the ground and him beating you. Ryan pulled him off and I just beat the crap out of him while Chris helped you into the car. I would do anything to protect you." I smiled and he smiled back. "Look, I know you love Chris and I respect that so we can just be close friends if that's ok" he said. I nodded. He gave me a tight hug and I hugged back. "Thanks Ricky" I said. "No problem" he said. We're going to be close friends for sure. :)
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