#AskIfIThinkBoutAbelEverydayISayOften.
*I usually love sleeping all alone*
Delani's P.O.V
I feel like I over exaggerated just a little bit with Abel. I couldn't help it though, when he told me he knew I panicked.
And Bella, Ugh I just don't like her.
I don't know what I did, to make her dislike me so much.
But whatever the reason is she needs to get over it.
I hit the steering wheel in frustration.
How, did a conversation turn into an argument. Because of Bella, that's why.
Well, I can't put all the blame on her. I do take some of the blame, after all I was pressuring him to tell me.
But think about it, if your boyfriend knew your biggest secret that you never wanted to tell him and you yourself didn't tell him, your best friend did. Wouldn't you be mad as hell.
So I have a right to be mad, I was just taking my anger out on the wrong person.
I should've took it out on Bella. Grab her by that bun she always has her hair in and bang her head again the table.
I should've done that.
I scrunch up my nose and shake my head. These psychotic thoughts are not healthy for me.
I get out of the car and go into my house.
"Mom, I'm home." I say loudly.
"I'm, in here." She says from the living room.
I walk into the living room and she looks at me.
"Woah, what's wrong honey. You look stressed."
"I am," I sigh and plop onto the couch seat across from her.
"What, happened."
I run my hands over my face, "Bryce told Abel."
"Told, Abel what exactly?"
"About when I was younger."
Her face softens, "Oh. I'm sorry. Maybe he didn't mean to."
I scoff, "Oh yeah sure. He meant to alright, he did it the same day I had my panic attack at homecoming."
"You, had a panic attack at homecoming?" She asks shocked.
"Oh, I didn't tell you about that." She's shakes her head 'No', "Oh. Um well yeah, Abel said something that triggered it. But it's okay he calmed me down and everything."
She nods, "I knew he would be good to you. But back to Bryce. So you're mad because, he told Abel?"
"Yes, after I specifically told him I didn't want to tell him."
"Oh," she drags out. "Well, maybe he has a reason."
"Well, whatever it is I don't want to here it. There was a reason why I had trust issues, and as soon as I trust someone they want to do something that'll make me loose it again." I grumble and stand up. "I'm going to go to sleep, early."
"It's not even three o'clock yet." I shrug and she sighs, "Alright, goodnight. Or good afternoon. You know what I mean."
I salute her and go to my room.
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Abels P.O.V
"Bella, can you just shut up. For once in your life shut up." I groan.
