#AbelCrew
*And really, I think I like who I'm becoming
There's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing.*
Delani's P.O.V
"Babe, are you tired?" I hear some guy ask.
"Yeah, let's have a slumber party!" I drag out loudly.
"C'mon, let's go to my room."
"Aye, aye captain knuckles." I salute him.
Captain knuckles grabs my hand, making me put down my quadrillionth bottle of this pretty liquid shiny down and brings me upstairs.
Well, carried me. I couldn't make it up the first step with falling over and almost breaking my nose.
"Onward, my good fellow." I tell captain knuckles as he pick me up. Just like the guys do in the movies to their wife on their wedding day.
I forgot what it's called, I think baby style.
Makes sense.
"Ooo, this is a nice hiding place. The aliens will never find us here."
I wiggle out of the captain's hold and jump onto the bed.
"Help, I'm drowning." I flail my arms around and start making gurgling noises.
Once I see that the captain isn't doing anything I frown and sit up. "Some captain you are. Won't even save your members. I could've died, a shark could of ate my toes and you're just standing there watching. My life is slowly slipping away!" I groan and get up starting to touch the stuff in the hideout.
Trophies.
We could use them to bash the aliens heads in.
Picture frames.
We can use them as boomerangs.
Stuff, Stuff, Stuff and more stuff.
I huff and sit on the bed holding a teddy bear that I found somewhere.
"You, know Wilma. Don't ever fall in love, it's the worst thing ever. You get all warm and fuzzy around the person, you can't think right and sometimes you would do just about anything they would want you to do. They could ask you to rob a bank with them and you wouldn't hesitates because, you love them."
I look at Wilma and she nods her head, "Have you ever been in love?"
"Yup, still am unfortunately."
"Tell me about him." The teddy bear lays down on the bed, waiting.
"Well, his name is Abel. Abel Tesfaye. And he has to be the most sweetest, finest, funniest guy I have ever met. He was actually my teacher for like the first two months of our relationship. It was sort of hard, but everything is-- was fine and we still held it together. I never thought that I would fall in love with him. I tried to close off my feelings for him but it didn't work. I was falling for him when I wasn't even aware of it. And when he told me that he loved me I was in a state of shock and couldn't say it after like ten minutes of confirming if he really loves me or not. But it was all a lie, and I wish I never even fell into his trap. I wouldn't have been his girlfriend if I just said no that day in the classroom. And I wish I never fell in love him, maybe it would hurt just a little less if I didn't feel so strongly about him."
"I think you should maybe talk to him." Wilma says.
"What! No."
"Yeah, why not?"
"Because, I have no reason to talk to him. He broke my heart and our trust."
"Well, get over it."
