I check my phone. My girlfriend texted me. "Hey, wanna hang out after school today." I think we both know that my answer is going to be no. I don't even bother to respond. I know she won't get mad. Grace never really gets mad. Even when I cheated on her. Thalia always finds a way to remind me "cheating isn't always going to be that easy"and I know that. I know I'm lucky. But for some reason even in my happiness, something is missing. Unfortunately I actually know what's missing. I'm missing Delilah. But I can't. She's not mine and I'm not hers. I'm somebody else's. I pull my covers up to my nose. It's fucking cold. I shiver as a chill runs down my back to my feet. I sneeze. Shit I think. I'm sick. "MOM!" I scream.
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Notice Me, Please
RomantizmDelilah is in love with her. Delilah doesn't know what to do. I guess they're just friends. She is in love with Delilah. She doesn't know what to do
