Obscured Tale of Delilah Sy

A Happy Birthday

Chapter 1

A Happy Birthday

"Delilah"

Yes, I am Delilah, Delilah Sy. I am 18 years old and I live by my own; to survive and to seek for myself. I have no one but I have a dog named Steven.

Delilah Sy, I don't know who gave this name to me.

They said I am different, is it because I don't have a family?

I don't know why I even exist in this world. 

Who am I? I am just a lost girl, they said.

I always had a nightmare since the death of my father, though he is not my biological father, I really loved him. It goes back in my dream until now, I just turned 18 yesterday. But I wasn't happy, in fact there is nothing to be happy about having birthdays. 

What is with birthdays anyway? For me it is only about cakes, gifts, greetings and parties. There is nothing special about birthdays and I hate it, for I do not know who gave birth to me. 

I was doubtful if I was loved by my mother. I always think why will my parents abandoned me, am I sickly? Am I a bad child? Do I always make them worry about me? Or maybe because they think I am just a mistake. 

But where is God? Does he even see my sufferings, my misery, why is he not saving me? Why, why am I still alive? 

I stopped spacing out when I heard someone shout.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DELILAH!" 

I turned around and stared at his brown eyes for seconds and stood up, I smiled at him.

He is Louie, my best friend, he treats me like a little sister, he is always there to protect me. 

He told me, I am just one of his psycho best friends. He said I am weird, ugly, annoying, unattractive and most of all lifeless. But he is wrong, he makes me feel alive when he is right next to me. I have life when I am around him. I don't even know why, I feel hopeful whenever he looked at me intensely in my eyes.

"It's not my birthday today, Louie" I said and sat on the bench.

"Yes I know it's not your birthday anymore but we can celebrate it now! Come on!"

"No, I told you I don't celebrate birthdays and I am not going anywhere, I am tired."

"There you are again, you must have fun Delilah, you are officially eighteen!"

"I don't even know why this has to matter with you, why are you making such a fuss about it, can you just not make it a big deal, it's just a number though." 

He sighed.

"Please don't be a stubborn. I just want you to be happy, I want to see you smile."

I don't know why, but it hit me and I realized that why should I let my loneliness drag me down to be hopeless? I know I owe my self this and I deserve happiness. Just this once.

"We have to go to the amusement park, let's enjoy ourselves tonight, okay?" he kissed my forehead. I was relieved of that forehead kissed he did but I was grateful that he is the guy I am with right now.

"How about Steven? Is he not going with us?"

He smiled.

"Can we just be alone? Just the two of us? Together?" he pleaded.

"Okay then" 

We hold hands like most couples do. I like this, no, I love this. The moment he held my hand, I don't know why my heart beats so fast.

We ride all the amusement rides at the carnival and ate a lot of ice cream and popcorn. I had a lot of fun, if I am with Louie, everything felt so different, everything is so bright.

His smile, his laugh and his touch. I love all of them.

"Delilah, this is my birthday gift for you."  Then he gave me an anklet with my name on it.

"Is this for real?"

"Yeah that's for real Delilah and no need to thank me,  you're welcome."

I hit him on his shoulders for being sarcastically cute.

"Douche bag! But hey, thank you Louie, this means a lot, really thank you." I jumped off and hugged him tight.

Then at that moment, the noise of the fireworks became the rhythm of my heartbeat.

"Wow, it is so beautiful!"

"Yeah, are you happy?" 

I nodded.

Then suddenly I felt his lips into my lips, slowly giving life to my empty soul, his kiss is as warmth as his embrace. This is the first time he kissed me. My heartbeat creates there own little like-fireworks that explodes in my chest. Is this happiness that I felt? 

"Happy 18th birthday Delilah" He said once again with a wide smile painted on his lovely face.

I could not speak, I do not know what to say but I hugged him and buried my face into his chest.

So this is what birthday means.

It only means one thing, it is to be grateful because someone cares for your happiness. Am I already in love?

Happy Birthday to me , happy Birthday Delilah Sy.