In Love With Death's Daughter

Refuse

Lucas' P.O.V.

        "Hey mom, I'm home!" I call into my seemingly empty house, and wait for a response. Once I hear my mom call back, I head to my room and toss my bag on my bed. My dad dropped me off then went straight to work, of course.

        My mother doesn't need to know that I almost got hit by a car earlier. She also doesn't need to know that my girlfriend's dad doesn't know about me and her dating, and the fact that he's kind of freaky.

        I sit at my desk then check my phone for any calls or texts from Delilah. On one hand, I'm really hoping to hear from her, because, well, because she's amazing and I love hearing from her, but I'm scared she might have found out that I was talking to her dad. And if she does, well, I'm kinda screwed.

        I shrug it off and start on the little bit of homework I have. Yay, math? Nope. Math sucks.

        I try to just sit and focus on how long it would take various groupings of different sized pumps to fill a swimming pool, but I can't. So, ten minutes later, I declare that I give up.

        At the exact same time my cell rings.

        I grab it and read the caller ID, and see the beautiful picture I took of Delilah a couple weeks ago. It's Delilah.

        Should I be scared? Because I kind of am.

        "Hey Lovely." I say, trying not to sound scared.

        "What the heck were you thinking?!" She yells, and I have to hold my phone away from my ear. Yep. I should be scared.        

        "Thinking when?" I ask, even though I know fully well what she meant.

        "Don't play stupid. I know you were talking to my dad! You promised, Lucas!" She says (Loudly).

        "I didn't tell him my real name though, that should count for something." I tell her. Knowing her, though, it won't. I honestly don't know why this is such a big deal to her. It's not like someone will die if her dad finds out!

        "It doesn't." 

        "I don't see why you're getting so worked up about this, Delilah! So what if he finds out?! We'll get in trouble. Maybe then you could use us as an example to try to convince him?! Everything will be fine in the end. I promise, just like the first night, I'll tell you again. This will work." I try to reassure her, but she won't have it.

        "It's not that simple!" She yells, before quieting herself, "You think everything's normal and there's no major consequences, that nothing is strange and different that you should have worry about, but there IS. I'd lose you forever and I can't do that. So at least keep this part of the promise you made and take my word. Leave me alone. For your sake, just leave me alone."

        "Delilah, I--" I start to say, but she had already hung up. "I won't do that." I finish quietly to the dead line.

        She just broke up with me. I just got dumped by the best girl ever. She never even let me apologize!

        For the record, though, I never did promise her I wouldn't go talk to him before he found out. I technically never really did promise her anything. I was crossing my fingers behind my back.

        I know. I am just so childish.

        I don't care. I love this girl, and no one can stop me from fighting for her.

        I dial in her number on my phone, and wait as it rings through to voice mail.

        "Delilah," I say to the recording, "I know you're ignoring me. Please call me, let me explain. Please."