🔱 Delilah's P.O.V 🔱
I'm completely dreading going down to the police station to talk about the horrid things Jace has done. Mostly because if he doesn't end up in prison or gets out in a couple years and realises I have done that, I don't think I would be in a coma. I would be done.
I try and spend as much time as I can out of the room because it pains me to be in there and see there empty bed where Elijah no longer sits.
My first stop before the police station was the hospital. I went to go make sure Elijah was doing alright. He's still in a coma but they say he should be coming out really soon. It's been about five days.
It's been a really rough experience to see my brother lay on the bed unable to move or wake up to participate everyday life.
Oh god. What is she doing here?!
I put my hood over my head and positioned my hair to shield my face. I tried to speedily walk by her but she stopped me.
"Delilah? Please, please talk to me..." She asked.
"But I don't wanna talk to you. In fact you are probably the last person I wanna talk to other then Jace!" I snarl
"Delilah please talk to me!" She pleads.
"No. You let that man do this to Elijah and let him hurt me. What kind of mother do you think you are?"
"I thought what he was doing was just toughening you guys up and giving you some discipline. I never thought it would lead to this..."
I pull up part of head and short to reveal my ribs which has one of my biggest scars there from when Jace got angry and tried to have sex with me and pushed my into the corner of the counter.
"What about this!? Huh! Is this discipline? Sexual abusing your children and harming them? Causing them to self harm!?"
"You self harm?"
"Oh yeah. So does Elijah but your missing the big picture. You are a crap mother." I say then go into Elijah's room.
There are flowers, cards along other gifts from his friends and our immediate family. That's just how society is. One of our Aunts and Uncles hasn't spoken to us in three years and yet sends a card with a bear. Basically everyone does the same. No one cares until something extravagant happens to them.
After I finish up at the hospital I head to Starbucks. Yeah, yeah. Typical white girl thing. I got a vanilla bean frappuccino with caramel. My favourite thing in the menu.
It was around 11 and I decided to go shopping for a little while. I parade through the stores just window shopping.
Nothing had really caught my eye and I was thinking of leaving soon until I spotted something in the window. It was a tight black dress with black lace sleeves showing a small amount of cleavage that goes down to just above the knees.
I go inside the store I just gaze at a mannequin displaying the dress. It was a beautiful dress.
"Hey stranger!" A familiar voice said
I turn and see a handsome man and some beautiful blue orbs.
"Hey Austin..."
"It's a beautiful dress" He says sliding his arm around my waist.
I would move move it but he would just out back there and hold on tighter.
"Yeah..."
"Hey how about I buy it for you and you wear on a date with me tomorrow?"
Um what? Am I hearing these words right? I've known Austin since I was born and grown up with him. Close family friends. I've seen him use and abuse girls. I don't wanna play another roll on his fuckboy play.
"I think I'll pass because I see what you do to girls so no." I say heading towards the counter.
Austin chases me and jumps in front of me.
"Come on Delilah please. I can change. I like you. Please."
Jeez. Is he is begging me. I was about to pull me credit card out and Austin beats me to it.
"Aw aren't you guys cute. Enjoy your day." The cashier said.
We walk out the door and I check the time. 3:15...
"I have to go, I have somewhere to be."
"Is that a yes?"
I start walking backwards and say "Fine."
"I'll meet you down by the lake at 8 tomorrow night"
"Ok!" I say blowing him a kiss and making a sarcastic face. Austin pretends as if he catches the kiss and brings it to his chest giving a smirk.
I rush to the parking lot and head to the police station. I had no idea what questions they were going to ask in there but I guess I would soon find out.
As I'm driving I pull up to a stop just before the police station and all the memories star replaying in my head over and over again. My eyes start to fill with tears. I quickly blink them away as I pull into the car park.
"We are gonna hook you up to the lie detector, is that ok?" Officer Ramsey asked.
"Do I really have a choice? Can I ask why though?"
"Not particularly and it's just to make sure you are telling the proof and weren't putting on a show for the police officers to try and get Jace some jail time."
"Wait Jace isn't getting any jail time?!"
I also wanted to say som thing about them thinking I was putting on a "show" for them but I'm sure I will end up swearing then in handcuffs soooooooooooo yeah.
"No. Not yet anyway. We are investigating the alleged assault but there is no putting him behind bars until cold cut evidence is shown"
"COLD CUT EVIDENCE!? How about my brother in a come?! Which he is still in!!! How about the blood stains on Jace's t-shirt!? What else do you need!? How about the fact that I came down here today to talk about the shit that man has done to me and Elijah..."
"Miss Jackson I gonna ask you to came down before we talk action. Ok first question. What did Jace do to you?"
Where do I begin? Too many things that I've lost track.
I get lost in thought after about six questions and I started thinking about Austin. He said he liked me. I doubt it's true but I will give him a chance because he is a close family friend but that's it.
I don't even like Austin in that way. Anymore. I like Noah! Sweet, kind, AMAZING guy Noah!! I have to see him. Outside of school anyway. One of these days I'm gonna tell him how I feel instead of chickens get out...
"Miss Jackson would you please be so kind as to answer the question?"
"Right. What was the question again?"
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