I Think I Fell Inlove With A Fuckboy

19.Knew you were trouble when you walked in

‡Delilah's POV‡
I shifted on my bed. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't. Someone read my diary. And the person has been making my life miserable for the past few days. Thing is... I know the person and she's sure gonna regret making fun of me. She better watch out.

I got up from bed and began walking towards the door. I noticed something staring right at me from the corner of my beady eyes. It looked ragged, like it belonged to someone from decades ago. It looked creepy, black.
I turned to look at it carefully. It was late and I could barely make out what it was.
I reached for the light switch and when I looked at it I gasped.
It was a replica of a doll I had when I was little. The only toy I ever had because my parents couldn't waste the little dollars we had on toys. Her name was Kayla. I loved Kay like she was my sister since I had none. I bathed her, combed her long dirty blonde hair and took her everywhere I went. I swear she looked almost like me. That is until she got burnt in a fire outbreak. My careless drunk of a mother left a lighted cigarette on our hardwood desk and that set our whole house aflame.
I managed to save Kay but once I got into Cadence High I guess I was too embarrassed to show her off so I hid her underneath a bunch of old stuff in my chest.
And now I'm standing right here, looking at my long lost doll. She brought back memories of all the pain I went through before.
I fell to my knees and cried. I just couldn't hold it in. Why would anyone want to hurt me so much???
When I mean anyone I mean May Hamilton.
Ugh. When she walked in I knew she was trouble and nothing but trouble.
She just signed her death sentence
*evil smirk*

‡May's POV‡
I couldn't sleep a wink last night. I didn't want to miss anything. I didn't waste an hour of my free time just searching for some old ragged doll for nothing.
She cried. Delilah McKenzie Harrison cried. *laugh* She's so so easy.
Who knew timid May could do something like this?
I know she declared war when she saw the doll. Thing is, the day we met, the war had already began. Like the day she missed her period and found out she was pregnant for her own father who is dead now. Oops, did I just say that out loud?
*smile*

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"May" I looked up from the book I had buried my nose in.
I smiled,"Delilah Harrison... If that's your name"
"I knew it! You read my diary!" She accused
I fake gasped. Then smiled, "What if I did?"
"The Note. The Doll. The broken bottles of my dad's favourite rum. The cigarettes. The Pregnancy Test. It was all you! "Her face was burning up with fury

I put on my innocent face " I honestly don't know what you are talking about. Now if you don't mind. I'm busy"I plugged in my earphones and flipped the page of my book.
She huffed and then walked out.
I breathed out. Unlike those stories where they say they didn't know they were holding their breathes, I knew perfectly well that I was holding mine.

Just then, Melody stormed in
"Details!!" Just like Jenny...
I told her everything and she only laughed, "How I wish I shared a room with you two. I would have really loved to see her cry"
I chuckled.
And to think I always threw tantrums when mom and dad suggested I go to boarding school.
I'm inlove with Cadence High. And I must thank Delilah for that. *chuckle*

A/N
I wish I did something like this to 'scar'
I still got her pretty bad.

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