Our Little Delilah- New Neighbor

Chapter Fourteen

Delilah's P.O.V.

I curled up in a ball, shielding my face with my knees. I was scared. Why? Because there was going to be a brake in, tonight. And it evolved Dakota's parents. What if I never saw him again because of the acts committed by his parents? What if my parents, or me, was hurt in any way? What if I could never confess my feelings for dimples? Wait what, sorry I must be... nervous. You heard nothing! My phone buzzed wildly. It was Dakota. " H-hi." I said softly.
" Delilah I need you to... Uh, need... "
" Dakota? Dakota! Dimples!" I screamed.
Silence.
" Dakota! Just please answer!"
Still nothing.
That's when I knew something had happened.
Something wasn't right.
I hung up and dashed out of my room, my phone in one hand. " Dad something is going on with Dakota! And I think it has to do with the robbery I told you about!" I yelled in frustration.
No response.
" Is everyone just disappearing?!?!"
Loud cracks, footsteps. It was the night I was kidnapped all over again.
I couldn't help it, I just started crying. Crawling into the closet, crying softly to myself, as I hid from the robbers. I wanted all of this to be over, I wanted to be with my parents, and I wanted dimples. I wanted him to be safe. Who knows what happened to him? Who knows what happened to my parents? But all I knew was that Dakota's parents were insane. And they were robbing our house at this very moment. Then, sudden darkness.