I wasn't going to talk to Kadence.. She really hurt me. And then she goes on like nothing ever happened which makes it worst. Sisters shouldn't treat sisters like shit.. Sisters fight but never call each other what she called me..
"Are you going to ever talk to me?" Kadence asked.
"Umm I don't think I want to talk to you, I don't want to get my sluttyness on you." I said as I pulled my velvet skirt out of my bag.
"Delilah, can't you just fucking get over it!" She grabbed my arm and ripped me around to look at her.
"NO KADENCE I CANT JUST GET OVER IT! I am hurt, my own twin sister is destroying me."
"Delilah I didn't mean it!"
"You're not even going to say fucking sorry!!"I wish there was a bigger hotel room just to get away from everyone. I ran into the bathroom. I wasn't going to cry, but I was more angry. I could feel the rage coming up into my little body. I saw it out of the corner of my eye... The razor I haven't used in a while.. I sat in the dry bath tub... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven ... More and more blood deeper and deeper. Darker and darker... Until I let the darkness take me over.
"DELILAH DELILAH!!!!" I heard in the distance. And a banging on the door. As my eyes opened from the dark.
"Delilah!" Taylor screamed. I heard a loud crash come to the floor. Warm hands held my head. He pushed my body forward and sat behind me in the dry bath tub. My loud weeps fell onto his die dye shirt. As he cuddled me closer. I opened my eyes just a little and saw the blood run down the bath tub walls fresh, dripping down.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You never asked." My tears could fill this tub... He kissed my wrist, fresh blood on his lips.
"Delilah.." Kadence whispered. Before I could look up from Taylor's chest, he nodded her to get out. I didn't want the attention anyway.
I sat in Taylor's arms. Warm and strong. Safe and protected. Crying and crushed.
Taylor picked a towel and helped me clean the blood. Softly cleaning my wrist "I'll be here forever." He said drying my tears. He helped me out of the bath tub and held my hand as we walked into the bed room, where my dad sleeps. I couldn't think straight still. Everything was blurry and my eyes were heavy. We started to walk somewhere everything seeming like slow motion and to make it worse I had a massive headache building up. It felt like someone was hammering my head from the inside out.
I heard a sound like a door opening and closing. I think we were in his room? Why would he take me here? I didn't care or really know what was fully happening all I knew was that I wanted to sleep and not be alone I was afraid it will just get worse. I was scared, scared of everything at this point. Scared of being alone, scared of how much power just a couple little words took over my mind. My mind doused off to the things I didn't want to think about while my eyes closed and Taylor filled in the space between us.
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Where was she? The minute I want to talk to her the girl can seriously be here one minute and disapear the next... She drives me crazy! I've asked everyone if they have even seen Delilah but none of them have. I think I've torn apart the entire hotel... okay not really, but I have searched everywhere. I pulled out my phone about to text her again when I spotted Kadence with Matt across the room in the cafiteria area, eating. I put my phone back in my pocket and started waking over to them hoping that since kadence was her sister she would have had to seen her recently.
"Hey man what's up?' Matt asked while Kadence slowly turned around to face me almost expecting to know what I was going to ask.
"If you're looking for Delilah I last saw her with Taylor in his room." She said not making eye contact with me and looking down at her food. Something wasn't right Kadence usually isnt that isolated while talking to us.

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Across The Hall
RandomLove triangles, mean words, sex, alcohol, and babies? A story of two girl just trying to find love.