Dream Breaker

Chapter 13

Delilah’s (P.O.V)

After a rough day at school I go home and try to think positive stuff to stop cutting my arms. It’s been a month since the constant cutting. However, the more I think positive, I make it worse. I keep thinking of my mom’s laugh, my dad’s jokes and my brother’s smile. I feel lonely in this place. My aunt was not there in my childhood so I can’t say she’s family I can trust. Also, I don’t have friends who I could trust or well talk to. Josh is my best friend but he’s miles and miles away from me and I can’t always have him beside me.

I walk into the house and smell food. My appetite has been coming back but I try not to eat a lot because I know I will get sick. I head upstairs to my room and put my stuff in my bed. I walk by the mirror and stop. I look at myself and I can’t believe how much I have changed. I have lost a lot of weight, I have dark circles under my eyes and my skin color is a little pale. At least my hair has survived through this journey. I sigh. Even my hair reminds me of my mother. I’m starting to feel that pain again and I know one way to stop it. I go to my closet and find a small bag behind a corner and take out my green blade. Before I start to cut myself I remember to take my pill. I go to my clothes drawer and try to look for it around my messy clothes. When I find it, it’s empty. Damn it! I guess I have to go buy more. However, before I leave I sit down and get my blade. I lift my sweater sleeve and start cutting. I lay down and see my blood running down the floor. I smile. Red is a beautiful color. I close my eyes and hear voices downstairs. I know that voice but I can’t remember who it is.

After some moments I know who it is. Josh! I get up and try to clean up but it’s too late and I see him standing in front of me. I feel tear running down my face.

“What have you done Delilah?” I hear anger in his voice.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry.” I say with tears in my throat. He kneels down and hugs me tight. After a month I let out all my tears that I had. He just holds me not saying anything. After I’m done I let go and start to clean up my mess. I can’t bear to see Josh because he just witnessed something really bad in my life. I feel his hand grip my chin and lift my face to look at him. I expect him to be mad but his expression is hurt.

“Why? Why all this? You had me and your aunt. You didn’t pick up my calls and when I get here you’re sitting with a pool of blood. Why Delilah?” he keeps asking.

“Derek joined the army.” I finally said something that I kept denying for a month. I see his expression change from hurt to sympathy.

“C’mon let’s get out of here.” He says and hugs me tight to his side. We leave the house and start to walk around the streets. I tell him everything I’m going through. He stays silent but I know he’s paying attention. It’s dark outside and for the first time I don’t feel the need to cut when I’m talking about my parents or my brother. We walk in a store to get chips and something to drink. However, I feel pain but not the pain I got used to but the one that hurts so much. That’s when I remember my pill. I feel myself falling and Josh catching me but before I fell into darkness I see curly hair coming towards me. Finally I fell unconscious and fall into a deep pool of darkness …

Harry’s (P.O.V)

Stupid bitch. My head screams at the stupid old lady who fucking can’t decide what kind of candy she wants. I roll my eyes and see Delilah walk in with the motorcycle guy. Hmmm I should talk to her. Before I get to her I see her eyes go wide and then collapse. Before she can hit the floor I see him catch her.

“Delilah!” I scream and go right next to her. I push her hair away from her eyes. I check her pulse and her heart is barely pumping.

“Who the hell are you?” I hear him say. I roll my eyes.

“There’s no fucking time to explain who I am but I do know this she’s fucking dying.” I say pissed off. I pick her up and start heading to my car.

“Where are you taking her?”

“Where the fuck do you think? I’m taking her to the hospital.” I say and put her inside my car.

“I’m coming with you.” I hear him say and I see him stride across my car and I watch him open my car door. I roll my eyes. We drive silently but awkward. When we get there I see her go away inside the emergency room. We wait in the waiting room over an hour until the doctor walked in. I see his face in stress.

“Is it bad news?” I ask. Please let it not be.

“You guys made it in time. Her heart almost stopped working but it’s in stable right now. Also, her disease is not getting better.” At the corner I see the motorcycle guy flinch. Disease? “Also, her cuts in her arms are infected but I cleaned it up and bandaged it up. You guys may see her.” The doctor says and I see him walk away.

“My name is Josh and I’m her best friend so I’m the first one.” I hear him say and I just nod. I sit down and I have so many questions in my head. No wonder she looked ill this whole month. I feel my heart break and for the first time I feel sympathy. After half an hour I see Josh walk out.

“I have to catch my plane but can you tell something to Delilah please?”

“Sure,”

“Tell her I love her and that whenever she needs me I’m always going to be there for her. Thank you..”  he says.

“Harry. And yea I will tell her.” I say. I see his face worried. I see him nod and walk away. I get up and go check on Delilah. She’s in the bed so still but beautiful. I go near her and see her wrist bandaged. I hear her beat slowly and for the first I love the sound of a beating heart. I pull the chair from the corner and put it next to her. I grab her hand and stare at her for I don’t know how long. Finally I see her eyes open. She’s confused but when she sees me her expression changes to surprise.

“What happened? Why are you here?” her voice so gently.

“You fainted on that Josh boy and I drove you here to the hospital.”

“Where’s Josh?” she says with a worried tone.

“He left to catch his plane but he told me to say that he loves you and he will always be there for you.” I hear her sigh of relief. Her eyes go towards the ceiling.

“Why do you cut yourself Delilah?” I ask. I see her body go still. Then I see her eyes get teary.

“My parents are dead and my brother joined the army. I’m alone in this world…” she says softly. She turns to me and I see her brown eyes warred out.

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

“How can I trust you? I heard you say you wanted to ruin me. Go ahead.. go tell everybody I’m a mental person.” She doesn’t sound mad but hurt. She heard me talk to Jacky. I smack myself mentally.

“I wouldn’t do that. You have to trust me please.” I see her eyes narrow and I guess my expression makes her feel calm.

“Okay.” She finally says. I stay all night with her and I hear her talk about her disease and her parents. After a few hours she fell asleep and I watched her sleep. I’ve never felt butterflies in my stomach or feel warm and fuzzy. What is she doing to me?