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"Why? Why did I do that?"

I clench my gut and continue to writhe and sob on my bathroom floor. My lowers were on fire and the images of last night are so vivid it felt like someone kept hitting replay on my mind over and over. The movement of her hand...I couldn't...

"I told her to stop... But I wanted her... Why couldn't I do it?"

I was sobbing uncontrollably at this point, I curled my body into a ball to hide myself from the mirror in the corner of the room.

SLAM!

The sound echoed in my mind and body, my heart stopped and every muscle in my body clenched. Its gonna kill me

Its gonna kill me

Its gonna kill me

"It's three in the morning, get some fucking sleep!"

-It's just Dad, there's nothing to be scared of-

As I sigh my body returned to a more relaxed state. Dad's probably right, I'll feel better after I rest up for the night.

I was able to pull myself up only to be greeted by my reflection. A messy looking chick with ratty long brown hair and a turnip red face. The white T-shirt I showered in was still see-through, showing the softness of my body. I'm not exactly big, but God did I feel like it sometimes.

"Delilah Delilah, former Johto League Champion, only 13 years old and could yet still be considered 'Washed-up'," I whispered mockingly to myself as I poked at my chest.

"Yeah, well fuck you too Dad."

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The familiar soft buzzing of my phone wakes me from my slumber, I groggily manage to reach over to swipe the 'dismiss' button.

3:42 pm.

Sunday ,June 1, 2017

Fuck, it's been two years since I moved back in with my Dad. Two years of sitting on my ass feeling sorry for myself. Way to go dude, you come back just to stay for a few months now you're pretty much his kid again.

"Hey Delilah, if you're up please come out for brunch!"