Daisy

Chapter 41: Hand In Hand

Daisy's P.O.V

I changed into a pair of white high waisted shorts that had little white flowers on them. I put on a pink tank top and a beige shall. I slipped on my mint green vans and I brushed my hair, leaving it straight and put on some mascara. I went back down stairs, grabbed my phone, and as soon as I opened the door, Joey was there, about to knock.

I screamed at first, and stumbled backwards and fell. He just laughed at me. "What the heck Joey!" I said as he helped me up "Sorry! Haha! I didn't mean to scare you!" He kept laughing. "It's not that funny!"

When we made it down to satsuki, Joey had finally finished giggling enough and rushed ahead to open the car door for me. "Thank you" I blushed a little.

"Are you done laughing at me now?" I asked when he got in the car. "I think so" he giggled and took my hand. "So why did you insist on coming along with me?" I asked as he backed out of his parking space and exited the lot. "No reason" he kept his eyes glued to the road, and his hand on mine.

"Liar." I accused. "Excuse me?" He scoffed. "There is clearly a reason why you wanted to come with me, you just don't want to tell me why" I simply stated. "Fine. You want to know?" He asked "Yes I would" I moved the hair out of my face and crossed my legs.

"I want to make sure your safe. Especially since now I know who this Dustin guy is, and that he knows too much about you" he rubbed small circles on the back of my hand with his thumb. "What do you mean, he knows too much about me?" I asked and looked from the window, to him.

We stopped at a light, and he turned towards me. "When I ordered that pizza last night, he was the one who delivered it." He looked at me, almost as If he was expecting me to have some horrid reaction. "Well maybe he just has a side job"

"I don't think pizza delivery guys wear ripped jeans and a leather jacket. He also knew my name. I didn't give them my name, just the address." I blinked, expecting to wake up from some stupid dream, but as I opened my eyes I was met, yet again, with the ugly face of reality.

"H-how does he know where I live? And that you ordered that pizza..?" I rhetorically asked. "How does he know your name? And who you are?!" I asked frantically as the light turned green and we started to move again. "I don't know. But I promise, I'll keep you safe" he gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

I was lost in the sea of my thoughts, and it was like a tsunami. What with seeing Derek this morning, and his appearance acting as a hard slap into reality. And with Dustin and his stalkerish actions, bringing me to conclusions of the cold, hard truth.

My life will never approach perfection, let alone reach mere happiness. And it will be in my best of interest, to conclude that within time, both new beauty, and new tragedy, would enter my life, hand in hand.

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Later lovelies<3