Chapter 19

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Delilah’s P.O.V.

I wake up with the sun shining directly at my eyes and a large arm swung across my waist. I slowly turn around to see Harry’s beautiful face. I gasp on how flawless and vulnerable he looks. He curls are on his forehead covering his sleepy eyes and his rosy lips so easy to kiss. I wish those lips were on mine… snap out of it Delilah! My mind shouts at me. I slowly remove his arm trying not to wake him up and get up from my bed. I could feel my bladder full and so ready to burst. When I go by my trashcan I see the condom and the memories flash back. My cheeks heat up. I shake my head and bury the condom deeper inside the trashcan. I hear a vibrate from I don’t know where. I listen closely and follow the noise leading me to the bathroom. I look down and see its Harry’s phone next to the sink. I pick it up and see it’s Jacky. Ugh! I roll my eyes.

“Hello?” I answer. Bad decision… I reaaally regret picking it up.

“Who the fuck is this?” her annoying voice answers me.

“His girl. Why are you calling?”

“Oooooh his fuck buddy. Well what did he say to get you in bed? That he loves you? Oh wait that you’re special huh. Hahaha stupid little girl. You really think a boy like Harry will want to date you? Do you know the reason why he took you to the park as a date?” she asks. I feel my heart fall down to the pit of my stomach and puke almost coming out of my mouth. She waits but I don’t answer.

“He took you there because he didn’t want to show you to the public. Look he’s popular and I’m too so that makes us perfect fit. And well you darling…. Just another girl he fooled around with.” And with that I click and drop the phone to the floor. Should I listen to her? My legs get the better of me and I wound up at my room. In movies the girl screams at the idiot and asks for an explanation but in my life I run away. I look down and see that I’m wearing a long shirt and small shorts. I roll my eyes and grab some sweats from my drawer and my pill. I grab a loose paper and write a letter to Harry to get the fuck out of my house before I come back. I walk downstairs and see my aunt sitting at the kitchen table. I cough and she looks up.

“Can I please borrow your car? Please?” I ask. I see her eyes soften and she nods.

“Thanks.” I grab the keys and jog to the car. I start to drive away from the house leaving a sleepy Harry in my bed. After driving a few minutes I don’t remember where I’m going or where I’m at. Before I know it I’m at a lake and staring at as the sun as it starts to come up. I get out of my car and sit by the bank of the lake. I feel a breeze hit my body and a poem comes to my mind.

Behind every soul

There’s a story to be told

Don’t be fooled for what they say

Because I’m a person well read.

I know I don’t smile

Because I’m scared to be in a happy stage.

I’m sorry to disappoint you

But I’m not an open page….

And when I do talk

I’m fooled around

How stupid and foolish am I?

I haven’t written a poem in my mind for the longest. And for the first time I feel stronger. I’ve dealt with shit my whole life so I could survive one more. I think…. My phone snaps me back to reality.

“Hello?” my voice sounds like if I’ve been crying. Shit!

“What happened Delilah? Why are you crying?” Josh asks me.

“Nothing. I’m fine Josh. How you been?”

“Please Delilah we’ve been friends forever. I know when you’re happy, sad, bored etc. You can tell me. I can hear your cries from here you know.” I laugh.

“Shut up Josh. I’m okay! How you been? I miss you so much! I mean..” I stumble over my words. He laughs.

“Oh my Delilah…. You can be so clumsy…”  and that’s how our conversation start. I laugh at his jokes and I feel like everything is going to be okay. We stop after a few hours and I just end up smiling at the sun.

“Delilah?” my heart stops and I feel like running away. I turn around and see Harry standing right next to me. I get up really fast and start to walk towards the car.

“WAIT!” he grabs my wrist and spins me around.

“What the fuck do you want Harry? Oh wait do you want to fuck me for you to go ahead and tell everybody. No wait for you to ruin my life? Well you did!” I scream at him. His mouth stays wide open and he stumbles with his words.

“Now you can’t answer me? Well answer this have you broken up with Jacky?” I ask frustrated. He stays there looking at me with pity.

“That’s what I thought.” I say before turning around to go to my car. I wait for him to come and chase me but as like movies they’re not real. I give up and jog to my car. I drive away and I feel a bad sensation. Before going to my house I stop at the store to buy ice cream and sad movies. What can you say? They’re the best medicine when you are heartbroken.

 Going inside my room makes me want to cry because of the things I did with Harry. Harry… the fucker who ruined my life. I go to sleep early and awaken at 7 am. Ugh school. I get up to dress and take my pill before heading out the door.

When I get to school I see people staring at me. What the hell? I walk towards my locker and I see the word slut written all over it. I open my locker and see a flyer come out.

What does the first letters Delilah Fraim stand for? (F) for she fucked Harry’s (D) hahaha xD she’s a big slut!

My eyes get teary and I feel stares behind my back. I close my locker and run away from the school. Why me? Can this get any worse?....

HEEEY!!! Please don’t hate me…. Lol well comment and like! Thank you guys!!! by the way the poem I wrote it... I love poems! Love ya xoxo Dana

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