Hey there Delilah (Keaton Stromberg)

Chapter eighteen

I CAN NOT BELIEVE I JUST DID THAT! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT! Okay calm down just don't tell Keaton and find out if he's cheating on me. What if he is? I thought I loved him. This is bad very very VERY BAD. I can't tell him. I can't tell Keaton I kissed Collin.

***

Later that afternoon I had a date with Keaton. I'm so nervous. I opened the door to the Amsterdam themed restaurant. I was wearing a black skater skirt dress and pink wedges. I told the hostess that my boyfriend was already here and she let me in. I walked to our table. Keaton had his head down texting someone. Who was he texting? maybe he was cheating. He looked so perfect but the wound up ball of guilt and confusion would not leave my stomach. "Hey babe." I said sitting down across from him.

"Hey. You look beautiful."

I blushed. "Thanks."

***

Our food was placed on the table. We started eating and continued with the small talk.

He finished chewing. "So how was surfing today?"

I choked. hopefully he didn't see. I took a breath and swallowed. "Good."

"Any big waves?"

"A few." I felt like I was under a heat lamp. I needed to tell him. "Keaton..."

His face changed quickly to a concerned look. "What?"

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and told him. "Keaton, I cheated on you."

He just looked at me shell shocked so I spoke again. "Collin kissed me but that was it. It was only a kiss I... I don't like him like that. It was just a stupid mistake you gotta believe me Keaton please."

His face was pale. He reached into his pocket and dropped sixty dollars on the table and started walking to the door.

"Keaton! Keaton wait!"

"No Delilah I'm done. I can't believe you'd do something like this to me! I love you and you go along and cheat on me?! Treat me like shit?! No I won't take it! I love you but I think I need time to rethink this. Us."

Then he was gone. Leaving me standing, waiting desperately for him to come back.

***

It was about a three mile walk back to my house. I seemed to pass an unusual amount of couples. About a half a mile in a took of my heels and walked. I just kept replaying the awful scene in my head. I started to cry. I deserved this. I'm and awful person why would I do this to him.

The city passed in a blur and I was soon back to the sea side. I didn't want to go home so I went to the beach. I ran until I was just out side the reach of the water. I sat down on the sand and set my shoes and purse next to me. I played with the sand by my hips. What am I going to do without him? I then laid down on my back gazing at the silver stars up ahead. It seemed that everything I heard, everything I see reminded me of him. I just want to sleep.

***

I woke up laying on the sand. I squinted at the light and stood up. My heart feels like it has been cut in to tiny pieces and stitched back together with rusty barbed wire. I need something to numb the pain.

***

I walked up to Keaton's friend Kenny's house in my sandy clothes. I knocked on the door and Kenny answered.

"Oh hey there Delilah. what are you doing here?"

"I need some weed please."

"Oh well," he laughed. "Here's..." he reached into his pocket and took out two joints. "Here's two cigs no charge." he smiled.

I took them and put them into my purse. "Thanks. I um need some time out of my mind you know?"

He laughed again obviously high as a kite. "Yeah totally D-Lie" He laughed again and closed the door.

I walked home from Kenny's. When I walked in I saw some very concerned friends. "Where have you been?!" they both asked in unison.

A tear rolled down my face. "I cheated on Keaton. He broke up with me." I tossed my shoes on the floor and trudged upstairs to light up. "If you guys need me I will be getting extremely high in my bedroom. feel free to join me." I felt my friends eyes follow me up the stairs. I had a bad history of drugs and trouble, Old habits die hard. I closed my bedroom door behind me and lit up. Pretty soon after that I blacked out in a sea of swirling colors.