The One Who Left | In Progress

{ Ch. 3 }

My hair whips around me and Jessabelle laughs beside me. A gleeful, free sound. I look around - recognising the road as I notice Lark in the driver's seat. We drove to a concert two years ago and we drove like hellcats jamming to Nirvana and Post Malone and The 1975 and Led Zeppelin. It was the most fun ever, despite me being underage at the time. I smile fondly, watching Lark and Jess belting out the lyrics of Thunder of Imagine Dragons. I giggle, my heart aching with missing them. Jess looks at me. "What are you doing Delilah?" The music drowns out as I listen to my best friend. "I don't know." I find myself replying. Jess looks at me, deep into my soul. "We'll always pick up when you need us, Dellie."

I wake up in a blank room clearly decorated for a guest vaguely remembering that I walked back to the house on my own. Maybe I could be a guest. God knows I won't be staying here for longer than a year.

I realise with a start that today is my first day of school. A week after school actually starts. I'm a senior. Supposed to actually be a junior but I'm too smart for them. I finished junior year and never went back - the only reason I went last year is because Jess kept nagging. I miss her.

I'm a hacker and survived on the streets of New York for more than 3 years. I'm obviously too smart for them.

"Delilah, mom's calling you for breakfast. Be ready to leave in 20 minutes." Madison says rolling her eyes.

"Fine." I answer and she struts out of the room. I get up with a sigh cleaning myself up in the bathroom. Throwing on a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a black tank and Kael's army camo jacket. That reminds me. I have to call Kael today.

I can't believe I'm living with my father's new family in Seaview. If you would've said to me last year that I'd be living with my step family I would've stabbed you and left you for dead.

"Delilah!" Jessica calls me from the bottom of the stairs. I grab a hair tie, rushing down the stairs. "Coming."

Madison waits tapping her high heeled foot on the porcelain tiles an annoyed expression on her face. Morgan stands beside her sister, avoiding eye contact with me.

"You're driving with me and Morzy." Madison states blankly and I grab a muffin from the kitchen table as I watch Morgan scowling at her sister. Well then, maybe she's not so shy after all.

Jessica stands at the edge of the kitchen entrance, a big smile on her face. "Enjoy your day Delilah!" She says as I pass her.

My lips quirk up slightly and she looks surprised. "Bye Jessica."

Jessica's face lights up. "Bye Maddie and Morzy." She calls after the twins who smiles. "Bye mom." They call together.

We get into Madison's Mercedes Benz and I grin. "Nice car." A smile tugs at Madison's face. "Thanks."

Morgan, of all people, hands me a sleeve as her sister drives. "It's your schedule and your locker combination." I glance at her. "Thanks." I pull out my timetable.

"We have 8 class sessions." Madison explains as she drives to school. "One free period thrice a week and a elective twice a week. I'm the head cheerleader so that's my elective."

I raise a brow. "Cheerleader huh?" I scoff. "I'm never going to do that." I check the elective page. "I might try out for the track team though." I muse. "What did you sign up for Morgan?"
Morgan blushes, "I take photography."

"Hey Delilah... " Madison hesitates. "I'm sorry about you room. I didn't know it was yours."

"It wasn't your fault. I blame the asshole." I say and Morgan looks at me surprised. "You say asshole as if that's actually what you call your father."