Two hearts.
Two souls.
One child.
A brave man, working hard to give the best life to his family.
A selfish woman, who hasn't really come to terms to her new reality.
She leaves.
He stays.
What happens when she decides to come back?
Will she be able...
'Cause we will never be the same, oh, I've been standing in gas and you have been the flame
I know sorry's just wouldn't do it Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying to get through Got to move this mountain
-Moving Mountains by Usher
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DELILAH
My mom always user to say to never make decisions based off of anger, lust or pain. She said that the mind would be clouded by emotions and therefore I could end up doing things that I would regret. Impulsiveness was always my weakness. I was impulsive when I first had sex with Liam. I was impulsive when I reacted after finding out I was pregnant. I was impulsive when I left. I was impulsive when I hooked up with Caleb.
Being impulsive had never left me with anything good. In fact, I had lost a lot due to it. Ironically enough, all my impulses were caused by either one of those three emotions. I was really working hard not to fall into that cycle anymore. I was trying to think before I acted out on my emotions, before I said anything.
But at the moment, when my hand flew across the air and made contact with Liam's face leaving behind a stinging sensation, impulsiveness and rage were the only two things that kept me from breaking down and crying.
"You son of a bitch," I spat. "How fucking dare you ask if Adrian is your son?"
Liam merely flinched at the touch, taking a step back and squaring his jaw. I pushed him away as much as I could. I was furious. "Answer me you fucking ass, why are you asking me this?"
"Could you call the hell down, Delilah?"
I glared at him. There was no way I was calming down. I didn't understand why he would think such a thing. I'd made mistakes, so many of them, but that was not one of them.
"If he isn't Delilah, it doesn't matter. I still consider him my son but-"
If this was the game he wanted to play, so be it. "Oh yeah? Then what does it matter then? If you don't need the goddamn DNA test then why ask this?"
"So there's a chance he may not be my son?" He asked, his face a combinations of emotions.
"According to you there is."
We were at a stand off. My strength was slipping away fairly quick.
"There was word going around that you'd cheated," he said after a while. "I didn't find out until recently, supposedly it happened before you got pregnant hence the doubt about Adrian."
Cheated? He was the only man in my life for the longest time. It took me two years after I left before I let myself be with someone else, he didn't know that though. No one did. The news was shocking to me because I had never heard these rumors. Sure, I was in high school and people talked shit about the pregnant senior girl but that's something he didn't know about because I didn't want to worry him. He was already concerned about me feeling lonely, I didn't want him to know that it was because everyone saw me as inferior after getting pregnant.
