The Devil's Trail

37- Knowing you.

"E-Excuse me! Hello! Excuse me?! Ma'am you can't come in her— Stop!" The voice yelled as I hurried through the doors and down the dark corridors.

The voices and shouts for stops followed me but none of them were louder than the voices of mockery in my mind until I stormed into the office causing Zak's head to snap around.

"Delilah?" He questioned as I went to him and hugged him tightly.

Silence...

"Hey, hey.. What's happened? What's wrong?" He questioned as my chest began to tighten. "Okay breathe."

"I- I-.."

"Shh. Just breathe. Mom give us a minute?"

I turned to see the blonde haired lady who I had seen once before look between myself and Zak and smile "Of course."

My mouth opened to speak but Zak guided me to his desk and sat me down on the chair "Just take a moment."

When the door closed behind her, my shoulders sagged and head fell forward in embarrassment. I felt his hands grip my shoulders and massage them gently until I lifted my head up with a little more control.

"Why did I come here? What a great first impression that was?" I grumbled taking hold of Zak's hand to play with his ring.

"Don't worry about th—"

The door flew open and a member of security came in. He seemed familiar to me, we had met...

Reece?

Ray?

Ryan? Ryan!

"Sorry sir, she pushed past us, balled Steve over." Ryan panted as another one, I presumed to be Steve came around the corner dusting off his pants.

Zak turned to face me with a cocked brow and I gave a slight smile in return. "It's alright guys, she's with me. Delilah doesn't need an invitation or a ticket."

Both men looked at me, causing my grip on Zak's large hand to tighten. "Sorry?" I mustered up hoping their looks of annoyance would pass.

They nodded their heads and returned back to the doors leaving me with Zak.

"You tackled my security guard to the ground?" Zak questioned as my face began to burn.

"Well tackle is a little strong..." I replied pulling an unsure face.

He shook his head dismissing that moment and crouched in front of me. "Talk to me. What happened?"

"I made a stupid decision.. A stupid, stupid decision!"

"Hey, come on. It couldn't have been stupid, you don't do things irrationally. I know that."

"Don't I? I met up with my mother."

"When? Today?"

I nodded "Not long ago, actually.. I wanted answers, just to fill in some blanks but she made me angry and I stormed out. "

Looking down at our hands, I noticed his thumb soothing over my knuckles subconsciously as he listened. A gentle touch that meant so much...

"And you regret walking out." He concluded.

"How did you know that?" I asked quietly.

"Delilah, I know you a little bit more than what you give me credit for and quiet frankly, I'd question you if you didn't have questions for her. This is why you still suffer, because you haven't got the answers you need. It's a self torture mechanism. Not one you made intentionally, it just happened."