Obscured Tale of Delilah Sy

My Louie

Chapter 5

My Louie

I slowly opened my eyes and I smelled something familiar, oh it was like my favorite flavored coffee.

"Thank God you are awake." He said, handling me the coffee he made. I just stared at it and he put it down in the table beside my bed.

"Why are you here?"  Confusingly asked while glaring at him. I can't remember anything that happened last night, my last memory was he was kissing another girl and I ran away, I can't figure out the other scenes of last night's event.

He dodge my question, instead he asked me.

"Do you feel any better?" I nodded then he smiled at me. Is he back? Is my Louie back? But what happened?

He sat beside me in my bed and I felt his breath near my face, he tried to kiss me but I pushed him away. I don't understand myself right now. This is what I want right? I want him back but not this way. Not this feeling of confusion and leaving me hanging without any explanations at all. I want to know the reason why he kissed another girl last night.

I cried again. But I wiped it away and looked at him, he just looked away at me.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" I said with gritted teeth. Angry though my heart still skips a beat whenever he is around.

"You should take a shower first. Eat after you take a bath. I'll be back." And just like that, he leaves. 

He is so confusing, I wanted to throw all my tantrums at him but I can't, I am ashamed of myself. He is making me insane. I don't know what to do, please help me. I, I just don't know what to do with my life right now. With all these drama, I just want to have a peaceful life. A peaceful place in my heart but why! Why can't God give it to me.

I saw Steven, he was just staring at me while I cry. He get the towel and put it near my feet. The only being that still loves me unconditionally, is Steven, I hugged him.

I took a bath and do my thing. Eat and then I cleaned the house and I went back to my room. I went to the abandoned room of my father Simon. I just felt like going inside that room. I was just a bit curious of what is inside there.

I searched for something but I can't figure out what I should find. I don't exactly know why I am here. I just kept on searching in this dusty place full of insects. This room has been closed since he died. I looked over the place and I found something that I have never ever seen in my entire life. It was a box, maybe 16 inches long and its width is 5 inches, as I estimated. I took it and left the room. It was full of dust, I blew the dust away and cleaned it with a cloth. I was amazed by how it looked like. It looks so vintage.

My name was carved on that box. It was crazy but I was really curious of what information I might get from this thing. Will I know my true identity? 

I was nervous when I slowly opened it when I heard a loud knock on the door.

"Delilah?"

I opened it and saw him bringing some of his things.

"What are you doing with those stuffs?"

"From now on, I will be living here with you."

"WHAT? Are you crazy? No way! I will never allow you to do such things! You can't just decide on your own! I am not a child anymore! And fuck off, you said you are not my responsibility, then I am not your responsibility either." I blurted but the tears kept on falling in my cheeks, I wiped it away. 

"Hey." He said and reached into me.

"Hey I'm sorry, okay, Delilah, come on please. I did not mean to hurt your feelings that way."

"But you already hurt me. I gave you months, weeks and days Louie! But you never said a single word, I was just like a stranger to you and you don't know how it fucking hurts me."

"I know Delilah and I am so sorry, I know I was such a jerk for doing those terrible things to you and I admit I was wrong, I want you back. I mean, I can't afford to lose you now that my grandma is no longer here with us. She really thinks of you, everyday, you know, she loves you like how she loves me. You are such a special gem for her." I burst out of tears after hearing those things from him.

He buried my face into his chest, he hugged me tight. I hugged him back tighter as I can ever imagine.

"Sorry Delilah, I'm sorry for blaming all of these to you, I know it's not your fault." He tapped my back and comforted me like Simon always does whenever I can't stop crying. 

I slept with my eyes puffed but my tears are worth crying for, now that I have my Louie back into my life, I am just hoping that he will never leave and hurt me again.

I was amused that I haven't dreamed of that horrible nightmare anymore but last night I dreamed of something new. It was a sad dream and I could not imagine those things would happen to me for real. Everything was really gloomy, but things are getting clearer to me now. The box, the box was in my dream. The box where my name is carved and I am pretty sure that there is really something that I must know inside that vintage wooden box. My thoughts just can't rid of that thing.

"Good morning Delilah." My handsome Louie greeted me a smile, I kissed him in his cheeks. 

"What are you doing?" I asked, he was digging near the porch and Steven was helping him dig too.

"I am digging something." He said continuing to dig in.

"For what?" 

He smiled and stopped digging. He pulled off the gloves and went near me. His eyes looking only at me, it made my heart flutters for seconds. The way his lips curved and forms into a smile, that made my morning very beautiful. 

"I am digging a hole in that place because I am going to plant you roses." I saw his wide smile then I stared at his eyes, he is really doing his best to win me back, I hugged him. He never fail to make me this happy.

"Thank you, thank you Louie." He kissed me in my forehead.

"I love you Delilah." 

My face lit up like I had never heard those words from him, with no hesitations and replies I kissed his lips, I opened my mouth and invades his temple. He was touching my little face with his huge palms while I locked both of my arms into his neck. I don't want him to anybody else, I only want him for me, just me alone.

We had the best day of our lives. 

Rose is my favorite flower of all. A rose symbolizes me, because it has this painful thorns that could hurt anyone, when I was a kid, as I could still remember, I had a lot of bruises and scratches all over my knees and arms.

I was just playing outside and I saw this wonderful garden with beautiful roses. They attracted me with their red petals, some were even in the ground, trampled in mess but it never lessen the beauty of it. I was love at first sight of that beautiful thing that is in front of me. 

When I picked one rose I was hurt and there was a blood in the ground but it did not hinder me to wander in that garden full of roses. I don't know but I felt weird at that moment because every time I am hurt by its thorns I don't mind the pain and the most hilarious part was I just smiled at my blood dripping on the ground. I thought of myself being a rose, maybe, just maybe I also have this kind of thorn inside of me, where-in I hurt most people that loves me. I hurt Simon and now, I might be hurting Louie and I am scared of that deep thought of me being a rose but I can't stop and help but fall in love with it. They are beautiful but dangerous in some ways.