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Delilah's POV
I don't really smoke cigarettes I'm with blunts and cigars. But right now I need anything I can get. When I feel a panic attack coming I need to smoke until I get to my safe place.

My safe place isn't a place on some cliff or at the river or at the beach. It's in Gus's arms, before Gus, Andrew was my safe place. When Andrew left the picture i had no safe place. Even though Angel was my best friend she still wasn't safe for me, she was very dangerous.

I had a special secret pack of pink cigarettes. Only for emergency's tho. I take the pack of cigarettes out of a pocket from my purse. I take one out and light it. There's a sudden warm feeling that I feel every time i exhale smoke. I decided to finally put the cigarette down and call Andrew for the first time in years.

I found his contact in my phone and I clicked on it. I was very hesitant, I really don't want him to hate me for leaving. I hope he still feels the same about me. I need him.

*phone rings*
*phone rings*
*phone rings*
*phone rings*
*phone rings*
Andrew- Delilah???
Delilah- Oh shit, i can't believe you actually answered.
Andrew- Stop cussing, you know how I feel about you cussing.
Delilah- I'm sorry. Can we talk? I need your help.
Andrew- Where are you? I'm coming to get you.
Delilah- Oh I'm not in LA anymore....
Andrew- Baby I know, I'm not dumb, send me the address.
Delilah- Oh um yeah I'm sending it right now.
Andrew- Good girl, I'll see you in 10 minuets.
Delilah- Okay bye Andrew...
Andrew- Goodbye darling.

Andrew and I met in middle school. I was never really bullied in school...well that's what I thought. According to Andrew I was very naive and easy to control. I would do anything anyone told me to do. I thought that was what friends do...Then I met Andrew.

He's like Gus in many ways. They both are very protective and possessive. They both  fought almost every guy that wanted to get with me. They both are very tall, sweet and super funny. Andrew on the other hand likes to treat me like a baby. He use to make me sit on his lap at lunch and sometimes in class.

I was only aloud to talk to straight girls. He has nothing against the LGBTQ community he just didn't want me to stop liking guys I guess. Then a new kid came to our school. His name was Alexander, he was crazy. Alexander wasn't so bad looking. He had fair skin, lots of curly brown hair and green eyes. He had some groupies but he never paid attention to them. I always wondered why he only paid attention to me. I hope he is found....I hope he rots in prison for what he did.

I snapped out of my trance when I seen a graphite grey lotus exige pull up next to me.

"Hello darling, you look beautiful. Get in I don't want anyone looking at you. Now that I have you back I need a favor from you. Gustav Ahr... yeah whoever that is...break up with him or I'll hurt him really bad. You choose."

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Bye my crispy bois😏👌🏽

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