Is It So Wrong To Be In Love? (Never Shout Never fan fiction)

CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater: Chapter eight

-Delilah's POV-

 

Since Chris was still gone, I decided to tweak his anniversary present. I pulled out my aucostic guitar, from under my bed, and tried to quietly strummed the chords and hummed the lyrics lightly. During the time that I hadn't been with Chris, I had nothing to do, so I did a lot of song writing, and even began posting my songs on YouTube. Chris really had me in a love daze, even though we've only been together a month, it really felt so much longer than that, since during half of it, I'd spent practically every moment with him. Even though he was acting weird now, I didn't think much of it. A few minutes later I heard foot steps coming closer, I quickly put my guitar and song sheets back under the bed.

"Back." Chris said half smiling, as he walked into the room. I smiled and motioned for him to lay with me. He asked me about what I did over the 2 weeks, and I told him about the YouTube thing, and that I'd been writing more songs. He did some puppy dog begging for me to play one, but I refused, because I didn't want to let any surprises slip from the song I'd been writing from him.

"So what about your two weeks?How was it at Warped?" I asked. Chris tensed up a bit, and squeezed me hand a bit. Jeez! He's really acting weird! Did something happen over at Warped? 

"Are you alright Chris? You seem distant..." I trailed off. He nodded his head and smiled, but it looked like a forced smile. Awkward silence.

"Lilah, you home?" My mom called from down stairs, I heard the door close behind her. Sigh. I hopped out of the bed and went down stairs, Chris followed behind.

"Hey mom." I said once I saw her, she was sitting the kitchen drinking tea.

"Hello m'am, I'm Chris." Chris said politely.

"Hello Chris, nice to meet you. I'm Michelle, and feel free to just call me by my first name." My mom said to Chris. He nodded, smiling.

"So when are we going to dinner? Your dad is already home, he's just changing shoes." My mom asked.

"Um, now?" I said, looking at Chris, he nodded in agreement. Since we were all in agreement, we headed to a place called Green, it's a vegetarian restaurant. We couldn't find any vegan restaurants since our town is so small. We usually don't eat vegetarian food, but I told my parents that Chris is vegan, and my mom wanted him to feel comfortable. My parents went in their own car, and Chris and I went in mine. We didn't talk during the car ride, so we just listened to Something by The Beatles. I sure did love that song.

When we got to the restaurant, we ordered our drinks and food, and sat in a booth, with Chris by my side. My parents and Chris did the general amount of talking. They asked him about his music,  and his family and Joplin. And Chris talked to them very respectfully. It made me happy that they're all getting along well. I just observed and smiled. While I ate my veggie stir fry, my phone vibrated; I got a text message. Casually I opened the message, it was from an unknown number, and it was a picture of Stacy in her bra with Chris sleeping right next to her, in his bunk. My mouth fell open, and I dropped the fork. My family and Chris started looking at me. Chris tried to peek at what was on my phone, but I turned off the screen fast.

"Um, sorry...I'm going to go to the restroom..." I said scooting out of the booth and quickly walked into the girl's restroom. When I was in the restroom, I re-opened the message again, and looked at it with a mixture of betrayal/sadness/anger/confusion. So many thoughts ran through me at once. Why did Chris cheat on me!? Was it because I didn't put out? He never made a gesture or move saying he wanted to take it to the next level. But he cheated on me with Stacy?! When did Stacy even get back to Warped? I thought Stacy and I were friends...no wonder she acted so strange when I told her about Chris and I.This is why Chris has been acting strange! I paced back in forth in the restroom, running one hand through my hair, and the other hand was gripping tightly on my phone. I chewed on my lip, thinking of what to do. I wasn't sure if I should bring it up now, since my parents are here, but I can't sit through the rest of dinner, pretending like everything is just fine. I decided to pretend like I got food sickness, and go home. Then once at home, I'll confront Chris.

When I went back out to the dining area, I faked being sick, and they believed me. On the way home, it was hard for me to just sit next to Chris normally, but I was going to wait til we got home to confront him. We walked to my bedroom in silence, and Chris casually sat down on my bed, about to say something, but I spoke first.

"Chris...if you ever did something bad, would you tell me?" I asked quietly, looking him straight in his eyes. He looked down in deep thought, he took in a deep breath, but then I just said, "Why did you cheat on me? And don't you dare say you didn't, because I saw a picture of you and Stacy in bed together!" I said raising my voice.

"I was planning on telling you tonight, so you wouldn't hear it from someone else! I feel like shit because of it, okay...I was drunk and Stacy took advantage of me, I wouldn't dare even think to do that if I was sober. How did you find out anyways?" Chris said looking at me, I couldn't tell his emotion though.

"An unknown number sent it to me, so I don't know. " We both were silent. I wasn't sure how to feel now, I was still hurt. Even though he didn't mean to do it, I still felt betrayed. I just felt like being alone, and needed more time to think, without having to make any rushed decisions that I'd regret.

"Chris I kinda just need a night or so to think..." I said looking down. I heard him sigh. He got up from the bed, and looked like he was about to come and hug me, but then stopped and walked solomly out the door.

-Chris's POV-

I walked out feeling like a robot. When I left, I didn't take my bags, because I had hope that I'd go back soon, but probably just not tonight. I found a convenient store and I bought a pack of cigarettes and then continued walking in meaningless direction. I wanted to talk to her and make things better with Lilah, but what do I say? I basically told her everything that there was to tell, but I wasn't sure what was stopping her from being with me.  I'd probably hurt her more than I realized. I felt like a complete ass though, I'd never do that willingly, not ever! Damn Stacy ruined everything for me. I didn't want to ruin things permanently with Lilah, she's been one of the best things to happen to me in a while, and I don't want to push or mess that up. I'd also gotten her anniversary present together, but God knows when I'd give it to her after all this. After walking for an hour, I stumbled upon a grimy looking motel, but I was tired and decided to settle there for the night.

I laid down, trying to process what I should say to fix things, but nothing came to mind. Like my body was shutting down on thought when I needed it most. I held my phone on Delilah's contact trying to think of a text to send her, but just couldn't type anything. Frustrated and a tad angry, I finally drifted into an uncomfortable sleep.

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