Keanu

Chapter 17: That Was Easy

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Chapter Seventeen: That Was Easy

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Dehlia's POV

It's been almost a week, 6 days to be exact, since me and Keanu's date, since my dad gave me that horrible beating. He's been living in the house for a while and ever since I've been locked up in my room, only exiting to grab enough food for the day when he goes off to work. The bruises were so bad that I had to sneak out Monday morning when he left to go to the hospital to get stitches. My bruises were way too bad to be hidden without being noticed hence why I didn't even bother going to school.

Two nights ago he disappeared with a suitcase and didn't return. You can't even imagine the bliss and joy I felt in my heart when I watched him drive away from my bedroom window. I just hope he doesn't return soon, especially not now because I don't wanna be caught in his room looking through his stuff. The night of the beating he took my phone away and I've been searching for it since yesterday with no luck.

I sigh in desperation and plop down on my parent's bed. I guess the world finally decided to be fair to me again because as I sat down I heard a vibration coming from under the bed. I quickly stood up and moved the mattress to the side and there it was. My phone. I literally almost cried.

I move the matress back in position,  exit their room and enter mine. I immediately charge my phone and read through my messages. I have 74 missed calls and 632 text messages from Damon. I skim through the texts and most of them are just him being over dramatic asking why I wasn't at school, why I'm not answering the door, if I'm even in town, if I'm okay, what happened on my date and then he threatened that if Keanu was the reason I wasn't in school that he would cut his balls off with a hospital spoon. Don't ask me why with a spoon or why the spoon is from a hospital. That's just classic Damon.

I quickly replied, lying that I had to go visit family and forgot my phone at home. He instantly replied that he'll be here in five but I quickly stopped him saying I was really tired and wanted to rest. And that wasn't a lie. I charged my phone, not bothering to look at the other texts, then locked my door and climbed into bed. I was exhausted.

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The next morning my ringing phone woke me up.

"Hello?"

"Don't tell me you're still in bed" I could literally hear his face-palm.

"I told you, I'm tired."

"It's halfpast 3. I'm gonna pick you up at 4 and you better be ready. By the way, we're going to the pool"

And with that he hung up. I lazily got out of bed and quickly showered and put on a pair of jeans and a hoodie. Not really a pool-ish look, I know, but I had bruises to hide. I quickly applied some make-up to cover up the ones on my face. Hearing Damon's beeping I ran down stairs and exited the house, locking the front door.

"Seriously Dee? It's like a million degrees" he says driving off.

"I'm sick" I shrugged and stole the burrito out of his hand finishing it.

We arrive at the pool and find a comfortable spot on the grass with shade.

"I feel uncomfortable leaving you here while I go swimming" he says and points to the pool where I spot a few other players.

"It's cool. I came prepared." I say taking out the book I brought incase this were to happen.

"You sure?"

"Yeeees. Now go, I wanna get my read on" I say laying backwards on the beach chair.

"Nerd" Damon comments as he lifts his shirt over his head. He throws it at my face and runs into the pool making a cannonball.  The guys cheered and I rolled my eyes at them continuing my reading.

After an hour of reading and watching them swim, I realized I haven't eaten yet.

"Damon!" I yelled at the figure exiting the pool.

"Yeah?" he asks running towards me.

"I'm hungry." I state pouting like a child.

"So?"

"So, I need food. Immediately"

"Well Nate's about to drive to the food court. Join him and bring me something. There's money in my backpack." he says quickly then sprints back to the pool.

I see Nate walking towards the exit and I quickly grab the money and go after him.

"um..Hey Nate" I smile at him as we now walk side by side.

"Hey Deliah" He smiles.

"Damon-" I start but he cuts me off.

"Yeah. I know. I heard the whole thing, you needing food immediately and such. " he says chuckling.

"Oh." I say feeling a little embarrassed and giving him a sheepish smile.

We drive to the food court and I order enough food and drinks just for incase.

When we get back to the pool I immediately start chewing. I didn't want to eat in Nate's super neat car so I was basically drooling at the delicious smell the whole way here.

After my meal I sat criss-cross and continued reading. A few minutes into the book arms circled around me and a kiss was planted on my cheek. Confused and angry I turned around to see Keanu sitting behind me.

"Hey darling" he smiles at me.  I nod at him and wipe my cheek. He quickly gives me another peck.

"Stop kissing me! " I say wiping of his kiss.

"Stop wiping off my kisses! " He gives another peck.

I roll my eyes and continue reading.

"Who reads at a pool?" He questions grabbing my book out of my hand.

"I do, now give it back." I stretch out my hand but he grabs it and gets closer to me.

"On one condition."

"Which is?"

"Go on another date with me," he smiles.

"I thought guys we're suppose to ask girls out on dates. Not tell them to go." I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Well then Deliah. Would you like to go out on a date with me, please?" he asks holding my hands in his.

"Nope."

"Come on! I even said please." he says now raising his eyebrows.

"You're gonna need to do a lot more than just say please." I shrug.

"Collins! Stop flirting and get your ass in the pool." Nate shouted. I guess they're cool now.

"I will get my date, darling" he winks, takes off his shirt and jumps into the water.

I couldn't help staring. Damn, those abs.

At around eight, Damon dropped me at my house. I stood by the doorway  for fifteen seconds and entered the house. The door was still locked and everything looked normal, but when I entered the kitchen I noticed the beer bottles. He was here. And I'm guessing he's going to be back in an hour or so. I quickly went up to my room and called Damon, he didn't pick up so I left him a voice mail and a text saying he needs to come pick me up ASAP, I'll explain later.

After changing into a black pair of leggings, sleeping boots and a comfortable, light hoodie,  I packed a few necessities into my backpack. I heard a knock at the door and quickly ran downstairs.

"Thank goodness you came. I'm gonna have to sleep at your house tonight." I say opening the door and shuffling with the keys.

"Well that was easy."

I quickly look up, almost breaking my neck, and see a smirking Keanu standing on my porch.

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