delivery girl

Ch.2

That night, when Daniel got home, he curled into a ball and went on his phone.

'Oh my god...' He thought as he came across the video of his beatdown on Facebook.

'I wanna die..' He thought, watching the footage of his face getting pounded in by Zack.

'I guess I'm a Facebook star now.' He thought bitterly, looking at how the video had 69,211 likes and 17,145 comments.

'I'm a waste of space.' He thought as he sniffled.

All of my confidence and determination that I tried so hard to get

'I'm fucking garbage! I'm screwed!' Daniel thought, tears running over his cheeks.

Disappeared just like that.

Nothing but mockery on my phone

He looked at the video and comments.

No friends here.

Daniel scrolled through his empty contacts, his mom and takeout numbers don't count as friends.

What had been my comfy little nest was now filled with an appalling loneliness.

'I'm here! I'm human! I'm here!' Daniel thought as he cried.

To overcome it, I began to sob endlessly.

And I was famished from bawling.

After his pity fest, Daniel wiped the snot off his face and sighed, grabbing his phone and calling one of the food joints he had seen on his walk before... you know.

After he hung up, Daniel flopped back onto his bed and stared at his ceiling.

After what could have been anything from fifteen to forty five minutes, a knock on the door startled Daniel, who was just about to doze off.

He grumbled as he rolled out of bed, not even bothering to put a shirt on as he padded over to his front door.

He grumpily flung his door open, just wanting to get his food and send the delivery guy off.

"Good evening." A smooth, feminine voice said, effectively breaking Daniel out of his grumpy aura.

He looked up, craning his neck so he could do so, he was met with (e/c) eyes with dark circles under them.

"H-Hi." Daniel stuttered, too busy admiring the girl in front of him to formulate a proper response.

The girl was speaking to him, but Daniel was too focused on the way her plush, glossy lips formed the words.

He was broken out of his totally-not-creepy trance when the girl began to snap her fingers in front of his face to regain his attention.

"Hey, earth to little guy." She called, unaware of the reason why Daniel has suddenly zoned out on her.

Daniel shook his head and looked back up at the girl with a mortified blush.

He was about to apologize more than he probably had to before the girl said something along the lines of-

"He really messed you up, huh?"She said casually, tilting her head to look down at him.

Daniel paused, "...Excuse me?" He asked, not sure if he heard her properly or not.

"Oh, sorry. You're the guy from Facebook, right?"

Daniel paused for a moment, looking up at her.

Her expression didn't change.

'Damn, even the late night delivery girl recognizes me.' He thought defeatedly.