Keanu

Chapter 26: The Graveyard

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AN: HEYYY... Here's a long-ish chappie for you guys😊☺️☺️ *cough cough* Kinda late

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX : THE GRAVEYARD
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DELIAH'S POV

I run to the bathroom and directly into the first available stall. Automaticly I drop down onto my knees and empty my stomach. I keep hurling out my lunch untill my insides start to burn.

"Deliah?" someone asks followed by a knock. "You okay?"

"Yeah." I say standing up and flushing the toilet. I exit the stall and wash my hands before gargling water in my mouth and spitting it into the basin. The bathroom door opens and Damon steps inside.

"Here." he says handing me a napkin along with a strip of gum. "Thanks." I say gratefully wiping my lips and shoving the gum into my mouth.

I quickly fix my hair, making sure no vomit got into it when an announcement to gather in the assembly hall blasted through the intercom.

"I'm gonna head home." I say picking up my bag. "Are you sure? I can drive you." Damon replies fast.

"Yeah, I'm sure. We already know what they're going to say anyways. And I actually wanna walk." I say smiling before speed walking away from him and away from the school.

When I get home I don't even wait outside of the door because I'm pretty sure you can smell the stench of alcohol from my neighbor's house. I quickly enter the house and run up into my room before he can catch up to me, slamming my bedroom door as soon as I enter. I throw my bag onto the bed and run my fingers through my locks. Feeling tears at the brim of my eyes I try my best to force them back in.

Don't you dare cry, Deliah. Not for her! She got what she deserved. They wouldn't be crying if it was you.

I furiously wipe away any signs of remorse, almost poking out my eye when someone hammered loudly on door.

"Where were you last night? Deliah! I know you're in there!" he shouts knocking louder.

"Then leave me the hell alone you piece of trash!" I shout back louder.

Silence. That's his reply. I wonder for a moment if he actually did it, if he left. But then the hammering starts again and this time he's literally trying to break down my bedroom door.

"You better start praying because as soon as this door falls I'm going to kill you!" he shouts forcing his body into the door once more.

Panic runs through me as I think through multiple escape options. I decide on the window and grab my handbag before prying it open. Carefully I stick out one leg and then the other before balancing myself on the ledge. I slowly close the window before stretching out to grab a steady branch from the tree right outside my room. Successfully I get a hold of it then climb down the tree. As soon as my feet touch the ground I start running, not in any specific direction, I just run.

I feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins as I run, the feeling similar to last night's. Huh, somehow I'm always running, escaping from something.

I stop to catch my breath , feeling sweat dripping down my forehead. Quickly scanning around I notice that I'm outside the football field. I was about to keep walking north to Damon's house when I noticed a figure standing in the middle of the  field. I step closer to the fence and identify Nate. His curls are stuck to his forehead as he runs up and down doing multiple drills. He looks, frustrated? Sad? Honestly, he looks as if he himself isn't sure what he's feeling.