What Is True Love?

Chapter 3

Delilah's POV

Today has to be the most boring day in history! In all my classes, all the teachers did was talk and talk and talk. At least they talked so much that I didn't have homework tonight.

I made my way to the locker room to dress up for soccer practice. Most of the girls were already dressing out. Everything was going fine until I realized I  had forgotten to pack my prewrap in my bag. My fringe can't possibly stay out of my face without prewrap!

"Hey guys! Does anyone of you have extra prewrap I could use?" Oh please God let there be someone in here with prewrap.

"I have prewrap. Here, catch." Sophia through me her full roll of prewrap and I thanked God for the help. I cut a piece off and through it back to her.

"Thank you so much Sophia!" We made it out to the field and warmed up before the coach got there. Amy and I lead the warmups today. We did butt kicks, high knees, soldiers, bend n snaps, and a couple sprints. Then we stretched what we needed, and by the time we finished, coach had gotten here.

I took out all my stress during practice, working extra hard. The difficult thing was we only had half the field since the guys soccer team were using the other half. Coach told us our game schedule for the year at the end of practice and let me tell you that it was busy. Hopefully we'll make it to states this year.

I packed up quickly and made my way to the parking lot. I saw my sister leaning against my car waiting for me, but she wasn't alone. She was talking to... him.

"Oh... hey Delilah... um.. Drew here said he needed a ride home.. I thought maybe you could give him a lift I mean its on the way home." I glared at her hoping she'd get the hint that I hated her so much at this moment. How could she even think of bringing him here like seriously? Does she not see that me and him aren't on good terms anymore.

"I don't think so Grace. My dad wants us to go straight home. I don't have time to take... Drew home too." I gritted my teeth as I said his name. It hurt to even say it. I turned to get into my car when he finally spoke up.

"Oh come on Delilah. You can't possibly still hate me for what happened months ago. Let it go Del just give me a lift I won't bother you again just do me this favor." Tears threatened to spill from my eyes as he called me by the nickname he had given me. God I missed hearing him speak to me. I pushed back my tears and nodded for him to get in my car.

Once we were all in the car, the car fell into an awkward silence. I reached to turn the radio on just as he did also and my hand touched his. The sparks I used to get when he touched me went off and I pulled my hand back as if I were burnt. He seemed to feel nothing because he just continued to find a good song on the radio. I let out a frustrated sigh and drove faster so he could get out of my car.

When we got to his house he sat there for a minute before saying bye to my sister and then putting his hand on my shoulder letting those damn sparks to go off again. I took a sharp intake of air and turned to face him. His beautiful blue green eyes looked even better than I had remembered.

"Thanks for the ride Delilah. I'll text you later k?" He gave me a kiss on the cheek and got out of my car. A tear fell from my eye, and I wiped it away quickly. I drove home quickly and ran out of my car, inside the house, and up to my room. The moment I shut my door, the tears I had held in fell from my eyes. I crawled over to my stereo and blasted Bring Me The Horizon's Don't Go. The music drowned out my cried. I could barely breath and I was starting to shake. I went over to my bedside drawer and took out the box inside. I opened it and inside was my collection of blades that I haven't used in 2 months. I pulled out one of them and rolled up my sleeve. The tears wouldn't stop falling from my eyes and the pain in my chest was too much to bare. I needed a release and I needed it now. I took the blade and cut into my wrist. It wasn't deep but it was deep enough to draw blood. I sat there staring at what I had done. I was 2 months clean from cutting myself and I just thru those 2 months away. I knew it wouldn't be long till the next time I relapsed... I was weak and I deserved this.

I went to my bathroom and rinsed off my wrist then wrapping them up to stop the bleeding. I pulled my sleeve down and went to lay on my bed. I felt numb... I felt dead. How could he just act like he hadn't ripped my heart to shreds. It felt so good to hear him talk to me but it brought horrible memories back that I didn't want to remember.

Why did he leave? I hadn't done anything to him but give him my love. I gave him everything he wanted and yet it wasn't enough to keep him... I cried myself to sleep. I dreamt of nothing but darkness. I just wish he hadn't left me...

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Hey... So this chapter is kind of a downer.... but that's how I feel right about now. Oh love sucks... anyways hope you guys have a Merry Merry Christmas ^-^ I know I am having a great Christmas with the family. Btw that's Zakk Evan Buchanan playing as Drew... that damn sexy heart breaker smh...
Next update will be hopefully tomorrow if not the day after that.
~~Marieexoxo