Delilah
June 5, 2014

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I lay down, staring up at my pearly white sealing as I watched my fan spin around and around. I listened to Sophia and Megan’s chatter for a bit before I sat up and looked at them both. They stilled carried on their conversation as I placed a pillow in my lap and hugged it, resting my chin on it as l stared blankly, counting the hills on my sheets.

It’s been two days since I have seen Conner or heard his deep voice. It’s also been two days since I last heard or seen harry, as well.

“Delilah,” I hear Megan utter, snapping me out of my daze “Are you okay?”

I then nodded and gave them a smile “Yeah, everything is fine.. Why?” I questioned her

“You just seem a bit… out of it today” Sophia butted in. Megan nodded in agreement to Sophia’s statement before they both glanced at each other then back at me.

“I Don’t know its just-“ I then paused for a moment, pending if I should tell them about what happened with Conner that one night or confess the details about when Conner visited a couple days ago. I kept pressuring myself to tell them but I knew they would take it too far or out of hand with Sophia’s melodramatic attitude and Megan’s way of not taking anything seriously. “Its just my mom and I’s relationship hasn’t been so well..” I lied, I knew I wasn’t the right choice but what other choice did I have? Telling the truth and letting them put false explanations in my head? That’s really not what I need at the moment.

“Is it about her throwing out your dad’s stuff?” Megan asked, twisting around in a spinning chair, not really giving a shit.

“I mean that’s part of it, don’t get me wrong I want us to have a strong and customary relationship that all Daughters and mothers have but… I don’t know where to start…” I came clean.

“Well have you guys talked?” Sophia interrogated as she played with the ends of her sandy blonde hair.

“Not really… a bit here and there but never full conversations”

“Well, maybe you should go talk to her now” Sophia shrugged before leaning back in my purple beanbag chair.

I then looked at her like she was crazy “Now? You sure now is a good time?”

“I mean, its now or ever”She smiled.

“I think you mean now or never..” Megan chuckled before she grabbed my desk to prevent her from spinning any longer.

“Whatever” Sophia uttered, “All I’m saying is go... Now… Come on” She demanded before moving her hands towards the door and pointing at it.

I let a sigh escape my lips before scooting to the edge of my bed and elevating myself off of it. “Good luck!” Megan smiled before I opened the door and stomped down the stair, wondering if I should just go to the kitchen and go back upstairs later and lie that I had the talk with her, but I knew I had to get through this. “Mom..” I called out once I reached the bottom of the stair case

“I’m in here..” She replied. I followed the voice of where I heard it come from before I saw her laying on the couch, flipping through the channels on the TV.

“What are you watching?” I posed, trying the least bit I could to make conversation.

“Oh, Just some How I Met Your Mother…” She mumbled pressing a button, making the TV go black “Well I was... Nothing is on really” She shrugged before tossing the remote next to her in the midst of a sigh.

“Oh, Okay...” I muttered before I clapped my hands together and shot her a small smile.

She kindly returned the gesture “So, Do you and the girls want to go somewhere? Or what..” She asked, expecting me to ask her for a favor but I lightly shook my head.

“Oh…” She mumbled “Then what do you com down here for?” She asked, coming across a bit confused.

“We should talk” I blurted out before taking a seat next to her. I felt like a girl about to break it off with her boyfriend or a person about to grant someone bad news, but it wasn’t, it was good news… Right?

“Okay, what about?” She asked, leaning on the arm rest of the coach as she looked at me, expectantly.

“I think we should repair our relationship,” I admitted, “You know, as mother and daughter because I really miss it. I know I may not show it or have tried in the past to fix it but I’m trying now..”

She subsequently smiled a genuine smile. Not a fake one she has been doing to make it seem like everything was alright “I’d like that… I know we wont ever be the same or as close as we were..” She then trailed off, gazing at the carpet for a tad prior to looking at me again “But the least we can do is try..”

I then nodded, not knowing what to utter to any further extent. Was that it? Was that all I really had to do. It seemed to easy to be true but I guess my life is getting easier now… possibly even getting better….

“hey, I have to head out to work in a bit. I will be off around 11:30, but if you girls need anything just give me a call. ” She told me with a smile

“Will do...” I assured her before she hoisted herself up off of the couch, walking into her room, preparing to go to work.






Sophia, Megan and I lay, sprawled out on the couch, munching on some popcorn and ice cream while watching Mean Girls run on my TV in the living room. I sat there, knowing every word from word in my head, mumbling them to myself.

“You cant sit with us..” I said out loud at the same time Gretchen Weiner cried it out.

“Ugh, Delilah… How many times have you seen this movie” Sophia groaned as she stole the bowl or buttery popcorn from my grasped and popped some into her mouth.

“Who hasn’t seen this movie over and over again..” I said before scooping some ice cold rocky road ice cream that was semi-melting onto my spoon.

“This movie is the shit” Megan smiled.

“Well, I haven’t seen it over and over..” Sophia sputtered.

“Who hurt you..” Megan said, making me laugh and Sophia roll her eyes. “Oh come on,” Megan proclaimed, “Don’t be such a little girl”

“I’m not a little girl, I just don’t like people talking during movies” Sophia poorly defended herself as she looked at her phone. “It’s 11:23… I have church in the morning..” She told us before elevating herself off the couch.

“You’re taking me home?” Megan tried to utter but it came out more in the vein of a question.

“Yeah, come on” Sophia agreed before she grabbed her backpack, placing it upon her shoulder. “Bye, Delilah… See you on Monday” She smiled before opening my front door and walked out, followed by Megan

“Adios, Amigo!” Megan waved before closing the door behind her.

I sighed before glancing around, staring at the mess we made. I groaned, not really wanting to pick up the muddle, but I didn’t want my mom to come home and pick it up after work. She would probably already be drained. So, I obligated myself to get up from my comfy, warm, and relaxing mark on the couch with a groan. I grabbed the half empty bowl of popcorn that had more kernels then popcorn and started to lay trash down inside it. Once the trash was all picked up I took a hold of our ice cream carton, which now contained thawed out rocky road ice cream. I then slugged to the kitchen, throwing the ice cream in the waste bin, followed by the trash in the bowl before placing the bowl in the sink.

“I’m so tired!” I scream in my house, knowing I wouldn’t bother anyone since no one was home. I let a yawn escape me prior to heading up my carpeted stairs. Once I was done towing myself up that dreadful staircase I opened the door to my room and plopped myself on my dreamy bed. I heard the slam of a car door shut close. ‘probably just my mom..’ I said to myself before getting up and walking to my closet.

I perceive sound of my front door opening and shutting as I pulled out a shirt and a pair of shorts. I slowly peeled off my blue sweater before putting on an over sized shirt that I was the last of my dad’s shirts that I managed to keep from my mother. I then quickly pulled down my shorts, trying to hurry up to go meet my mom and ask her how work was but I felt two pairs of hands get placed on my hips “Thank you for that peep show…” I heard someone growl into my ear.

I stood there, in shock as I could feel my heart begin to race, I was confused and scared. I tried to move away from the person but his grip only tightens. I wanted to scream, but I was scared to. “Oh, jailbait…” he whispered. Conner.

I could smell the alcohol that was lingering off of his breath as he gripped my shirt, tugging at it. “Stop..” I cried, I could feel the tears begin to form in my eyes as he lifted it up a bit “No.. Stop!” I said even louder as I jabbed my elbow into his gut, making his let out a groan and let me go before he clutched his stomach.I then took this chance to get out of my closet, running past him but I was too slow as he gripped my hair, making me whimper. “Please stop, please” I begged as he dragged me to my bed and threw me down, holding my now red wrist down, as he straddled my waist.

“Oh, Poor poor poor jailbait” he laughed as he placed his hand on my cheek, caressing it, “I wont hurt you..”

“Please, don’t…” I said as tears began to spew out of my eyes.

“Awh don’t cry, baby girl” he said in a fake remorseful tone “I’m going to make you feel good”

“No, stop it, Conner!” I yelled before his hand quickly rose up and slapped against my right cheek.

“Shut up and be quiet!” He hollered, as he furrowed his eye brows “Y-You’re going to like this..” He stuttered over his words. His hands then trailed against my shirt playfully slow before they reached my panties.

“No, No, No..” I sobbed but he placed one of his hands on my mouth, muffling my whimpers and pleading.

His hands reached the front of my panties as he slowly began to rub. I began to squirm, trying to get out of his tight grip, but to no avail. “Oh, I bet you’re so tight, jailbait” He purred before he bit his lips, gazing at me.

He continued this for a while before the look of headlights or a car creep through my blinds. Conner hastily turned his head, taking his attention away from me. I could feel his grip loosen up and I took this opening to push him off of me, making him fall down onto the floor with a thud. I then darted out of my room and down the stairs as quickly as I could “Mom!” I yelled.

“Jailbait, Come back here! I’m not going to hurt you!” I heard Conner say from behind me.

I almost reached my front door however I felt a pair of hands grab me, pinning me up against the cold hard wall. I felt pain shot up to my wrist as I heard a slight crack from how much force he used to pin me. I cried out in pain as he looked at me in shock, “I … I didn’t mean to hurt you…I” He said, letting me go as I slid down with my back against the wall.

“I..I..” He couldn’t get his words out, me just looked at what he did, coming back to reality.

“Get out.. Leave!” I begged.

He quickly scurried out of my house, slamming the door behind him. I sat there, taking in what all just happened as I stared down at my wrist. I felt it throbbing with pain as I heard my mom coming dashing through the door “Delilah!” She hollered.

“Mom...” I said softly, not looking up at her.

She then quickly rushed to my side, “I am so sorry, who did this, what happened, my baby girl” She hurried her words so I could barley comprehend what she was asking. “Delilah… Who did this..” She said as she cuddle my cheeks with her hands and slowly pulled my face to face hers.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, who did do this? I know it was Conner, but it wasn’t. It was drunk Conner.. that was it. Drunk Conner… Drunk.

Notes

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