A/N: yay: no school rocks...lol it gives me time to write the end of the chapter. enjoy homies

Chapter Nine;

"Hey Delilah, can you grab me a soda from the fridge please?" Adam called over his shoulder as he flipped through the channels trying to find something for the both of them to watch. Delilah was in the kitchen and heard his request. Though she rolled her eyes, she went to the fridge to get the soda her boyfriend had requested. She could hear the television finally rest on the channel her obsessed boyfriend was looking for.

It felt as though the thousands of screaming fans were in her home every night. Delilah was getting sick of it, but she loved her boyfriend and no matter how much she wanted to smack him across the face sometimes she couldn't.

But still, there was part of Delilah that felt she was unnoticed half the time they were together. For the past half of the year, all Adam really was focused on was getting a wrestling career on track. She leaned against the counter and fiddled with the soda can rim. At this point in her life, she was more focused on school herself.

She looked out side the window hovering over her sink. It was raining, part of the reason she loved living in Toronto. She snapped out of her thoughts and walked to the living room. She climbed over the coffee table behind the couch and plopped a seat next to him. Handing him the soda he lifted his arm and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"Adam…I think we need to talk..." Delilah whispered, looking at the flooor almost sadly.

"What do you mean?" He asked, scooting over to examine her. She tried to smiled and took his hand in hers.

"I just think we both have different objectives at this point and-"

"Sweetie, this isn't about the wrestling thing is it?"

"Well, yes and no. We both have out views right now and we're focusing more on what we want with those goals. I just think we can be more focused on those goals if we aren't trying to do other things." Adam never said anything but just got up, grabbed his keys and left.

Delilah was left sitting, fiddling with the necklace he had given her for her birthday a week ago. She began to cry and curled up on the couch.

Lisa knocked on Delilah's door and waited for an answer. When there wasn't one she turned the knob and peeked around the corner. She was sitting on the edge of her bed fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

"Are you ready? It's almost seven and you know how hard it is to get downtown from here." She told her, sitting on the bed next to her friend.

"No…I'm not ready. I thought I would be ready to do this. But I can't do this…" Delilah answered, getting up and going over to her jewelry box and pulling out a necklace. She slid it over her head and turned back to Lisa. "Do I look like I'm ready ? Cause honestly I feel as if I'm going to throw up." She told her sitting back down on the bed with a glum look on her face.

"Why am I doing this? Isn't it enough that he broke my heart once, and now I'm going to dinner with the guy…"

"Yeah but you better hurry though or else you wont be on time," Lisa yawned handing Delilah her keys and shoving her out the door.

Delilah was surprised there wasn't that much traffic on her way to the subway, but that wasn't enough to keep her mind off of what she was about to do. She hated Adam, and yet deep down in side she knew that some how she still loved him. She found a parking spot near the subway and got out of her car.

Trhough the windows she could see Adam sitting in the corner of the booth fiddling with the lid of his drink. She debated just leaving but she was already in side. She walked to the table he was sitting at and took a seat across from him.

He seemed to perk up when she did sat down and he immediately grabbed her hands.

"Listen, Delilah, the reason I invited you out tonight is because, you've been on my mind lately and…"

"I think we should get back together…" She cut him off and spoke her mind with a slight smile. She knew she was probably going to regret everything but she had no choice she really wanted to.

"What?" He asked, just as startled as she was about what she said.

"I just…well…when I broke up with you, I said that we had a lot on our minds than our relationship. I just figured now that we got our lives together…" She told him, fiddling with his fingers nervously. He grabbed her hand and laughed.

"That's what I had on mind," He smiled, leaning over the table and kissing her on the cheek. He moved sides and slid in next to her where he kissed her on the lips before holding her in his arms.

Delilah smiled into his chest. For the first time in forever she felt like her old self again.

"Are we interrupting anything?" She heard a familiar voice ask from the end of the table. Adam and her broke apart and she felt her eyes widen.

"Naw, just talking. But you sure know how to interrupt a moment don't you John." Adam sighed, looking at Delilah with a frown on his face.

"In that case, mind if we join you?" John asked, nodding his head towards a blond on his right.

"I don't care, I guess. You and Torrie just go on and sit yourselves down." Adam said sarcastically, but John and his blonde companion sat down. Delilah felt her eye twitch as the blonde sat across from her and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Torrie. You must be the girl Adam's always talking about." She said extending her hand Delilah took it and smiled her sweetest smile.

"I'm Delilah." She told her, trying not to grit her teeth.

"Oh…that kind of sounds like a porn stars name…" Torrie laughed, watching as Delilah blew a strand of curled hair out of her face. The table was silent for a few moments. It was the awkward silence. Delilah kept trying to avoid eye contact with John, who every time she did look at him had some what a disappointed look on his face.

"So…Adam, any plans tomorrow on your day off?" John broke the silence, clearing his throat. Torrie smiled up at him and turned back to Delilah.

"I know what we're doing tomorrow." She giggled with a wink. Delilah had to gag, but try and keep it secret.

"Eh, well I'm probably just going to hang with my girl here." He smiled, putting his arm around Delilah who smiled back at him. He kissed her forehead and then turned back to John with a smirk on his face. They kind of stared at each other for a moment, john was scowling. Delilah turned her head to look back at Torrie who was glaring at her.

"uh…Adam, do you want to go back to the apartment?" She asked, not meaning to sound suggestive but doing so. He smirked and replied with a kiss.

"Well, see ya losers." He told the two and Delilah grabbed her purse and left the restaurant quickly.

"I don't think that Torrie likes me," she told him, as he linked his fingers with hers.

"I think she sees you as a threat…" He replied thinking as they walked to Delilah's car.

"What…why would she think that?" She asked quickly.

"Well, because of your history with john." He said, opening the car door for her.