A/n: I love this chapter, it's filled with embarrassment. Enjoy! It may seem like I must type alot a day, but I typed this over the summer. I'm set until Thursday... bye!
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I don't know if I can yell any louder.
How many times have I kicked you outta here?
Or say something insulting.
I can be so mean when I wanna be.
I am capable of really anything.
I can cut you into peaces.
When my heart is,
Broken.
Please don't leave me.
Please don't leave me.
I always say how I don't need you,
But it's always gonna come right back to this.
Please don't leave me.
I forgot to say out loud.
How beautiful,
you really are to me.
I can't live without.
My perfect little punching,
punching bag.
I need you.
I'm sorry.
Please don't leave me.
Please don't leave.
I've always say how I don't need but it's always gonna come right back to this.
Please don't leave me.
Baby please, please don't leave me.
"Help cut the fruit, Delylah." my mom said. "'Kay," I mumbled and I walked in the kitchen. "Where's the knife?" I asked her. "Knife holder." she said like it was obvious. "Omigosh!" Laylah squeaked. "Who gave you that, it's all real? Can I borrow it. Lemme wear. it!" She threw questions at me. "Wait breath, breath I crooned I noticed how everyone was looking at me. Then I notice that Damon wasn't here. That little bastard! Left me here to fend for myself. "Well-uh...see. I'm just going to answer Laylah's questions. Damon gave it to me. No you can't borrow it. Yes it's real. No you can't barrow it because it's never coming off." I said in one big breathe. That was all I was saying. Well until my dad comes home. Or maybe when we get home.
I started cutting the strawberry heads. My second mom went to the store. Angie went with her. Everyone left besides me. I was left alone. I finished cutting up the fruit. I decided to look through the photo album. As soon as I grabbed the album Damon walked in. "Hey, I got hungry." he mumbled. "Don't talk I'm mad at you," I muttered, with attitude. "Why? Because I was hungry? Your insane!" He yelled. "Don't yell at me! Your being rude. I was joking but if you want to fight let's fight." I yelled back. I could see him getting ready to explode but he just said, "What ya looking' at." Pointing to the album. I push in off the couch nothing. He move at a inhumanly speed and grabbed the book. I tried to grab it out his hands but he pushed me on the couch and sat on me, going through the book.
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Damon sat on my lap and looked through the album. He turned to see the one when I was 3 and I didn't want to get in the bath so my dad took a picture of me naked. "Please get off of me." I begged. "No." he said. My dad walked in. "Hey guys?" my dad greeted us. Damon still won't get up. Damien walked in behind my dad. "That's suppose to go the other way. Just in-case you were wondering." he joked. I sneered at him. Is he setting out for me or something. Luckily for him, dad didn't say anything. Maybe he was happy I wasn't on top. "Ah, torture through the baby books! I should have thought of that one." he murmured. "Get off my legs going numb." I ordered. "Not til I'm done." he said. "Worst Christmas present ever." I muttered to myself.
After he got up and I shook of the pain I went upstairs to get Roxi. Witch my dad brought. She was still in the cadge. She was all excited. I opened the cage and she dodged straight out. I ran down stairs to chase her. By time I got there she was all over Damon. "Ha, like mother like dog." Damien teased. "I need to walk her. She's been in that cage since forever." Come on Rox." I called. Damon came to. The walk was going to be long, but Roxi kept eye-balling Damon. She looked back at him as we walked out the door. "I think she likes you." I told him. He grinned. He looked like he really needed to tell me something. Stalling much? I wanted to ask. But I had to keep myself calm and happy.
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We got out by the ocean and he looked confused. I stopped. "What's wrong?" I asked. "About Justin..." he started, I rolled my eyes. "We. Are. Just. Friends. Got it?" I said. "That's not it." he started. "Don't lie." I started to joke. "I'm not..." he tried again. I tried to just listen. "Look, Justin is Morco." he told me. I didn't know what to say. Here we go with the danger. I can't go through all of this again. I'm going to miserable until he kidnapped me again. This makes me think of last time. When I said to much danger would make me leave. It is. I'm debating at this moment if I should tell him to go home and tell him to stop loving me so he could take this ring. That I never want to see him again.
"Delylah?" he asked. I felt one tear come out my eye. "I- You gotta go home." I told him, but he looked confused. "Take this and I never want to see you again. I can't do danger. I- This isn't the life I signed up for. Sorry." By now many tears were coming out, but I hadn't sobbed. I walked away to towards the house. But I stopped. "Here, take it." I put my hand out towards him. "That's asking me to stop loving you. It's not happening." he told me. I nodded and walked away. Then I turned around. "How do you know all this, is this why your so over protective now?" I asked confused. "No and you know that." He said getting serious. I justed walked back to the house and went into my room. Roxi was scratching at the door, but she stopped and layed on the bed it was minutes before we fell asleep.
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When I woke up, actually my mom woke me up. "Hon get up were about to start the party." She said as she looked me in the eyes. "Ok I'll be down in a sec." I said as she walked out. When I got down stairs I seen more family than I'd expected, I mean I seen Everyone. It made me happy to see my family. Then my mom pulled me to the side and said you have some family here that I want you to meet it was my grandma, grandpa, my aunts, and my uncles. Everything was going smooth until I notice Damon wasn't here I started to worry. Damien came up to me. "You don't need to worry he said he was giving you space." He said. "How'd you" I started to say but Damien cut me off. "I can read you like a book." He said walking away.
I don't really enjoy parties my families at. So I was very happy when it ended because all the grown ups went out. Then that's when I noticed the ring was glowing. I went to the beach and sat in the sand, then I herd foot steps getting closer so I turned around. It was Damien. "I don't like seeing you like this." He said seriously. "Like what." I said confused. "You know don't play your in love and now your moping around."He said like he knew what it felt like. "Explain to me what happen with V-boy." he told me. I told him everything. From when I was kidnapped to Morco, then Justin, and the ring. Then the break-up. That was the hardest part. "Let's get this stupid ring off." Damien said.
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We were in my room struggling to pull the ring off. He tried butter, everything. I got a knife and I cut my finger. "What! We don't want if off that bad!" Damien yelled. I started to bleed and the ring turned slimy and turned into a animal. It was a lizard. It licked the blood, I noticed that the cut had healed. Great so the ring can find blood and heal me great. It harden again. "Alright, do what you think is best for you. I'm not here at the moment." he muttered. Sitting in the chair. "I don't think I ever want to see him again." I winced when I said again. "I agree, I can't keep saving you from evil vampires. I 'd have to grow more balls for that." He said jokingly. I was greatful for my brother. He gave me everything a little sister could possibly want. Hope.
Lying in bed that night, still in utter shock that me and Damon broke up. I could hear into his room. I could hear bags zipping, then un-zipping. It was very unlikely for a vampire to forget things. Over and over again. Although I could tell he was packing, I could also hear the sorrow in the zipping. It may sound weird, but as the zipping grew to get annoying I could hear it slowing. Then pausing. He didn't want to leave. I knew I didn't want to leave him either. But if it was life or death, only thing there is was death. Of zipping was getting me disappointing, and I definitely did want to pronounce on him at the moment. I turned on my music to drown out the sound and it worked. I layed there and soon went to sleep. With a 2 ton burden on my shoulders.
A/N: If you don't like to be dissapointed, avoid next chapter.
