Chapter 11: Our Lips are Sealed
I was still in the hospital three weeks later, in the psychiatric ward, being evaluated to see if I needed to stay longer. J.T. visited every other day, telling me stories of what was going on at school, but never asking me what was going on with Craig and me, we never talked about not talking. Ellie visited occasionally, sometimes alone, sometimes with Sean or Ashley. Hazel visited too and brought me makeup and flowers.
Meanwhile, at school, things were going on that J.T. didn't tell me about. Craig was on a mission.
"Ellie." Craig comes up behind her at her locker.
"Craig."
"I need your help."
"Why should I help you? You're the ex-boyfriend of my best friend."
"Come on, please?"
"Fine. I'm guessing this is about Delia."
"It is. You're really close to her, I need you to tell me everything about her- what she likes, what she doesn't like, what she likes for dinner, what she likes รก la carte."
"I'll type it up for you and have it for you by the end of the day. And Craig?"
"Yes?"
"Don't tell anyone I'm doing this for you." Ellie walks away.
At the end of the day she handed him a sheet of paper that said this:
Delia Blair McKenzie:
Born: May 23, 1988
Favorite Movie: Moulin Rouge
Favorite Actor: Ewan McGregor or Jude Law
Favorite Actress: Molly Ringwald
Siblings: Sister, Clarke
Favorite Color: White
Favorite Band: The Beatles, Nirvana
Favorite Female Singer: Ani DiFranco
"Thank you, Ellie. I needed this."
"Craig... you're wasting your time. She's desperately in love with J.T."
"Yea... but she digs me, I can tell."
"Cocky, are we?"