Okay here is the next part. I hope to finish this story up in two more chapters. Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!

(About three months later, Third person POV)

"Hey Dee, are you coming out with me tonight?" Dorothea asked walking down the stairs. Delanie looked away from the TV with an empty stare; shaking her head no. "Come on you haven't been out in like over a month!" She tells her younger cousin.

"I don't feel like going out alright?" She says lowly, her voice deep and depressed.

"Fine," Thea said raising her hands up. "You win, sit home and pout." She rolled her eyes and clicked out of the house. Finally, she was all healed it took about two months and ever since she was able to go out by herself she did every chance she got, getting dressed up to kill and going out. Of course asking Delanie but, for the last two months hadn't done much of anything but, sit around and slowly lose weight off of her already small frame. Dorothea had decided to stay longer and Nat's mother had allowed it; happy to have someone around.

Delanie rolled her eyes, not impressed at all and walked into the kitchen to retrieve something to drink. As she stood in front of the fridge her hungry belly growled, telling her to eat but, she shook her head to herself. She didn't feel like cooking, so she grabbed a bottled water and walked back into the living room and resumed watching 'I Love Lucy' reruns. Just as the last episode was ending she heard her phone ring from upstairs.

She didn't bother rushing, so she took her time and by the time she got to her phone it had stopped ringing. Opening it, she found that it was Mia who had called. She hit the call button and listened to the phone ring until Mia finally answered.

"You called?" Delanie asked.

"Yeah, I was wondering if you were coming to my brother's pre-graduation party." She asked sweetly, trying to butter her up.

"Mia," She sighed heavily. "No, I won't be there."

"Come on Delanie, this is beginning to get on my nerves! You have to show up." Mia whined.

"I just don't feel up to it tonight okay?" She replied hoping the younger girl would leave it alone.

"Delanie, you know I love you but this is such bullshit! You and Vince broke up over two months ago and you haven't left the damn house since!" Mia yelled, praying her message would get across and all the while blind to see her words were pouring into deaf ears.

"I'm going now Mia, I'm sorry." With those two words she shut her phone and threw it against the closet is despair; the battery flew out of it and fell into her clothes basket. Tears burned behind her eyes as Mia's words replayed in her head like a broken fucking record; she just had to be reminded.

He had in fact, broke up with her.

Vince… the first guy she let get close to her in over two years after him; the guy who had used and abused her; breaking her heart. She swore that it would never happen again until Vince came along with his bad attitude and sweet smile, leaving her breathless. He was supposed to be different! Delanie had become so angry at herself and at him that she completely secluded herself from them as much as she could; only hanging out with Jesse occasionally and her old friends from before Vince. But, it wasn't the same; it'd never be the same again. School had become nothing, barely being able to pay attention; her grades falling. They were all graduating in a few weeks; she's at risk of getting held back.

Her whole life did a whole somersault… all because of him. She began to sob loudly as she fell to her bed. The breakup started to play from the beginning like an old movie in black and white.

Delanie sat down at her computer and opened up her email account; surprised to find one from Mike.

"Hey Delanie, how's it been? Things are pretty boring around this small town. Anyways, I have a reason for writing. Just thought I'd let you know that my old brother has agreed to escort my friends and I to LA for spring break. I feel like such a total pussy since I need my brother come along but, I'm not an "Adult" like you. Ha-ha. So I'll call you when I get there and maybe we can hit the beach or something. Later, Mike."

She had been anxious to see him, she considered him a friend. Delanie had even told Vince and after a long talk he was okay with it. At least he said he was, at the time. She explained to him that Mike was just sixteen and that Vince was her love; one she wasn't about to let go of. It was the second day into spring vacation, that morning Mike had called her to let her know he was staying at a hotel on the beach and that they were having a small get together with his friends. Of course he invited her and even Thea and her other friends along. She agreed to go bringing Nat, Thea, Letty and Mia; feeling better to have her friends around also knowing that if Vince became suspicious for any reason they could verify that she had been good.

So they all showed up, in their bathing suits ready to cook out, listen to music, tan and swim in the ocean. All of the activities were totally innocent. Of course they all had fun messing with the small town boys but, it never once crossed the line and Mike, despite the fact that he had a crush on Delanie never once pushed it. He was being a complete gentleman; as were the rest of them.

"Hey girl, good to see you!" Mike said walking up to the girls in nothing but swim trunks. Innocent.

"Hey Mike, how's it been?" She replied smiling, walking straight compared to the last time he'd seen her.

"It's great! California is amazing; I can't believe you guys live here every single day!" He said getting excited.

"Believe me it gets old." Letty said.

"I doubt that…" Mike smiled, shaking his head. "Come on let's make introductions."Everyone followed him over to the group of high school boys who were hanging out grilling hot dogs and burgers, music blasted from their hotel room that was in fact literally on the beach. It was all fun while it lasted.

"Hey baby…" Delanie said answering her phone.

"Hey, I think I left my phone in your car I'm going to come and pick it up okay?"

"Yeah, sure I'll see you soon." She smiled and shut her phone.

Vince pulled up and parked next to his girl's vacant car. He could hear the party going on about thirty feet ahead. Just as he was about to get out of the car, his attention was diverted to Delanie. She was shining in the sun, hair wet, skin glistening, dimples showing. That girl was absolutely beautiful, like a handpicked sunflower being held in a beautiful crystal vase, beautiful; but also on another man's back.

The gesture was innocent but, Vince thought he was the only man who was allowed to feel her skin, the way Mike was right now. Her tone chest and stomach was pressed firmly against his back. Unintentionally, her thighs were gripped around his hips tightly as he ran into the water; throwing them both under with a loud splash. Vince's eyebrows furrowed with anger and disappointment. Sure he was a jealous guy but he was good at hiding it, of course he wasn't out looking for a jealousy induced fight, he just wanted to be the only one to be special enough to feel the softness of her skin, to be the one to make her laugh hard enough to cause her dimples to explode. He watched as they rose from the water laughing. With an angry growl he exited his car and quickly reached through her open car window; grabbing his phone before getting back into his car. With one last glare, he shot out of the parking lot.

Delanie had hung out with Mike and his friends until about midnight. Thea had stayed behind to flirt with Mike's older brother while Mia, Nat and Letty left around eight to go and hang out at Mia's. She took Thea back to the house, and then showered before putting on some loose jeans and a t-shirt. She was so tired from being at the beach all day, yet she was so relaxed and now she just wanted to find her man and spend the night in his arms.

She called his cell phone first but he didn't pick up. So she took a wild guess and found all of the guys in Dominic's garage; drinking beer, blasting rock music, and playing poker. They all greeted her loudly except Vince who stayed quiet. She hadn't noticed yet so she laughed and the guys silliness before walking over to Vince who was sitting still, staring straight at his cards. Her small frame rested on his back as she wrapped her arms around his neck giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Hi V…" She greeted lovingly. "I missed you babe."

"Yeah, I bet you did." He scoffed sarcastically throwing out a few of his bad cards.

"What? I did." She cooed sweetly in his ear. Vince shook his head slightly, not even paying attention. "Vince what is the matter with you?" She commanded sternly, as she pulled away and scowled.

"What's the matter with me?" He asked in disbelief, pointing towards his own chest. "I wasn't the one rubbing my tits all over some guy!" He shouted. The guys stopped laughing at their own conversation when they heard this.

"What the hell are you talking about Vince?!" Delanie yelled, clearly pissed off at his words.

"I'm talking about what I saw at the beach!"

"Whatever Vince, we'll talk about this tomorrow when you're not drinking." She hissed, folding her arms.

"No, we'll finish it now!" He bit back, standing up and sending his chair backwards.

"Finish what?" She hollered, making sure she got her point across. She didn't understand why they were even fighting in the first damn place!

"Finish us!" He replied loudly, moving his hands back and forth between the two of them.

Delanie was about to yell but like a flash her mind processed what he said. Instantly, as if her dog ran away she frowned, her face falling from anger, hurt, and shock.

"What do you mean us?" She croaked. Tears began to swell, her hands began to shake.

"It means, just like it sounds, I can't do this anymore." He admitted sadly, even though his voice was still firm.

She began shaking her head in disbelief. No way was she going to believe that she just heard that. How could he do this? They had been together for almost a year!

"No," She cried softly. "Vince you can't do this." She whispered suddenly losing her voice.

He opened his mouth to speak but thought against it. Instead he chose not to talk, so with one final sad shake of his head, he left the garage and headed home. It wasn't until she heard his car start that she finally broke down and started to cry loudly; using her hands to shield her from the sympathetic, yet just as surprised stares from the guys. Her shoulders shook as loud sobs filled the garage. Losing her strength, she fell to the floor.

It took Jesse an hour to calm her down. They had gotten her drunk, so here she was taking Vince's place the poker table, at two in the morning.

"I can't believe he fucking did that!" She was drunk, but she wasn't whining or complaining, she was just dumbfounded.

"Yeah he's an ass. You're smoking hot!" Leon slurred seriously.

"He must've had a reason. V wouldn't hurt you like that for no reason." Dom explained.

"Just wait until tomorrow and talk to him." Jesse said lighting a cigarette.

If Delanie herself wasn't drunk, she'd have to laugh because the guys had been sitting here the whole time letting her vent, cry, laugh…anything. They went along with it and even gave her advice and reassurance as if they were her girlfriends; definitely drunk.

Four in the morning rolled around and the guys had to figure out what to do with Delanie.

"Just call Vince…" She slurred and swayed. She was completely inebriated, control was gone by now, never had she ever let herself lose control of her own mind and body before. Dom was starting to thing that she forgot they broke up.

"Can't you just stay here tonight?" Dom sighed. She opened her phone and dialed the familiar number clumsily. After a few rings, V answered quietly he had clearly been woke up.

"Vince can you please come and pick me up from Dom's?" She asked sweetly, trying to talk normal.

"What?! No way, just sleep there tonight." He shouted grumpily.

"Vince," She whined. "Please baby?" Dominic took the phone from her hands.

"Hey V, yeah we already tried getting her to stay, she said she won't. We've all been drinking heavily and Delanie is well… completely plastered. I've never seen her this drunk before." He explained.

"God damn it!" Vince yelled. "I'll be there in five minutes." He replied, hanging up before Jesse could reply.

"Okay, he's on his way."

They all turned around to tell Delanie and found her curled up on the floor, sleeping.

"Son of a bitch…" Leon grinned. "Vince is gonna be pissed."

Dom chuckled. "Come on guys, one more round!" he said grabbing the cards and the beer. Vince burst through the garage door in nothing more than basketball shorts, a wife beater and tennis shoes. He was ready to kill; getting woke up at four in the morning to take home his drunk ex-girlfriend. As soon as Dom saw his best friend, he pointed to the corner where Delanie lay bundled up.

Vince walked up to her and sighed. "How much did she drink?" Vince asked running his hand through is hair. "You guys, she's fucking tiny, her body can only handle so much alcohol." He frowned at her.

Scooping her up into his arms, he made his way to his car. He was in no mood to stay and chit-chat. The drunk brunette snuggled into the back seat and continued to sleep. Tonight was on of those nights where V was really glad her mother worked nights at the twenty four hour diner. Struggling with her in his arms, he finally got the door unlocked. Not bothering to turn on the lights since he knew his way around this house like the back of his hand. Once he got to the top of the stairs he stopped to catch his breath; she was dead weight when she was sleeping.

"Jesus Christ Vince! You scared the shit out of me." Thea whispered, poking her head out of Nat's door. He mumbled a sorry before passing her and going into Delanie's all too familiar bedroom.

"Oh my God, she's smashed isn't she?" Thea asked smelling her. Vince just nodded. "I'll take care of her for you…" She offered.

"No I got her." He muttered shutting her door.

He blindly took her to bed and laid her down gently. Then he walked over to her dresser and found her something to sleep in. Unbuttoning her jeans, he watched her face as she slept. Vince still couldn't believe he'd broken up with her and that's what caused her to go on this drunken stupor. Pulling her jeans down gently, he couldn't help but run his knuckles over her smooth thighs. This could very well be the last time he ever touches her again. Once the boxers were on, he struggled to get her out of her tight shirt. Finally after fighting with it for minutes on end, she woke up.

"What're you doing?" She mumbled groggily.

"I'm helping you get changed for bed." He said simply.

"Ok," She lifted up her arms to help. The shirt finally pulled free from her small frame. Vince unfolded the shirt but, she stopped him from putting it on. He watched as her arms stretched around her back, unclipping her bra. He of course couldn't help but stare. "That feels so much better." She mumbled, slipping on her big shirt.

He nodded at her before he hurried downstairs and grabbed her a cold water and aspirin before taking his time going back up there.

"Oh my God, thank you, I was so fucking thirsty." She smiled, reaching for the drink. Once it was open she chugged it. Vince sat next to her on the bed and watched as she swayed slightly from all of the alcohol she had consumed. He'd never seen her drink herself stupid and he didn't like it.

"I'm going to sleep now." She announced softly.

"Are you okay?" He asked her in concern. She nodded before leaning over and kissing him.

He knew it was wrong to kiss her back but he couldn't help himself. He loved this girl to death and his heart was breaking a little more with every peck she gave him. When she slipped her tongue in her mouth, he could taste the alcohol that still lingered.

If she were sober, she'd be mad at him, she'd be so heartbroken, but at the moment, she didn't even remember. He landed on his hands when she pulled him down on top of her. Cold, slim fingers ran over his stomach, then to his hair. She lifted her hips and grinded softly against him. The passion behind her moan made him want her so bad.

But this was wrong.

He pulled away and rested his forehead against hers. Those gorgeous eyes were still closed; sort of disappointed him because he wanted to see them one last time before he left.

"I-I have to go," He whispered. "Go to sleep." She nodded.

Standing, he looked down at her resting peacefully. "I love you V." She stated softly before rolling away from him.

"I'm gonna miss you." He whispered to himself before leaving.

Those memories haunted her everyday since. She of course hadn't remembered until she woke up the next morning with a hangover the size of Jupiter. That morning it was like she was hit by a bus but instead of her body breaking, it was her heart. She didn't get out of bed that day just, stayed home and nursed her hangover.

Sighing, she walked downstairs and turned off the TV; looking around the empty house. Thea had already left for the party a long time ago; including Nat who had spent the night there last night. Deep down she was bored out of her fucking mind but, she didn't want to go out and do something. Her heart was content to staying home but, her mind wanted out now. So she decided to take a shower, order Chinese, and then go to sleep. She stood and went into the kitchen to get a drink when the door opened and in came a herd of girls.

"Come on, get dressed, you're coming with us." Letty said yanking her towards the stairs.

"No," She snapped, pulling away.

"Oh come off it Delanie, grow some balls! Vince is gonna be there; who cares! Stop letting him see that you're hurting. Get dressed so we can party!" She announced forcefully. Delanie shook her head and slumped her shoulders.

"I don't really want to; I just want to stay home." She mumbled.

They all shook their heads. With a sigh she walked up the stairs; defeated as if it were her death. Once they were in her room, they started prodding and clawing at her hair as Mia and Nat rummaged through the closer. Thea drug her towards the bathroom to do her hair. She had to admit that it looked different; it was parted to the side and straightened until it was silky smooth. Then she applied her makeup just right until she had the smoky cat-like look.

"Vince is going to regret ever breaking up with you once he sees how hot you look tonight." She smiled down at her sad younger cousin.

Once Thea was done, they walked in her bedroom where they'd already picked out her outfit; it was a grey fitted t-shirt with a mini black vest, paired with fitting black slacks.

"Jesus Dee, skinny much?" Thea remarked sarcastically as she put a belt on her cousin's sagging pants.

"It's okay, the vest hugs her in all the right places." Mia smiled.

Closing her eyes, she turned around to face the mirror but, she didn't peak yet. Not really sure at what to expect she kept them closed as she composed herself. Finally, she opened one eye and then the other to reveal almost a whole different person. Inside she was smiling because she looked great; conservative yet, still young and sexy looking. Then she noticed how much weight she'd lost. It made her frown because she was proud of her curves and now she didn't have very many left.

"Okay, let's go, we're already late enough." Mia said, rushing them out of the house. Delanie still was not very happy about going because she knew she'd face him tonight for the first time since the breakup. Ten minutes later, they pulled up to the house; the place was already in full swing.

As she walked in, she stopped to look around making sure he wasn't close. Then she made her way to the kitchen to get a beer. Once she had one, she turned around and almost ran square into Vince's large chest. Stepping back quickly she held her cup away from her so the beer wouldn't spill on her.

"I'm sorry," He said apologetically; he looked up. "Delanie?" He asked in surprise. She looked much different then she did the last time he'd saw her. "Sorry for running into you, I wasn't paying attention."

She was still a little shell shock, her plan to avoid him had already failed and she hadn't even been on the mission for five minutes! She stared closely as he looked her up and down multiple times still not really believing this was who she was now. If only he knew it wasn't; she was still the same old Delanie; forced to dress up to make him jealous by her friends. "Yeah…" She muttered.

"Um," He started then closed his mouth, choosing to just look at her.

How was she supposed to be civilized with this man? Deciding not too talk, she waved slightly and walked around him.

"Wait," He gripped her arm slightly. "Stay, we'll catch up." Was she ready to talk to him?

Vince motioned for her to follow him onto the back porch. Reluctantly, she did, staying a few feet behind him, not wanting to be too close. Together they leaned against the railing, silent, as Vince lit a cigarette and then handed one to Delanie.

"You look beautiful tonight, very different." He said nonchalantly, looking straight ahead, not at her.

"Thank you…" She muttered.

"So how have you been?" You could tell he was trying to make conversation but, it was failing miserably.

"How do you think?" She asked him softly. There was no real way to respond to that, so he stayed quiet. "How about you?" she asked.

"I've been alright, I guess." He told her lowly, she nodded. "So you lost a lot of weight, was it by choice?" he asked looking her up and down again.

"Really? I hadn't noticed." She lied, looking away from him so he couldn't see her face.

"Oh come on Delanie, how do you just not notice? You're practically skin and bones!" He chirped; voice rising slightly.

"Why are you so concerned about my weight?" She hissed.

"Because I still care about you. It's not like I hate your guts or something." He was getting frustrated. This time Delanie stayed quiet. They both put out their cigarettes but, neither moved. She wanted too though; to just walk out on him like he'd done a few months ago. But, it was like her feet were glued to the deck.

"I was just asking okay, I heard you were starving yourself."

"Really? From who?" She seethed.

"Look, Thea and Nat were worried."

"Oh so they sent you to talk to me?" She was so damn bitter.

"What the fuck Delanie?" He yelled. "You're a bitch sometimes you know that?" And with that said he walked away… again.

She sighed sadly, wishing she could apologize but she wasn't about to go attempt to talk to him. Besides, her pride was too much to buckle down and tell him sorry. After three beers and thirty minutes went by, she finally decided to talk to him, so she scanned the room from her corner and found him no where. She decided to ask someone but not her friends. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction of knowing she was talking to him.

Finally, she looked in the kitchen. It was packed with people refilling their cups while chatting. Sifting through the crowd, she looked around and finally found him coming up the stairs from the basement. She was about to go talk to him until a small blond came through the doorway behind him. This made her stop and stare on in sadness. The girl kissed him on the lips before walking out the back door, but not before getting a smack on the ass from Vince. Her heart stopped as tears burned behind her eyes. She didn't want to see that! He already moved on while she was still sitting at home. The jackass finally realized she was watching; causing his to freeze in place with shock. Instantly, he regretted everything just by the look of heartbreak on her soft, beautiful features.

"Did you fuck her?" She asked him point blank.

"It's not what you—"

"DID YOU FUCK HER?!" She yelled as tears fell down her cheeks. The people in the kitchen got silent real quick and looked back and forth between the two of them. Vince didn't answer; just put his head down in shame. He fucked her.