Chapter 13 You Should Know The Answer
Delilah [finally :D] [author's note: Okay, this chapter is a little too romantic in my opinion but we all need that after times. ;) At that point I just wanted to thank itsthechocochip for being so obsessed with this fanfic and forcing me to go on with writing. And also chibiyugixyami for all her reviews which make me happy every single time I read them. :)]
Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Screw you management, screw you Mom, screw everyone! Well, everyone but Nick.
Or wait...maybe Nick should be screwed, too for making me fall in love with him. That made everything so overly complicated. Gosh, how the hell should I tell him about all this? Ugh.
Okay, it was about time to get ready for school. I grabbed my bag and just wanted to get out the door when my mom stopped me.
"Delilah, I understand that you're mad at all of us but that doesn't give you the right to leave without a word."
"Oh sure it does! How the hell can you treat me like that? Just let me fire those bastards!"
"No, baby, if you weren't that mad at the moment you'd know how bad that idea is."
"So? Who cares about that? Who cares about anything? I don't! I mean, seriously, how can you do that to me, Mom?! I told you that I have a boyfriend, I thought you'd understand and support me!"
"Come on, Delilah! I haven't met him yet! I don't even know his name!"
"Well that doesn't matter anymore since I'm going to break up with him, right?"
She looked confused.
"But you don't have to actually, do you?"
"Oh, I so do Mom. There's no freaking other way."
I slammed the door and ran to my car. Telling Nick all this would fell like hell on earth.
When I arrived at school I just wanted to turn and drive back home.
I felt even worse while I was walking down the street.
But I had the worst feeling ever when Nick came up to me and kissed me.
"Goodmorning darling!" he smiled. I tried to smile back but I almost broke down trying that.
Of course, he noticed that something was wrong.
"This isn't a good morning at all." was all I answered.
"What's wrong sweetie?" he asked, obviously worried.
"Nick, I got to talk to you about something. It'll probably change everything."
"OH MY GOD! Are you pregnant? No, wait you can't be. Should I let you finish first?"
"Yeah, I'd appreciate that. Okay listen. I don't think that.... we can do this anymore. I'm talking about being a couple." And I could perfectly capture the moment when my words ripped his heart out of his chest.
"We....we....b....but...why?"
"It's not that I wouldn't love you anymore, Nick. I love you more than you can ever imagine. It's my management. And my mom because she won't let me fire them."
He looked confused.
"My management was pretty pissed when I told them that I wanted to stop homeschooling. But now they find it pretty useful. They want me to date some ordinary high school jerk to make me seem more...reachable or something. Well and I don't think that Nick Lucas counts as an ordinary high school jerk. I'm so sorry. I hope I didn't make it hard for you to get over me."
I was actually close to tears when I was saying this and Nick noticed that, he always noticed what I was feeling. He hold me tight for a while and whispered in my ear:
"You should know the answer already. I love you more than my own life, it's not just hard to get over you, it's like... impossible. You know, I'd give up everything if I can be with you then. Maybe we can.." He couldn't go on talking because I started to cry too hard.
"You only make it harder for me."
"I didn't mean to, sorry. So are you going to date someone else now?"
"No fucking way. Well maybe a few weeks if there's no other choice. Gosh if I only could fire my management and keep dating you."
He was quiet for a while.
"Hold on! There are no excisting photos that could proof that we're dating so far, right?" he asked then.
"Err yeah right."
"So, the public doesn't know about us yet..."
"So?"
"Darling, I think I've just found a way how we can keep dating!"
"Oh my God, for real?"
"For real. It's an easy plan actually. Nobody has to know about us. Well not now. One day the bastards probably give up and we can have a normal relationship again."
"Do you think we can really get through this?"
"I don't just think so, I know we can."
