Chapter 5 – They are everywhere
The door smacked in behind her as she stomped into her room. She wanted to cry, but she didn't have any more tear to use. She collapsed on the floor near her kitchen, sitting against the cupboard, feeling sorry for herself "how pathetic" she commented her action, with a small, sad smile. It wasn't like her to act like a scared, little kitten. She was sure that her parents would be shocked to see her like this. And it hurt her to know that, she told herself that she didn't care. But did she now? She stood up, ignoring her emotions and smacked her cheeks together "okay, get a grip Delilah" she said, but it didn't help. She walked over to the fridge, she filled a big plate of food for herself, since the last thing she ate was an ice cream. But she ate even more than necessary, feeling really down in the dumps. She was eating because she was sad. And needed some sympathy.
She stayed in her room, the door locked the window closed. She just sat there on her couch, staring out in the thin air. When she was done staring and looking like a retard she went and took a bath. The bathtub helped her relax and clear her thoughts "okay, Blake didn't want to hurt me" she stated "but that black one.." she remembered how he had dragged her into the alley, she hugged herself, trying to drive the thoughts away. "But today he... was all friendly" she laid back against the porcelain and sighed. "But a total jerk" she stated cold-hearted. She got up and got dried. She stared at her own clean reflection "should I give them a chance?" she asked herself, "yeah why not, the yellow one is a creepy stalker and the other tried to kill you" her reflection snapped at her. "Oh stop being so god damn sarcastic.." she snapped back, "wait, what?" she looked intensely at her reflection, had it just talked? She started to get really worried about herself "okay girl, no more eating when sad" she said and got dressed. Somehow it had gone from early morning to 5 pm. My my time flies.
She was not quite comfortable about going bark down there, but knew that eventually she had to. She made slow progress going down that stairs, really not wishing to see them. She had hit the black one and she was not sure, if he would rip her arm off and hit her with the wet end. But she was sure that John was awake and she had to check up on him. She reached the ground floor, and looked around for signs of movements, there didn't seem to be anyone around. She walked out in the kitchen. No one. "Weird" she stated and turned into the lobby, just as a young woman came in. "excuse me?" she hurried over to the desk, where Delilah stood behind. "I would like to rent a room please" she looked stern but smiled, even though it was clearly fake. Delilah's hands shot up "oh, I'm sorry ma'am, the owner is out at the moment" or that's what she guessed. The woman before her waved it off "well when you'll just have to rent me one, now... room 123 please" she said demanding after inspecting the key board. "But ma'am" Delilah protested, she just gave me a death glare "room 123 please" she repeated, the brunette sighed and registered her in the book. "i would like your signature here, here and here" the woman wrote in the book and got the key after paying, she didn't spare another glance on Delilah, but hurried to her room. "Guess I just have to let John know... that is when I know where he is!" she mentally scolded herself, how could she have been so stupid to leave John with those monsters! And now she's lending rooms in his name, she so stupid. But she was glad, for having worked at a hotel, as a summer job the last few years.
She heard a strange clicking noise and footstep behind her, she turned quickly around. But a hand clasped before her mouth, she meet the sapphire blue eyes yet again. Darius tugged her out in the back, he hadn't want to let her see him, he was scared she would hit him again. But that she just sold a room in John's name? that, that's not very NICE! "What do you just think your doing!" he clicked angrily. He had placed her at the back door, as far away from the lobby, so nobody would her them, as long they talked normal. "What do you mean" she asked a little terrified. He shook his head "you have no right to try and steal Johnson's business away! He have worked here all his lif-" I interrupted him "but I'm not trying to steal it away. But that lady came and I didn't know what to do, I panicked and just went along with it" I explained, like a little kid does to his mother, when she founds out he had stolen from the cookie jar. The black prawn looked at me sceptically "so that's it" he almost chocked at his own laughter. Once again he was laughing at me, and for some reason I felt really stupid. I broke the awkward moment by questioning "where is he anyway?". The alien looked at me with a stone face, "that's none of your business" he said harshly "well excuse me" I shot at him and walked around him into the lobby, "no wait-" he grabbed my arm gently but firmly. "I didn't mean it like that, but it really doesn't concern you" he said, I opened my mouth but he beat me to it "and also... I wanna apologies to you" I looked at him in disbelief, he didn't need to tell me what he was saying sorry for, I knew it.
I yanked my hand to me and made sure there were lots of space between us. He noticed this and looked at me questionable. "So what? After you helped getting me almost raped and probably killed, you think saying sorry will make everything better?" Unexpectedly I began laughing, but it was a cold laughter with no joy over it. "Your race really does disgust me, and your wondering why your being treated this way? You know what? If you smart, then you will stay as far away from me as possible or else I will, and I mean that I really will, call MNU, telling them about you" I said threatening and the way he hung his head showed me that I had won. I silently walked out of the hotel, then I was sure that I was out of sight I began running. Sprinting down the street, around working prawns and yelling humans.
She didn't know how long she ran, nor for how long, but then she did stop to catch her breath she was in the park. "Hey!" a voice tugged her gently out of the stream of thoughts, Delilah looked up and saw a little group of humans kids playing basket ball, the all look like they were 15 or 16 years old. "Throw the ball!" they called with an expecting smile each. She looked down at the ball, that laid at her feet. She slowly picked it up, smiling as she remembered the good times in middle school. She had used to be on the women basket ball team. A sly grin crept on to her lips as she turned around, "hey! Get back here!" she could hear the kids yell, she stopped and threw the ball over her head. A clonk from the net, and the "woooahh" told her that she had hit her target. She turned around to yet again receive the smiles "thanks miss" they called and returned to their game. Feeling a little lighter than before she found a spot in between the trees. She st down there hidden by the tall plants all around her and gave in for her thoughts. Everything seemed to come rushing in over her and she laid down, then she began felling dizzy. She laid there with her hands behind her head, starring at the moving clouds. "Relaxing ain't it" something clicked from beside her. This made her jump, and she moved from laying to standing in 0,3 seconds. Her eyes roaming the clearing, an medium size red prawn sat in the grass just beside the place she had been laying a few seconds ago. She seriously wanted to scream at this point, no matter where she went they were there! She opened her mouth to say something but not a word came out.
The prawn seemed to smile, but she couldn't quite confirm it since it looked awkward. He gave her time to recover over his sudden appearance. And she was grateful for that but she didn't trust any of these creatures one bit. She mostly wanted to turn and run, but something in his bluish eyes told her to stay. She didn't move and he laid down just as she had moments before. Delilah watched him closely but he didn't move, his eyes were closed and he waited patiently for her to come lay down with him. Her whole being was in a desperate fight with itself. One part of her, a very little part of her that is, told her to trust him. But the bigger part of her won and she turned around on her heels and sprinted away.
She came back at the hotel, then it had started to get dark, and she just walked right in, watching her feet. "Delilah? Is that you dear" John called from out back. Her head whipped up and she ran out there with a smile "Yes Mr. Johnson!" as she entered the room, her heart and smile sunk into depths she didn't think possible. In the kitchen were at least six full grown prawns catting with each other and eating stew.