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Hada: it's funny cuz I hadn't seen how short my chapters were till you said it. Actually I tends to make my stories chapters long... hmm I will try making them longer for I do not like short chapters myself X3 but I'm glad you like it!

Btw conversations with " - " is when poleekwas is talking in their languages, and " - " is just human languages

On with the story!

Chapter 6 – They are disagreeing

John met Delilah's frightened eyes, he seemed so calm and at peace in their company. He clearly sensed her worry but ignored it as a very large, almost 8 feet tall, swamp green prawn stepped up beside him. They had a fast conversation that involved multiplied clicking noises. Delilah wanted to just fall to her knees and cry. Her head felt very heavy all of a sudden "Delilah? Are you alright" John asked as soon as he noticed her swaying from side to side. She grabbed her head and looked down while replying weakly "I-I think I'm going to faint." The green one starred at her with a worried yet strong expression "do you want me to catch you when you fall" he clicked and she nodded. "If it wouldn't be a problem then yes please" and then the darkness took over her vision, the last thing she remembers was the felling of landing in a pair of warm strong yet scaled arms.

She slowly opened her eyes, the bright sunlight felt like fire and she quickly closed them again. She heard footstep and laid as still as possible. "Is she gonna wake up soon" one clicked with a sneer, a prawn again, great. And it's angry too. "Relax friend, she had a rough past few days" John's cheery voice replied, he got a grunt as reply and then there were silence. Beside a few slurping noises. She felt the bed swift softly, and something light covered her shoulders. She suddenly got a uncomfortable feeling. Delilah didn't want to, but she slowly opened her eyes again.

Two big blue eyes starred down at her, those eyes drew her into a whole new world. And she blinked several times to get out of their spell. See looked over his body, it was a prawn. But, he was different, he was small, nothing more than a kid. He had a light yellow exoskeleton, just like the sun. His small clawed hands, rested on each side of her head and he actually sat on her chest. He looked down at her with huge curiosity. He tilted his head after some time and he looked absolutely adorable! "Hi" he greeted awkwardly, she just blinked at him, trying to find her voice.

She heard someone chuckle in the background, but couldn't rip her attention from the youngling. "H-hi" she said to the little one, he made what looked like a smile, and jumped off of her. She sat up slowly to find herself in a strange new room. The walls had flower patterns printed on them and the main theme in there seemed to be lily's. She looked to a couch where John and two prawns was sitting, they were all looking up at her. The little one sat on the floor playing with some sort of gameboy, you know the good old ones. She recognized the tall, green prawn from before, it was the one that caught her. But the other one, the one who glared daggers at her. She had never seen him before. He had a more light green exoskeleton, but blue eyes like the youngling. He turned away from her with a sneer and took a sip from a cup. The brunette guessed that it was tea they drank. She sat there and looked from one to another, before laying back down with a sigh. "Why me?" her thoughts asked her.

Something tucked on her hand and see turned to see the youngling "smiling" up at her. "Hugo, get away from it!" the light green prawn hissed. Delilah would not have thought twice about obeying the command, but the little one se emed to ignore it. He tucked at her again and she sat up, swung her legs out of the bed and looked down at him with curiosity. "what is it" she said without registering it. The little one, Hugo. Released her hand and crawled up in the bed. He sat beside her and began clicking. Delilah just starred at him, not catching one single word. He looked at her and slowly quiet down. It was clear that the little one, didn't know how to speak English. She saw the light green stand up and coming over to them, her whole body stiffened then it looked at her, and she only saw pure hatred. He picked Hugo up in his arms and walked over to the couch again. Not taking his eyes of her for one minute. John looked at her, to see if she were going to stand up for herself, she looked him into the eyes but lowered her gaze. She stood up, all of her dizziness from earlier were gone, and she was thankful for that. She didn't wanna appear any more weak, that she did already. She stormed out of the room, hearing John scold the prawn before disappearing into the lobby. It was probably John's bedroom she had been sleeping in.

She went to her room, she had been scared to death, humiliated, almost raped, and she had no idea why she had continued for so long. But now it was over. She ripped her bags out of the closed she had put them in and began packing. She wouldn't spend another hour in this apartment, unless she was being held back. Her clothes was being thrown into the bags and there were barely any space for them. Soon the room looked like it had been robbed and she went down to the lobby. With a heavy sigh she rang the bell. And John came out a few moments after. He looked at her up and down, the elder man opened his mouth to say something. But when he saw the look in her eyes, it flew closed again. Delilah laid the keys on the desk and headed for the door.

No she was defiantly not gonna continue this.

Darius POV

He was strolling happily down the street, humming that song he had heard the female play. His gang markings kept all of the annoying humans at bay. So he was left to himself, and that suited him just fine. He was on his way to John's and if everything went well, he might get to talk to the female again. He didn't know why, but for some reason he was looking forward to it. Even if she was scared of him, she would come around eventually. He just knew it! He chuckled silently to himself, as he approached the building. Like always he used the back entry, just like all the other poleekwas.

He found John in the kitchen with several other poleekwas, they were defiantly discussing something and many didn't seem to happy about it. "Hi" he greeted the others, none greeted him back and the discussion got more and more fierce. He managed to pick up a few fragments of the conversation but not enough to guess whatever it was about. "She could have helped us!", "why do we even care? It's only a human", "i thought she was different from the others". He recognized one of the other poleekwas. It was the yellow from before, he stood in the corner and didn't say anything at all. Blake. Slowly he pushed his way over to the young male. "Hey.." he grabbed his arm and Blake nearly jumped of bare surprise. "Relax it's me, what's going on here?" Darius asked, the other looked down in sadness "the angel left" he said slowly.

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The dark poleekwa's heart sank, the angel, she was gone! But she couldn't, why would she leave? Suddenly John's voice rose above the others so everyone could hear him. "I told you to give the poor girl some space! You were crawling around her all the god damn time, she had very good reasons to leave!" he yelled angry "now shut up before the other renters finds out that you are here" he closed the discussion and left for the lobby. The kitchen fell quiet, until a youngling asked his dad. "So the nice lady ain't coming back?" he asked innocently. The light green poleekwa looked down at his son and shook his head "don't count on it, little one. And beside, we don't need another of those blasted humans" he said sternly. His son looked down, and a moment later he left the room "i believe you might be wrong Dylan" a red one spoke. " don't call me by that filthy human name!" the green one hissed at him, a very slender earth brown poleekwa stepped forward "Mario might be right you know, and beside Dylan ain't such a bad name" she said pulling his arm gently. He pulled his arm to him and glared at her, "so you say, but what good have they ever brought us? They treat us as we were their slaves, maybe you haven't noticed but we live in a shit-hole!" he roared, she backed down immediately, but Mario threw the light green male into the wall "watch you mouth! Not all of them are like that, John here for an example is giving us shelter, then we don't make it to the curfew, he is giving us food, and he is accepting us!" he yelled, but in a controlled tone, the green looked down not wanting to meet the higher ranked poleekwa's piecing blue eyes. Mario looked around the room, "if anyone got something to say, you better say it now!". Nobody said a sound, or moved a muscle in fear for getting the old male's undivided attention.

Darius stepped forward and the red poleekwa looked at him. "Do we have any idea of where she is now?" he asked, changing the subject and taking the red one by surprise. "I do believe that Blake and I would be able to convince her to come back, without using force" he added, ignoring the strange looks he received from everyone in the room, inclusive Blake. Mario seemed to think over the black one proposal, "we don't know where she is exactly but she hasn't left the city yet, that much we are sure of. We ain't gonna help you if you get in trouble, but you are more that welcome to try and find her, but she will leave soon" he finished eying Darius suspiciously. The young male just nodded and grabbed Blake by the arm, dragging him to the exit "then we might better hurry" he said before leaving with the poor confused poleekwa.

"So where do we start?" Blake asked already accepting the situation at hand "It's clear she's not from around here, so she might stay somewhere close to the airport" the black one spoke. Blake looked dumbfound at him, before throwing his hands in the air "have you any idea of how big that area is? And beside poleekwas ain't allowed in half of the streets there!" he yelled at him, receiving a wank on the head "oh stop acting as a youngling" Darius said simply, walking off. "I'm not!" Blake yelled after him, realizing his being left behind.

Delilah's POV

she sat on the bed in her new room and considered herself very lucky. Her parents had just sent a new amount of money and the room she rented wasn't very expensive. She had just enough left for a ticket home. With a deep sigh she laid back. The room she had on Bellator was much more homely. this room smelled like wet dog, the sun didn't reach very far in because of the heavy curtains blocking it's path. It was dark and scary. All in all it looked like something from a horror movie. The brunette grabbed her cell phone from her bag beside ran through the list of numbers till she found the one she was looking for, she brought the phone to her ear and waited while it rang. Nobody answered and she decided to leave a message. "Hey mom.. Delilah here...look somethings happened and I'm *sob* coming home, things ain't working out here. I will be taking the next plane and will *sob* probably be there late tomorrow.." her voice was shaky and weak as she spoke "I know I don't sound good but I don't want *sob* to talk about it right now, I will see you soon" she hung up and covered her eyes with her arm. She forced herself to calm down and take deep breaths.

It was just pass noon but she didn't feel like getting up again. Her mind told her she had too walk around a little but her body didn't move. Finally with some strong will she got up and booked her seat. She walked around in a frustrated circle in her room. As she began walking faster she almost stumbled over her violin. Carefully she picked it up and placed it on her shoulder.

Sad tones started to fill the little dark room.

Sorry for the long wait but there is going to be more of it. I don't know when I will get to write again, summer break is here and I'm really busy :D – I love being busy

hope you enjoy the chapters I do get uploaded!