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Delilah's POV
I was watching TV when the doorbell rang. Yay small town equals unwanted company. My dad was out of town so I considered not answering it. But then again this was a small town it would get back to him that I was being rude to visitors. Fine I thought as I got up, hopefully its just some person trying to sell something then I will buy whatever the hell it is so they can go away. I looked out the peep hole to find three oversized guys waiting outside. Oh great! Now I have to be chased in my own house too, real fucking great. I sighed with annoyance but still opened the door. There on my door step was Quail, Em-something, and some guy I had never seen before. Quail and Empty, was that it, who the hell would name their kid Empty and Quail, had smug smiles on their face while Mr. No-name had a look on his face like he just discovered a new planet. Well this is going to be fun.
"Uh hi guys," I said as I opened the door more. Wow it was freezing outside. What the fuck it was the beginning of July! "Do you want to come inside?" Right Delilah invite them in. What if they hurt you? Oh right you are magical huh. Ok whatever to get back into the warmth! I opened the door more and stepped aside to let them in. They all looked shocked I invited them in. Hey I can be nice if I wanted. And Quail and Empty were pretty nice.
"So what's up?" I asked.
"Nothing much just wanted to introduce you to Jacob Black, Billy's son." Quil, not Quail, said. I looked at Jacob who was looking at me like I was the second coming. He was gorgeous though. He was muscular, of course, and had short black hair, his eyes were dark brown, and he was more than good foot and a half taller than me. Something inside my stomach fluttered, I only had this feeling once before in my life.
"Hello Jacob," I said politely. He was still staring at me. Well this is awkward.
Embry, that's it, nudged him, "Snap out of it Jake!"
"Oh um yeah um ah hi" Jacob said to me. Wow a man of words. Well where does this go now. Okay so my next step surprised even me but I hadn't been around people my age in over a month and ok I wanted some friends.
"You guys, like, wanna hang out for a bit?" I asked them. They all looked at me with their mouths open. Oh geez snap out of it just because I am rich doesn't make me a total bitch!
"Yeah we would love to!" Jacob said a little too enthusiastically. Wow subtle much.
I was so not interested in dating anyone from here. Scratch that I was so not interested in dating anyone anywhere. My last relationship was a total car crash. My ex boyfriend Adrian was a heartthrob. He was part of this band that was getting pretty huge, but when we first met he was just another freak playing his guitar in a garage with his friends. He was one of the cool kids at our school. We both came from wealthy families. My mom was already gone by the time I was fourteen which is when Adrian took an interest in me. We started out pretty normal until we began moving at warp speed. I swear we began moving so fast I think Luke Skywalker would have gotten sick on our wonderful emotional relationship rollercoaster. We fell in love in the first three months of our relationship. I was crazy about this guy, I even walked around with an "I love my boyfriend" shirt. My dad was what he liked to say "hip" he let Adrian stay the night in our house. It started out he would stay in a guest room then sneak into my room. After a year of dating my dad stopped pretending he didn't know what was going on and took me to the doctors to get some birth control pills and completely embarrassed me by handing Adrian a box of condoms. Sure we had had sex but it wasn't like we were these out of control teens. No that came after about a year and a half of dating. One thing about me, I do not get jealous. I don't know why I just don't. my friends all envied me for that but Adrian hated it. His band began doing gigs at this local 18 and under club and the girls began chasing Adrian like crazy. And I didn't care. I was stuck in this stupid fantasy world in which he could never betray me, that is until one night I left my phone in my car and borrowed his. There were texts from all sorts of girls "Thanking him for last night" and telling him what color underwear they were wearing. I decided to go through his phone only to find pictures of girls all over it. I wasn't jealous, instead I felt betrayed. It wasn't that I was jealous that he was with all these other girls, instead I was hurt he wanted to be with other girls. I confronted him and he confessed to all of it. And stupid me I took him back, what can I say I was in love with him. The second time around I began to try to show his how much I loved him. I was there at everyone of his concerts and every practice. I hired limos to transport the band where they needed to go, I offered my house as a practice space to my dad's dislike, and it still wasn't enough. Adrian was still having his cake and eating it too. After that I stopped caring. I began having my own little flings, even met some cool guys at his concerts. I did not get jealous, but Adrian did. He wrote in the song "Hey There Delilah" by the Plain White Tee's to play at the concerts I attended so guys would know to stay away from me. He began trying right when I had stopped. The guy I fell madly in love with was replaced with this stuck up rock star. When he stopped trying to mend our relationship, I felt hurt. I would cry myself to sleep wondering what happened to us and why he gave up, why I gave up. But for some reason I would not end it and neither would he. I did not end it when he had me drop off him and his slut for the night at his house, and he did not end it when one of my side guys sent me a bouquet of roses for my birthday. I had two guys I would go to when Adrian got me upset, Adrian had a different girl every time he wanted to spite me. You would think it was the last straw when he "accidentally" sent me a pic of him and some girl getting it on, but it wasn't. I stayed another two months. I finally got the strength to end it when I woke up one day and imagined what my mom would think of me if she were still here. My dad knew about Adrian and me's games and he repeatedly told me to dump him, I never listened. When the last day of school came around I told him I was moving and it was over. Tears stung my eyes while I said it, I thought back to when we first started dating how he had our future planned out, how he would hold my hand every chance he got, how he told me he loved me every hour. I had this fantasy that he would grab me and ask me not to leave, that he couldn't live with out me, that he was sorry for every thing he has done. But instead, when I told him we were over, he simply looked at me and shrugged. His face showed no emotion instead he went back to talking to some girl at his locker. I held the tears back and nodded then I went to class and acted like nothing happened. That night I did not allow myself to cry, instead I dug out an old sketch book and began working on my fashion line.
I was now sitting one my couch laughing as Quil and Embry battled at Guitar Hero. Jacob sat at the opposite end of the couch and would steal glances at me every chance he got. I pretended not to notice. I knew he was developing a crush on me, but I was not a girl people wanted to get involved with. Adrian had screwed me up so much, I knew if I looked into Jacob's eyes I might screw him up too. And so the night proceeded. The guys stayed for a few hours and I actually had a good time, but I did not once look at Jacob. Not even when he came up to me and said goodbye.