It had only been a couple of days since Delilah had been 'accepted' into the Firefly family and already she had had some one trying to kill her around-a-bouts 87 times? But who was counting... Well... maybe Baby was... possibly.
"Oi! Baby!" Delilah yelled down the hall the minute she saw her. "Can we have a chat for a minute!"
"Why? So you can try to fucking kill me again?" Baby glared.
"Urm... no... I do believe we kinda got off on the wrong foot,"
"Oh now why would you think that?" Baby said sarcastically.
"Well... I kinda want to apologise for um... trying to kill you... I guess I kinda didn't know where I was and my sack when missing... again I'm sorry,"
"OK," Baby smiled, Delilah was slightly surprised about her sudden change of heart. But hey, as long as they were on 'good terms' now she would be fine.
Baby gave Delilah a massive hug which both surprised her and almost scared her.
"So... who's head was in that sack anyways?" She asked innocently.
"My ex-boyfriends head... I found out that he was cheating on me with some whore..."
"Sweet!" Delilah was slightly surprised that Baby found it 'cool' but hey, she was killer as well.
The two girl went to sit in Baby's room and chatted for ages. Delilah, for what felt like the first time in years, was smiling and laughing like a relatively normal person.
"You'll have to join in next time we have 'guests'! I have to say that I like some of your ideas Delilah!" Baby smiled sweetly.
"Sounds like fun! It'll be nice to draw blood again, I've not done so in at least a few months. I guess it took longer then I thought to find you guys," she laughed
"Well we are pretty well hidden!" the two girls were both laughing now.
Then the door burst open.
"What the fuck is that whore doing in here!" Otis yelled.
"Shut up dick! Leave Delilah alone!"
"What! Even after she tried to fucking kill you!"
"Hey!" Delilah cut in "that was just a minor misunderstanding!"
"Oh was it fuck!" Otis hissed "just what your back slut unless you want to wake up with a few more cuts to your collection," Otis left, slamming the door behind him.
"Don't mind him, he just has a fucking stick in his ass the size of Africa," Baby smirked while Delilah burst into giggles.
"So when are you expecting these new 'guests' then?"
"Oh when every Papa gives the word I go out and help lure in 'guests', it's kinda fun really and we get to put on a show,"
"So, you think I could have one?" Delilah smiled with a hint of blood-lust visible in her eyes.
"Sure! I'll do ask Mama!" Baby got up and ran out of the room.
Mama was in the lounge when Baby came thundering downstairs.
"Mama! Mama!" she yelled.
"What's wrong darlin'?"
"Can Delilah help with our next lot of 'guests'?" Mama face fell.
"Urm... darlin'... why would you want that?"
"Delilah's cool Mama, it was just a misunderstandin' before!"
"Well... OK then..."
"Come one Mama! Be nice! You'll like her when you get to know her!"
"Well OK Baby, I'll give her a chance,"
Baby cheered and jumped up and down.
"What's all that noise about?" Rufus asked as he walked in out of the kitchen.
"Mama's lettin' Delilah play with our next 'guests'"
"What, even after that bitch tried to fucking kill you?"
"Aw RJ, don't be like that! Delilah's not so bad,"
"What ever you say sis'" Rufus sighed and sat down next to the sleeping Grandpa Hugo.
"What's the deal with that fucking head anyways?"
"Oh she said it was her cheating ex-boyfriend, I'd like to see what happens next time someone breaks her heart," Baby replied murderously.
They all sat in silence for a while, no one really knowing what to say. Tiny silently slipped upstairs to do who knows what.
"Wonder where he's goin'" Rufus muttered to him self quietly. No one replied and the silence came straight back.
The was a sudden scream from upstairs and Tiny came bolting down as fas as he could. He look worried, which was weird as mainly if there was any screaming it would just be one of their 'guests'. Tiny grabbed Baby's hand and started to drag her the source of the scream.
Otis had Delilah pinned to a wall, a knife against her throat.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing" she screamed at him.
"Shut the hell up you fucking little slut!" he hissed elbowing her in the gut.
Otis pushed the knife harder into Delilah neck, a thin crimson line appeared around the blade.
With his free hand Otis then grabbed Delilah left breast causing her to whimper slightly.
"I said shut it you little shit faced whore!" he yelled again before kissing her and squeezing her breast harder. This made Delilah give out a small moan. Otis pulled away
"Hm, I see you like that then you fucking slut," he hissed in her ear.
"You're such a whore you know, going round wearing that tight corset and short skirt. Shoving your tits in the face of anyone who gives half a fucking damn. I'm going to enjoy killing you,"
He moved the blade from Delilah's neck, still pinning her to the wall. He slowly dragged the knife across her shoulder making a deep cut and also making Delilah moan once more.
"Oh so I see you like the pain," Otis muttered, "I guess you're going to like this as well then," He pushed the knife in deeper still, a stream of crimson red seeped out of the wound. Suddenly he pulled the knife out, making Delilah whine in longing.
He slowly licked the blood off of the blade.
Otis was just about to plunge it into her stomach when Baby ran into the room.
"You leave her alone Otis!" She yell, stopping him dead in his tracks.
"Why do you want this bitch alive?"
"She's my new sister!"
"Why trust her when she tried to kill you?"
"You've tried to kill me as well so you can't say nothin'!" Otis turned round to face Baby, anger in his eyes.
Delilah took her chance the second it arose. She yanked the knife out of Otis's hand and held his arms behind his back. The knife was now at his throat.
"How do you like it you fucking albino son-of-a-bitch!" she yelled.
"You can leave him alone and all!" Baby then turned on Delilah.
She grumbled and through him down onto the floor, but not before making a small cut in the side of his neck.
Otis clambered to his feet and stormed out.
Baby grabbed Delilah by the wrist and dragged her downstairs.
"Mama! Mama! Otis was tryin' to kill Delilah! Look at what he did to her!" She yelled, showing Mama Firefly the cuts on Delilah's neck and shoulder.
"Now that just wont do! Otis, you get in here right now," Mama called.
Otis trudged onto the room with a glare on his face.
"Now I don't care if you may have gotten off to a bad start, but I do not want you tryin' to kill each other! You hear me?" Mama scolded both Delilah and Otis.
"Yes Mama," they said in unison.
"Good, now come on darlin' lets get that shoulder cleaned up," Mama said as she dragged Delilah into the kitchen.
"Oh, and by the way Baby, we got guests coming round soon, will you be a dear and go get them?"
Baby squealed with excitement and ran out of the house.
XxXxXx
When the 'guests' arrived they looked very worried as to what was going on. There were five of them, three girls and two guys. They went by the names of Miley, Jessica, Susanne, Ricky and Shane.
It was fairly obvious that Shane and Miley were dating for their constant kissing and the fact that they always seemed to be holding hands.
"Mama," Baby called as she lead them through the door. "These guys gave me a ride home but they got two flat tires not too far back, you think we can help them out?"
"Why I don't see why not," Mama replied cheerily "and they're just in time for dinner, how 'bout that!"
"Oh you don't have to go to the trouble, really, we'll be fine," Jessica said timidly.
Jessica was the only redhead in the group. Her red locks were long and curly, she wore a tight, blue tank top, black jeans and a pair of flats with butterflies up the side of them.
She was a pretty girl who had no need to wear make-up and the only jewellery she had was a silver nose stud.
Miley and Susanne were not so pretty.
Miley was a bleach blonde with a fake tan and make-up that looked like she had had to apply it with a shovel. She wore hot-pants, a boob-tube and had a pair or supposed alligator skin, high heeled boots.
Susanne on the other hand was very plain and not much to look at. She had short, dirty
blonde hair, horn-rimmed glasses and very pouty lips. She wore a plain white summer dress and white sandals.
Shane and Ricky were nothing much to look at either.
Shane was your stereotypical, sports obsessed jock, with short, brown hair and baby blue eyes. And Ricky was your everyday, run of the mill, teen-aged guy. He also had brown hair but instead of baby blue eyes, his were a cold grey.
They were probably brothers.
"Oh now, I insist that you stay, I'll just get my son to fix your ride for you. It'll be ready for you tomorrow." Mama said, with the same cheery tone. "Rufus! Be a dear and go work on these nice people's ride will you!"
Rufus walked out of the house grudgingly, yet again grumbling about the fact that it was always him who had to sort stuff out.
"Now, you guys make yourselves comfortable and I'll finish off dinner," Mama said while gesturing to the seats at the table.
The group of five sat down timidly, obviously not comfortable with the arrangements.
Miley quietly complained to Shane about how dirty and disgusting the house was. All the while
Delilah was standing in the corner of the kitchen, silently making individual plans on howshe would kill the group of five when she got the chance. And, most of all, thinking about how it had felt to have Otis kiss her. To have his hand on her breast. To have him whisper in her ear and to see the look of lust in his eyes when he made the frets and cut her with the knife.