**Delilah**

There's that occasional night, where you just break down and cry, because you know no matter what, things will never be the same again.

So I did what I did for the last few days.....cry.

"Delilah you better get out of your bed this moment! ", Dani screams from the kitchen.

"No!", I shout back snuggling with my crying pillow.

My doors busts open and Dani enters, uninvitedly hopping on one leg, trying to place a boot on the other. She finally manages to slip it on and she picks up all the tissues laying around my bed.

"I have dance reversals starting in about thirty minutes, and I'm not leaving you alone at home to sulk over someone who didn't deserve you in the first place", she says pulling the blanket off me and I whine. The cold air coming into contact with my once-warned skin as goosebumps take over my body.

Letting out a shiver I turn my head towards her. "Why does the good girls always get hurt?", I ask and Danielle lets out a sigh.

"I know you hurting right now Dee and I hate seeing you like this. I need my jolly Delilah Rose back, not this sobbing over a loser, eating oreos and ice-cream while laying in bed watching sad movies.

"It's only been a few hours", I state licking my spoon covered in cookie dough ice-cream.

"Delilah honey, it's been two days", she says slowly and my eyes widen.

Tears spill through my eyes and she stares at me with sympathy.

"I'm a total mess", I sob and Danielle sits down next to me.

"He's a total idiot for messing things up again, and you know it", she says and I nod.

"I just thought he meant it when he said he loved me", I say with tears slowly rolling down my cheeks.

"Oh darling, don't be fooled by his charm. He doesn't know how to love", Dani answers, saying it like it's the most obvious things on the planet.

"I just don't understand why he cheated on me again. Am I doing something wrong. Am I not fun enough?", I ask frustrated.

"Don't you dare blame yourself  for a devil's doings Delilah Rose", Danielle demands.

"Never put yourself down because of other people's mistakes Delilah. Learn from it, but never take credit for it", she instructs.

"Now wipe those tears away", she says with a giggle. "We talking about Bethany here, Austin has no clue what she has in store for him", Dani says causing me to laugh.

"I really hope he has a lock in his wallet", I add and Dani joins in on my laughter.

"And that's the Delilah I know", Dani cheers making me smile.

"You always know what to say to cheer me up", I state as she playfully flips her hair to the side.

"I better get going or I'll be late", Dani panics before hugging me.

"You'll be okay for the rest of the day?", she asks and I nod.

"Don't worry about me, now go kill it at rehearsals", I say shooing her away as she flys through my door.

"Bye, Love you!", she screams running to the door.

"Love you", I return and smile as I heared the door close.

I look around my room sighing as I see how untidy it is from my emotional break down. I'm a free girl now and I don't need to hang around some guy to feel wanted. Slowly I get out of bed and tidy up our apartment since I'm alone.

I plug in my earphones as I dance around the house while doing the dishes and sweeping up abit.

After about two hours of doing chores the apartment is fresh and clean. I look into the mirror and frown at my reflection. My hair is all messy, my eyes are red and puffy. All-in-all I look like the walking dead.

Quickly hopping into the shower, my reality hits me in the face and once tears steam down my face washing away down the drain as the hot water from the shower falls to my feet. I hate feeling so broken.

I step out drying myself with my big fluffy towel. Applying my strawberry scented lotion, goosebumps cover my skin as the cold liquid comes into contact with my skin.

Air drying my hair with a towel, I walk to my closet deciding on all black clothes to match my mood.....dark.

Sipping on my black ripped jeans and black cropped top. I pair it up with my black boots and leather jacket straightening my hair, I leave it loose applying some light makeup only consisting of some pick lipgloss and mascara.

I stare into the mirror to gain some confidence and get my old-self back.

"I am beautiful, I am smart, I am confident, I am courageous " I repeat to myself and it builds a sense courage to only move forward and never look back.

Grabbing my phone, I stuff it in my pocket as I exit the apartment. Making double sure the doors locked, and call a cab.

"The local park please", I instructed and the old man nodded driving to the destination.

I stared out the window, watching the world pass out in a blur. The vehicle soon comes to a stop and I step out after paying him.

The fresh air fills my nose as I inhale sharp breathes. The cool moisture air of the morning filling my lungs, after two days of sulking behind close doors in the dark.

Letting out a breathe of air, my feet strolls along the stone path in the park. The sweet scent of flowers brightening my day as the different type of flowers, mixtures of roses, lillies and dandelions bloom under the early sky.

"Ouch", I groan softly as something hits me on my back knocking out a breathe as I hiss.

"Oh no", a cute little girl with blonde hair tied into two pig-tails, runs towards me.

"I sorry", she apologises shyly. I laugh slightly as her apology sounds like she says 'sowwy'.

"Is this your ball? ", I ask and she nods smiling shyly with a hint of guilt.

"Hazel, are you being a bad girl?", a tall figure jogs towards us. My throat hitches as the man comes to view.

"Delilah what a surprise", Blake huffs slowing his jog with a  bright warming smile.

I couldn't help to stare at the way his muscles flex as he walks, especially through his bright white t-shirt. And here I am wearing all black at a park, on a sunny day.

My cheeks redden as I notice I've been staring too long. I think he noticed considering the grin taking over his features.

"Hey Blake", my voice comes out softer than intended. I mentally smack myself for sounding like a mouse whenever I say his name.

"I not bad girl", she answer in her adorable squeaky voice looking sad.

"Did you apologise to Delilah?", he asks her and she nods 'yes'.

"See she's not a bad girl, because she already apologized", I say as she smiles.

"Yay I good girl", she squeals happily and Blake playfully tosses her in the air as she giggles.

"Stop daddy, stop", she says and I freeze.

Wait what, Hazel is Blake's daughter?

[A/N]

I JUST LOVE TAKING UNEXPECTED TURNS, IT SURPRISES ME SOMETIMES TOO BECAUSE I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW I THINK OF THESE THINGS 😏😏

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