Poisoned Game

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Her face fell as her teeth were caught in between her top and bottom lip. She looked like she was thinking long and hard and that's not what I wanted. I didn't want her to have to think, if she did then who says she wouldn't be lying to me right about now.

"I have to get to my siblings, they need me." She lied as she tried to walk away from me but I stopped her,

"Lilah, Do you-"

"You don't get to call me that. Stop it."

I ran my fingers through my hair as I shifted with the crunches paining my underarms. It was a pain that I was willing to maintain until I got the truth.

"Why can't I call you that? Because I don't want you calling me Rosie?" I questioned as she nodded, "Rosie is something my family and friends call me. I don't want you as a friend or someone that's like family to me Delilah. Do you know how weird that would be when I..." I trailed off,

I couldn't explain the amount of words in this amount of time that I wanted to say to her. She was driving insane by just standing this close to me and I didn't want to scare her away if I just uttered my stupid feelings all to her.

"When you want?" She asked with her voice softening as her eyes. I wanted to look away but I couldn't, it was like a force of a pull.

"When I want to kiss you every time I see you. When I want to drown my eyes in bleach because I'm afraid that I could never stop looking at how..." I trailed off, "At how gorgeous you are, Delilah. I don't want you calling me Rosie because that's a stupid childhood nickname that I got and when you call me Rose...I feel like the bright shining flower in a field of boring ones that only you get to touch; only you get to look at."

"Rosalie, I-"

"No, Delilah. You don't understand. When I'm mean to you, You come back. I push you away and you stand there on the other side of the gate waiting patiently for me to open up for you. I want you to have my heart, I truly do but there's so much that you don't know and I'm willing to tell you everything now." I ranted on,

"Yeah, now. You had me ready to give up on you knowing that I'm not that person and now you want to know if I'm going to be your friend? How dumb do you think I am?" She shook her head with a scoff leaving her lips.

That was just it. I didn't think she was dumb at all. I actually thought she was the smartest person that I knew, the brightest even. So, how could I let her say such things about herself knowing that, I don't even believe it.

"I want to do this the right way, Delilah. I want us to be friends and I know this isn't fair to you but when I was in the hospital I realized that I don't have forever. My plan to wait until this is all over and finally be able to tell you how I feel is over because life is too short. I want to do this the right way. I want to build up a friendship with you, I want to learn everything about you and know the things that others don't. I want us to be friends so I could protect you and hopefully when it's over; we could be lovers." I muttered the last bit,

Things were silent for a moment until I looked up and she was smiling at me. I couldn't help but shift a little as a smile slowly appeared on my face.

"Lovers?" Her voice trailed off, "You want to be my lover?" She asked,

I wanted to cringe at the use of the word coming from her mouth but I just couldn't. Everything she said always made me fluster like a fucking idiot.