Chapter 3

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Delilah's P.O.V

After dropping Oliv off at school I drove to uni. Johnny said he would meet me at uni. Once I got there I looked for him. When I thought I wouldn't find him I heard his voice. I followed his voice to an empty room. I look through the window of the door to see some chick giving him a blow job. I walked in. Once he saw me he panicked.

“Delilah” He says.

“Johnny, do you even love me like you say you do?” I ask through gritted teeth.

“Of course I do! I wouldn't have proposed if I didn't” He says.

“You would have let someone suck you off if you did either!” I yell.

“I didn't know, he said he was single” The girl said.

She looked like she was about to cry. I give her a soft smile.

“Do you go here?” I ask her.

She shakes her head and looks down at her feet.

“How old are you?” I ask.

“Seventeen” She says.

She's still in school and a minor!

“You disgust me Johnny! She's not even legal! You're nineteen!” I say.

“I think you should go to school sweetie okay?” I say.

She nods her head and leaves as quickly as possible.

“Look, I don't have time for you right now Johnny. We'll talk about this tonight at your place” I say.

He nods his head and with that I leave.

I walked into a random room to find Mr Jones. We talked and laughed and I told him I had a fight with Johnny. He said I could bring Oliv over to his house since Roxie would be there. I wasn't quite sure but agreed. I made it clear I would drop Oliv off at his house so I can make sure Roxie is actually going to be there. When I saw her I was a little relaxed. I left to go talk things out with my idiot fiancé.

“Johnny why would you do that to me?” I ask in a soft voice.

“I'm sorry baby. We've been dating for three years and you still haven't slept with me. I mean I haven't had sex in three years because I knew you weren't ready yet but I am ready. I have been waiting three long years and you still wont go intimate with me. I mean sometimes I even doubt that you do love me. I see you checking out other guys and flirting. When you say I love you, you look away because you don't mean it” He says with tears.

I couldn't help but feel guilty. I mean I do check other guys out but Johnny is my first boyfriend so I just thought everyone does that. I know I haven't gone intimate with him but it just doesn't feel...I don't know it doesn't feel right. I know he tries, he makes everything romantic but I end up getting cold feet. I do mean it when I say I love him. I think I mean it. I mean, I've only ever been with Johnny so I don't know how strong love can be or is suppose to be.

“I'm sorry Johnny. I don't mean to be like that it just happens. You know I have a hard time letting people in and trusting them. Especially after my father” I whisper.

His eyes soften and he pulls me onto his lap.

“I know sweetie” He says as he kisses my forehead.

Soon I leave to pick Oliv up. I wanted to say thank you too Mr Jones but he was in the shower. Apparently he had been the whole time I was gone. I walk in and call his name. He responds and asks me for a towel. I pass it to him but when he reaches for it I see cuts along his knuckles and a whole in his bathroom wall. Oh Mr Jones, what have you done. I tell him to get dressed and that I would look after his wounds.

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