My wrist felt waayy better that it did before. I smiled.
Alex smiled too. "Um, i didn't get your name", i told him, nervously.
I avoided eye contact. I heard him chuckle. "Andrew."
I looked him in the eyes and something clicked. It was kinda weird.
He smiled and i smiled back.
"Delylah." I held out my hand.
He smiled then shook it. As soon as he touched me, a shock ran through my body. I jumped.
"is everything ok?", he asked looking worried. My eyes darted to his.
"Um, uh, yeah", i shook my head trying to forget. I tried to maintain my breathing. He smiled and left to go to his room. I blushed. 'Whoa! Hes HOT!!'.
Then, i relized something. I walked around to find Andrew.
He was in the kitchen getting water. "Um, Andrew?", he turned around, "Um, when can i go home?"
I looked down and played with the bottom of my shirt, waiting for an answer. My head shot up when i heard the first word come out of his mouth.
"Im sorry, Delylah, but i cant take you home. You might tell someone and they might tell the police. And i just brokee out of jail last week. I cant afford to go back.", he told me with a frown.
I Sighed. 'well, atleast hes hot'. I walked away. Iwent to my room. 'well, i guess this is home'.
I layed in my bed then closed my eyes. Then, my pocket viberated. It scared the hell outta me. I took my phone outta my pocket then looked at the screen. Mom. "Shit!", i whispered yelled. I answered it.
Me: hello? i knew she was ganna cuss me out
Mom: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, DELYLAH NIOMI LOVE!?!?!?! ME AND YOUR FATHER ARE WORRIED SICK!!!
Me: im ok mom
Mom: YOU WONT BE WHEN I GET A HOLD OF YOU, YOUNG LADY!!!!!
Me: Serenity now
Mom: OH CUT THE CRAP!! YOURE MISSING MISS LOVE!! IM NOT CALMING DOWN, DAUM IT!!!
Me:*rolls eyes* mom, im fine
Mom: where are you?!?
Mom: CUZ IM YOUR MOM AND I NEED TO KNOW WHERE YOU ARE AT AT ALLL TIMES!!!!
Mom: Delylah, this is your father. NOW u better tell me where youre at right now of so help me!! youll be in milatary(sp) school faster than you can say, noo!!
Me: UR NOT MY REALL DAD!! *hangs up*
ugh! i hate how he acts like hes my reall dad! no moterfcker! youre not so stop acting like it! ugh!! he pisses me off with that bullshht!
Andrew came into my room. "Where is it?", he asked. I gave him the 'wtf' look. "Your phone".
I gave it to him. "Whatcha ganna do with it?", i asked.
"Imma get u a new one. The cops might track this one down. I really dont wanna go to jail", he said, putting it in his pocket.
"But my phone is my life!", i whined.
"Imma get you a new one. Chill.", he told me.
I pouted. "Fiiine".
He smiled. "Well go shopping in the morning. But for now, imma give you some of my clotes to sleep in", he told me.
YOU ARE READING
The One Thing That You've StolenTeen Fiction
Reckless Delylah is at it again. Only this time, she's locked out of her front door. Her only choice was to break in to her own house, but the cops still arrest her. Again. They take her to the police station, where she meets this boy named Andrew...