Are We Friends Or Are We More?

Dalis Monroe was born in New York City, but moved to Manchester with her mother when she was 14 years old. Dalis is a singer and was discoverd by Simon Cowell when she was 16 years old. Dalis is now 18 years old and has an amazing career and Dalis is best friends with the amazing boyband One Direction! She has been best friends with the boys for 2 years and is super close with them. Dalis and Zayn did date for awhile, now they are just friends. But Dalis finds herself falling for another one of the boys..but will he feel the same?


31. Shouldn't Come Back

  It's my 13th day here in rehab. I get out of bed and go into the bathroom and get dressed for the day. 

*Dalis outfit

I was curling my hair when Nicole walked in.

"Today's the day,"She smiled. 

"Are you excited?" I asked her.

She nodded her head, "C'mon we have to go to group."

I unplugged my curling iron and grabbed Nicole's hand and we walked to group together. 

"Well Nicole it's your last day." Dr. Mitchell said to a smiling Nicole. 

"Yupp." She said.

"Well, I hope you take everything you learned here and you apply it to your new life." Dr. Mitchell said looking at her still.

"My new life." She smiled. "I'm very excited for that." 

"Congratulations Nicole," Dr. Mitchell said smiling as the group clapped. 

She stood up and gave everybody in the group a hug. 

"Want to walk me out?" She asked me.

I nodded my head and we held hands as we walked to the front door. 

"I have something to give you," Nicole said reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a bracelet and held it out to me, "I made it." 

I held out my wrist and she put it on, "Thanks Nicole." 

"It's so you'll always remember me." She said as she finished putting it on me. 

I shook my head, "I don't need a bracelet to remember my friends." 

She smiled and hugged me, "Dalis, i'm really scared." She whispered. 

I let go of our hug and looked st her, "Why?" 

"I'm scared to leave this place because out there," she said pointing to the front door,"It's so easy to go back to the drugs. But, while i'm in here I know I won't. This is my 2nd time in rehab and I don't want to come back her for a 3rd time." 

"Nicole, you just need to trust and believe in yourself. You have to be strong enough to stay away from that stuff."

She nodded her head and I pulled her in for another hug, "I believe in you." I whispered to her

"Thanks," She whispered. 

As we let go I put my hand on her cheek, "Stay away from the drugs, no more drugs." 

She nodded her head, "No more." She whispered. 

It's my 14th day here in rehab. Nicole left yesterday and I was already going crazy. 

I was sitting outside relaxing when I was told I had a visitor. 

I walked to my room and I was completely shocked when I saw who my visitor was. 

"Dalis," He said when he saw me in the doorway. 

I looked at him standing in the middle of my room, "What the hell are you doing here?" 

"I came to see to you," He smiled. 

"Well, you saw me I guess you can go now." I said harshly. 

He shook his head. 

"I'm not even supposed to have visitors so I don't know why the hell they let you in." I said angrily. 

"Because i'm your father." He said.

"How did you even know I was here?" I asked. 

"It's everywhere. On Magazines, T.v, the internet." 

"I want you to go," 

He nodded his head, "I just wanted to tell you i'm proud of you." 

"Proud of me for what?" I said quietly. 

"Everything. You're life, who you have become, getting clean and sober." 

"Thanks, now go." 

He sighed and started walking towards the door.

"I'm clean and sober, but I can see you're not." I said as he got closer to me. 

He stopped for a second when he heard what I said but didn't respond and walked out. 

I walked over to the nightstand and grabbed my favorite pen and of course my lyric journal.

I sat down on my bed started playing my guitar. 

 I've been laying in bed, probably thinking too much

Sorry, I'm not sorry for the times I don't reply. 

You know the reasons why

Maybe you shouldn't come back 

Maybe you shouldn't come back to me

Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad 

Stop right now, you'll only let me down 

Trying not to forget should be easier than this 

All the birthdays you've missed 

I was only a kid 

Sorry, I'm not sorry for the times

I don't reply. 


Today was my 15th day in rehab I was sitting in group when two police officers walked in and asked to talk to Dr. Mitchell. 

As the officers were talking to Dr. Mitchell I noticed he kept looking at me. 

"Everybody group is going to end a little early today," Dr. Mitchell said after the police men left. 

Everybody stood up from their seats.

"Dalis, wait." 

I turned to Dr. Mitchell, "Yeah?"

"You're father," He paused for a second, "He passed away last night." 

I stood there shocked, "But, he was here yesterday."

Dr. Mitchell nodded his head, "I know. The Police Officers found him this morning. It appears he overdosed on heroin."

I just nodded my head not knowing what to say. I walked to my room and layed down on my bed and began to cry. 


I woke up the next morning wearing the same clothes I was wearing the night before.

I guess I cried myself to sleep. 

I got out off bed and walked into the hallway and saw that someone was being admitted. 

I was shocked to see who it was. 


It's only been 3 days and she is already back. 

It's my 16th day here in rehab 

And I hate it more and more everyday.

I want to go home. 

I kinda wish I could get high.  






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