The Disease

based on Lauren Oliver's book: "Delirium"


1. Prologue


“Macy, I’m-I’m not from here.” He whispers, barely audible. A million questions go through my mind as I blankly stare at him. “You-You’re from there aren’t you?” I whisper back, not even able to hear myself. He looks down and starts playing with his fingers. I start to feel the anger boiling up inside of me. How could he do this? Why would he lie to me? “Answer my question, Harry.” He sighs, looking up at me with sorrowful eyes, as he nods slowly. The anger boils up even more begging to spill out of my mouth. I speechless, though. I know exactly what I want to say but the words stay hidden inside of my throat. I feel a large lump in my throat, tears, no I can’t be crying.  I stand up out of the chair, running out of the room. I hear his footsteps following mine as he chases after me frantically. “Macy, Macy wait!” he yells breathlessly as he loosely grabs on to my left wrist, spinning me around to face him. “I don’t want to talk to you anymore.” I whisper looking down at my feet. He sighs, “I know, I know. I’m sorry, Macy. I didn’t want to hurt you.” I look up at him, my eyes daring to meet his, “You already did, though. You lied to me, Blake.” His eyes swell up with tears as he looks to his own feet, “I wanted to keep you safe.” I feel the anger boiling up inside of me once more, “Safe?! Safe from what, Harry?!” “I didn’t want to hurt you, Macy. I need to tell you something.” I roll my eyes annoyed, “Oh so there’s more, now?” “Macy, I really like you.” I back away from him as he says those words. I really like you. I really like you. I really like you. This isn’t happening. My mind goes fuzzy as I stumble backwards. He reaches out to steady me, but I pull away.You can’t like me. It’s against-It’s against the rules.” I whisper. “Who says I live by the rules?”


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