Life Saver

Weird stuff has happened to Delilah. She has been getting in more and more danger every day. She has almost been killed by an moving train but, she has been saved. She have almost been hit by an moving car but, she has been saved. Who is mystery guy that keeps saving her? When she finds out who he is, will they fall in love? Or will the forbidden happen?


7. Nick


I went home with shock.

    I sat on our porch steps and waited for Nick to come home (if he wasn't already).

    I laid down and closed my eyes.


I heard footsteps and stirred in my sleep. I could feel someone hovering over me. The person sort of nudged me with his foot. "Get up." I heard Will's voice. "Up."

    I fluttered my eyes open and glared at him. "I don't want too."

    "You are sleeping on the porch steps, Delilah. I got worried. I was going to go look for you but, it seems like I didn't have to look that long. Come back inside so you can sleep."

    I went inside. Will took Chelsea home earlier. Hailer was passed out in his room and Will was going to sleep on the couch just incase anyone break in again. I went in my room and fell a sleep without throwing the covers over me or even changing.


The next morning, I got up and took a shower (since I haven't last night). I got dressed and pulled my hair up in a messy bun. I brushed my teeth and left the natural look.

    My mom works Monday's and Friday's as a substitute teacher. My dad works Monday's and Tuesday's as a part-time nurse. We wait until Mom comes home which is usually around 7:30 at night. Until then, I do whatever, and today I'm going to pay a visit to my neighbor.

    I walked out of my room to see my dad sitting casually on the couch watching TV. I slipped on my shoes. "Where are you going?" Asked my dad.

    "Um, just to take a walk."

    "You usually take walks on Wednesday."

     "Um, I know. I just feel like taking a walk now."

     "You're lying but, that's ok. I won't push it. Just keep yourself out of trouble."

      "Yes sir."

      That's my dad, not caring about much. It's not that he doesn't care about us, he just trust us. Although, my mom is the complete opposite, she doesn't like when we leave the house without permission or us getting in trouble in anyway.

      I walked out and took a glance at Nick's house. I walked down the steps to his house. I paused. I bit my lip nervously. I'm just here to get some answers out of him...that's all.

     I walked up his porch steps and walked to the door. I hesitated before knocking. I knocked a couple of times and waited.

     He opened the door and he stood there without a shirt. I tried to focus on his face and not his body. "Um, I." Ok, I should've wrote what I was going to say before I came over here. He waited, leaning against the door frame. "I wanted to say, thank you for, um-"

    "You're welcome." He smirked. "Want to come in?" He opened his door wider and I hesitated. I wanted to scream out 'yes!' but, that would've been really weird.

    "Um, no." I pointed my thumb behind me. "I was just going to um, well, uh."

    He waited with a smirk. He crossed his arms. "It's ok. You don't have to make a excuse. If you don't want to come in, you don't have too. I was just being nice." He stared at me for a while. "But, I would like to have someone to talk too."

    I nodded. Maybe I could get him to explain some stuff. "Ok, I'll come in." I walked in and looked around. His place was fairly clean. Although, it was a bit cluttered.

    "Please, sit down." He slipped on his shirt and sat on the couch. I sat on the other couch in front of him. "Why did you come here?" He asked.

    "To say thanks."

    "Oh, well, just don't tell anyone."

    "W-what? You have to be a little more specific. I-"

    "Don't tell anyone someone's coming after you. They will call the police and this man killed plenty of police. There's really not a reason on why he wants to kill you. He's just really crazy. He's also, very deadly. Very, very deadly. He's not going to stop until you're dead but, I'm not going to let that happen. I will make sure he's dead first."

    I stared at him with disbelief. "You mean someone's coming after me? Was it that same guy that broke in my house?"

    He nodded.

    "You said he was very deadly. How come he never killed you?"

    "Sweetheart, that's because, I'm a little bit more deadly than he is."



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