3. ch.3~ breakdown

I was surprised when Luke sat down next to me again. I figured he'd want to move to a different seat, there where at least 1 or 2 open. I didn't give him a second glance though, I wast in the mood.

I checked the time on my phone. It was 2:30 p.m. ; about 3 hours after the bus had left Seattle. Or we could still be in Seattle. I wast completely sure. I had a missed call from my brother, Matthew. I clicked on the voicemail:

" Hey, Delilah. Mom and dad know you're gone.. I'm still kind of sad you didn't tell me. I miss you already Lilah. It's not the same without you here.. mom and dad are worse. But I understand why you ran, I'm running too but when I'm 18, like you. I love you. "

I felt the tears come slowly, and soon I was having a breakdown. I knew that I should've brought Matt, but he was only 15, and I couldn't. He was too young to get a passport on his own, and I couldn't buy one for him because I only had money for one.

Sobs racked through my body as I tried to calm down. I could only imagine how hard it was for Matt without me. I always protected him, but now I was gone. I couldn't go back though, no matter how much it hurt to leave him. He was strong, he would be okay.

I hadn't realised that Luke had his arm around me until just now. I shook him off and wiped my eyes with my sweatshirt. I sniffed, and wiped my eyes again. I had calmed down quickly, it helped that I was used to break downs.

" Hey.. you okay? " Luke asked quietly.

" I'm fine. " I spoke, my voice cracking again.

He shook his head but didn't press me any further. Guess he learned quickly. I sighed and called Matthew back.

" Hi, you've reached the voicemail of Matt. Sorry I couldn't get to the phone, but you know what to do at the beep. "


I sighed. " Hey Matthew. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving I just.. " I trailed off, crying again. " I'm sorry. I miss you too, and I wish I could've brought you but.. you know. I love you Matt, be strong. " I hung up and wiped away the tears that stung my eyes once more.

I hated that I cried so much, but I had valid reasons. Many of them. A lot of them where the same reasons as I ran away. Luke's voice pulled me out of my thoughts again.

" You don't look fine to me, Delilah. "

I looked at the ground. I nodded and said quietly, " I know. "

He shook his head. " You're so..mysterious. You know that? "

I nodded again and looked out the window. I wouldn't say I was "mysterious" but I was definitley odd.

He smiled to himself. I was going to ask him why he was smiling about that, but decided against it. I already knew that this kid was weird, this just added on.

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