Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

It was as much the desire for sex as the desire to get out of her aunt's house that sent to to Victoria Lane and Pierre's bed. She wouldn't admit even to herself how much she enjoyed his presence. It even seemed like the sex was better with him than with other guys, and she couldn't quite work out why. All the same technicalities were going on and yet... but it was also scarier. The way he looked into her eyes during terrified her and made everything in her want to run.

But when they were done she didn't run. She slept. Not in his arms. Never in his arms. Delilah wasn't that type of girl. She wasn't the huggable lover to keep close as you dozed off. She had been once, but not now. Not anymore.

She knew it was a dream almost as soon as she fell into it. Sometimes it was just so clear. She'd never seen the way it had happened in real life, but she'd seen it a million times and a million differant ways when she'd closed her eyes. Screech of tires, screams of the dying, smash of glass. In her dreams she was always there, always watching from the sidelines and never able to do anything to change it. She screamed and yelled and shook and cried but nothing else.

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Delilah as good as had a house. It was a nice feeling. She didn't even mind that she wasn't going to be in the attic. (She hadn't really wanted it that badly anyway.)

Now came the much scarier task and Delilah was almost shaking as she rode her bike up into the driveway at Victoria Lane and stepped off. She had to grab the clothing she'd left here the night before but she still wasn't sure what to do about Pierre. She suddenly wished she was drunk again.

Please don't be home, please don't be home... she thought as she knocked on the front door.

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Delilah sat out the front of the Chinese resturant near her aunt's house and awaited Pierre. She was a little early and was keeping herself busy was prawn crackers. And worrying.

She had trouble even admitting to herself why this meeting was going to take place. What had happened any other time guys had shown too much interest? She just cut them out. So why was Pierre any differant?

Del shoved another prawn cracker in her mouth and pouted.

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