I slam my phone down on the balcony table and let out a frustrated growl. Why isn’t she replying to me? I mean, sure I said that I didn’t want to talk to her anymore, but I’ve texted her half a dozen times since then explaining I didn’t mean it! Geez, Andy. You sound like a fucking creep. She obviously doesn`t care to talk to you anymore, you dick. I know I should just leave her alone, but I can`t seem to stop. Biting my lip, I consider what is probably the stupidest thing I`ll ever do. Regardless, I pick up my phone and dial her number.
Ring.
Ring.
I sit on the edge of my seat, hoping she`ll answer, but instead I get her voicemail. Sighing, I leave her a quick message.
“Hey…It’s Andy…” I wince at how stupid I sound. Of course it’s me! She’s probably got fucking caller ID! In fact, she’s probably just going to delete this message without even bothering to listen to it. “Listen, I’m really, really sorry about what I said last week…I didn’t mean it, I swear! I want to talk to you…I really do.” You just sound like a groveling idiot, Andy. I sigh and hang up. There’s nothing else I can do now but wait and hope she calls back.
You’re such a fucking idiot.
“Hey, Andy!” I look up and Ashley is standing in front of my apartment, looking up at me. Why is he here? Leaning on the railing, I look down at him confused and he holds up his car keys. “Are you ready to go?” Shit. I forgot that he was taking me to see Juliet today. I’m glad he’s okay with driving me around until I can get my ass in gear to get a new car, but sometimes he puts me in such a rush.
I pull on a clean shirt and grab my keys before leaving, meeting Ashley at his car. It’s a quiet ride; he knows I don’t like to talk much on these particular trips. Instead, I stare out the window. It’s a nice day, but the wind’s blowing something fierce. All I can think of is the way the wind would blow Juliet’s hair across her face, and while she would always try everything in her power to tame it, I loved the way it made her look even more beautiful. I feel tears gather, but I blink them back. This wasn’t the time for tears; I could wait until I was with her again.

Delilah’s POV
It’s finally Friday! And just as my parents promised, I have my phone back safely in my hands. It’s really sad how people these days can’t seem to live without their little devices, but I don’t judge because I’m so very obviously the same way. I try to turn it on, but it’s dead. My parents must have not shut it off when they took it. I pout a little but plug it in. A few minutes later, the screen lights up and it takes it’s time turning on.
I move around my room and start to get ready. I have another project to do; this time it’s a black and white setting. It’s cliché of me, I know, but I’m heading back to the graveyard. There are just so many good options for pictures there, and in black and white I know they’ll turn out great. My teacher’s already used to my work being slightly morbid. It’s not my intention, but it does seem to always turn out that way.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Holy hell! I pick up my phone and look at my phone as it tries to catch up with the messages it’s missed while being off. Sitting down, I open the messages. They’re all from Andy. I thought he didn’t want to talk to me anymore? I start with the first one, and read through the messages.
*Hey, look. I’m sorry I just had a bad night. I didn’t mean that…forgive me?*
*Delilah? Please answer me….*
*Look, even if you don’t forgive me, please answer me so I at least fucking know*
*fuck you bitch I just want to talk to you!*
*sorry, had another bad night : ( please answer me! I’m really sorry!*
*Can we please talk? I really need someone right now*
The last notification was a voicemail. From Andy! I couldn’t help but feel worried for him. The harsh words he sent me made no difference, I’m too worried about his safety. I know what people can be like when they’re in the grieving process, and he had it bad. I quickly call my voicemail and listen to what he said. He didn’t sound too bad, but it was probably on a good day. I’d hate to hear him on a bad day, and yet I want to be there when that happens. I want to be able to help him.
I look up at the picture I have tacked to my wall. This man is in so much pain, and I feel such a need to help him, but why? I stare at the picture for a bit, almost entranced. He looks familiar. Of course he looks familiar! You’ve met him already! I shake the thought from my head. He doesn’t just look familiar because I met him a little over a week ago. He looks more familiar than that, as if I’ve known him forever and yet never. You sound ridiculous. I bite my lip and look back to my phone. He needs me…he practically said it himself! I told him he could talk to me; I should live up to what I say!
I quickly call him, but he doesn’t answer. I sigh and vow to try again when I get back. I grab my keys and quickly go to my car.

Andy’s POV

I’ve been sitting by the familiar headstone for a couple hours now. Ashley said he’d pick me up at one, but in my haste to meet him I left my phone back at my apartment. Oh well, he’d come get me if I made him wait too long. I tell Juliet about Delilah, and I find myself asking her for help. She was always so good with people, and I guess I used to be, too. However, now I don’t think I’m really compatible with society anymore. I can barely focus long enough with my band to get a solid idea out. I hardly feel like myself anymore. I tell Juliet that, too.
A bright red rose sits on top on the stone. It replaces the one I brought last week; the day I met Delilah. I find myself looking out over the grounds in search of her. Surely she would be here! Are you really here looking for another girl while visiting Juliet? I look down and sigh. I really am fucked up. Guilt swells up in my heart and I look back at the name engraved on the stone and run my fingers over it gently.
“I miss you, Dragonfly.” Tears started to gather in my eyes again, but I’m sick of crying. I get up and touch the stone one last time before starting the long walk back to the gates. So many thoughts were flying around in my mind. I want to see her again. She’s all I’ve been able to think about this past week, and even when I come here to visit Juliet she’s all I could talk about. You spent half the time here looking for her!
Caught up in my thoughts, I run right into someone, nearly knocking them over. I reach out and catch them, steadying them on their feet before looking up. It’s her. I smile a bit. What are the chances? Here, I thought I’d never get the chance to talk with her again, and she’s standing right in front of me. She looks just as shocked as I am, though not as happy. Of course she’s not happy to see you, you idiot! Just stop staring at her awkwardly and say something!
“H-hello...” I speak, even my voice sounding a bit awkward, but I’m hopeful. She looks up at me, and I get lost in her eyes. She looks nervous, but I see a bit of relief in her eyes. Was she relieved I’m talking to her, or relieved she doesn’t have to speak first?
“Hi, Andy.”
“Look, I know you’ve been ignoring me, so I won’t take up a lot of your time,” I start to apologize yet again, but this time she looks confused and cuts me off.
“I wasn’t ignoring you…I had my phone taken away.” Taken away? She seems a little old for such a punishment or really any at all, but at this point, I’m not complaining; she wasn’t ignoring me! I couldn’t help the bright smile that takes over my face and I hug her without thinking. I hear her make a small, surprised squeak and can’t help but chuckle a bit at the cute sound.
“That’s great news, Delilah. I was really upset…” Why would you say that? She’s going to think you’re even more a weirdo now. She just smiles at me and hugs me again.
“I’m sorry I worried you.”
“I’m sorry about what I said.”
“It’s fine.” She smiles and shakes her head, brushing it off. I smile and relax a bit. Things seem to be okay with us now, so I venture a little further.
“So, how about that coffee?” She just smiles and nods.

Notes

having troubles updating this chapter o-o sorry it's short, and i tried to fix the spacing but then it starts to delete what i've written D: so please bare with me with this >.> hopefully it's just this chapter