six feet under the stars

Text 1 from Lucinda.(dads friend)5:23 pm:
your fathers line went flat. He's gone. I'm sorry. Stay with your sister its best.
Text 2 from Wendy 5:40 pm:
Hey jasey, we're home. Got the message from Delilah. Have fun.
two missed calls from Wendy:
Text 3 from Wendy 5:52:
I just heard the news. Oh my god are you alright. Come home with Delilah soon and we'll talk
Text 4 from Justin. 6:30:
I woke up three hours ago. Whats going on. Lucinda said you where in California. Call me when you get this.
text 5 Delilah 7:52:
Sorry I left you. Andy was right brets an ass. I need your help. Now. He wants something I can't give call soon please

text 6 unknown 8:02:

Your friend was good. You know she was a virgin? Came fast wasn't so fun looks like round two is coming.
text 7 8:46 Delilah:
help. Idc who comes just get him away.
text 9 9:15 Justin:
i heard the news. Call soon. Maybe you can stay with me instead of her. Call me.
Text 10 9:30 unknown:
I'm done you can have her back now
My heart broke. so many thing over the course of five hours. Delilah, my father, Justin. I was relieved and yet hated my self for being selfish. I let out a sob that hurt me. I flung the phone at Andy before he could ask whats wrong.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him to the bus that Delilah was in. As we opened the door the sobbing came rushing in the air. I cried harder. Going in I instantly fell to my knees. The place smelled like sex. There was blood on the sheets she was wrapped in. There where places in her hair that stuck together by white goo. The floor was littered with condoms and her clothing. It was possibly the worst thing I have ever seen.

"oh baby doll, how could this happen. Your only fourteen years old. Its not fair. I'm so sorry." Andy ran his fingers through her hair. Not even cringing as he hit cum. I had no idea she was fourteen. She was so adult like. I thought she was older than me. At least eight teen. This whole thing seems worse.

Andy picked up her clothing helping dress her. He picked her up and carried her out. I called everyone. I told them to meet us at the hospital.

When we where There wendy came crashing into me sobbing and gripping me tightly whispering she's so sorry over and over again. The police questioned the other relapse symphony members. The where pretty pissed too.
Alex brought his guitar and played some songs that calmed down Delilah. Some of the guys joined in on the music and soon we had an entire wave of different beat waves and gorgeous cords that rang through the hallway. And two voices that made every song better than the last. There are cheers coming from other rooms.
I was curled up with Wendy. She was the only one who could come close to understanding any of this. Her hands combed through my hair as she mouthed along to therapy. Tears still fell from her eyes and mine leaked from the pain of knowing nothing.
Because of you started to play from one guitar and I instantly started singing along. Wendy sang along with me. Before I knew it we where done and Delilah held my hand. Her body seemed like it was about to break. I've never seen someone fall so fast and hard.
"Play remembering Sunday for me please alex." He smiled and did what Delilah asked and I instantly knew this was written for her. Some one unforgettable but you can have. They've had her for three years. Eleven. She let a tear slip out of her as my sister sang the part for a girl. Andy looked down. It must mean something to him too.

The world stopped when the door opened. A world I wish I could forget ran through my head as the doctor came in. "She will be fine but we need to keep her over night in case."
That cold November night I was in a hospital waiting room with everyone was the first of many nights I would always remember. But also the first I would begin to learn that maybe the world wasn't as bad as I thought it was.

Notes

We are now moving in the story! Woo hoo!! By the way remembering Sunday is my favorite song and movie. :-) have a good day. I will up date at least once before twelve tomorrow. Love you all comment subscribe and vote. Please..... I'm truly trying not to beg but I kinda want people to read this story.... I'm dedicated to it.