CHAPTER TEN
I'm scared. I'm scared. Mum. Help me! Mummm!! I'm crying, lost, so frightened. Oh why can't you help me? Why aren't you here for me
come and help me. I'm your daughter. I'm your only daughter! Don't you love me? Don't you care of the pain I'm going through? Don't you know? Can't you see? Surely you're not that daft. Are you? I'm yelling out. It hurts. I try to save myself from the pain. But I'm not strong enough. Mum! Strong hands grip my arms shaking me. I take in a huge breath of air as though I was drowning. My eyes are open
but have no focus. I'm sitting up and I feel the weight of someone beside me. I shut my eyes and my head lolls back. A voice. It's saying my name. Who is it? Am I saved? I open my eyes my breath has calmed.
"Delilah?"
Isabelle.
"Are you alright? Delilah?"
Why do you save me Isabelle? When my own Mother has abandoned me. You stay. You save me. Again and again. I let my weight fall forward trusting your strong arms to support and hold me. You've stopped talking. And now you hold me. I close my eyes feel your warmth. You run your hands along my arms warming them. I shudder and lean closer to my friend hiding my face in her shoulder. Dry eyes well up now with tears. My cheeks are warm
hot in fact. And wet. Wet as tears fall. From my eyes. I bury my face further into Isabelles cotton jumper. My arms wrap their way around my friends mid-section and Isabelle pulls me close and rests her head beside mine. We sit there for what seems like an eternity. That's how long it takes for my tears to dry. For my breath to calm. And heart to slow. Only then does Isabelle take the chance to speak. And even then she only says one thing.
"Delilah." As she says my name she squeezes my shoulders a gently. Not moving. My eyes are closed and I'm close to slipping off to sleep yet again.
But instead I answer to the uttering of my name. "Yeah?" My voice is shaken from crying.
"
was it a nightmare?"
I feel so very childish as I nod my head. Afraid that if I dared speak my voice would crack.
I had only meant to lie on the couch and rest for just a little bit. I had not the slightest attention of falling asleep. I successfully hold back a shudder. I had not had the attention of having a nightmare. Of having that nightmare especially. Oh why does it come back? The nightmare, the memory. That dark cloud hovering at the back of my mind. Rumbling and Growling like a beast of the gods. Something fierce. Violent. It comes back again and again..
"Delilah?"
I wake up. Isabelle was speaking. My savior from the dark beast. I mumble something snuggling into my friends arms.
"What is the nightmare about?"
I shiver. "P-please. Isabelle, do not a-ask. Don't. Don't" I plead into her jumper.
I hear Isabelle and she kisses my forehead. We both seem to pause for a moment at this action taking place. Then quickly Isabelle stops the pause in motion becoming embarrassing by hurriedly adding to the action caring words hastily spoken. "I won't then. Tell me when you're ready. 'Kay?" She runs her hands reassuringly across my shoulders squeezing them gently at the end. Before quickly getting up mentioning something about seeing if any of her Dads mates had arrived for the going away party for Isabelles cousin.
She crosses the living room and I lean back on the couch grabbing a nearby pillow and hugging it to my chest as I sit to think. Now awake.
What just happened?
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