I'm glad I didn't go with him, the Jerkface just wanted me because I was hot.
Even if I'm hot, there is more to me than just being hot. I'm a hot mess and can sometimes be a badass. ( A/N just like the person writing this but she isn't hot.)
He had no right to do that to my Delilah. My only friend is now dying because of the Jerkface.
I can't help but begin to fall to my knees as I finally realize that Delilah might die now.
It begins to rain on the balcony of the tower, I had forgotten that my mood controlled the weather. I've been locked up here, in need of saving, for about fifteen years.
I was told I had been dangerous and taken away from my parents. They thought I would stop having emotions if Delilah was there to keep me scared but she just made me happy so even in the Winter it was warm and sunny.
But now it's raining and lightning.