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Hello world and my wonderful readers! Here is the longer chapter as I promised! I had a lot of fun coming up with these original characters, with Doogie Howser/Neil Patrick Harris being the basis for Dr. Scott Margolis and Kat Von D being the basis for Avery Lincoln, respectively. They will both have big parts in future story lines! Could Dr. Scott be a potential love interest for one of the girls at Jellbany? Who will Avery go after if they end up staying? I had to throw in some reference of RHPS at some point, because I love it so much and it will be popping up again! We'll have to find out!Although, all I have to say is: WAIT FOR THE END!
I am really excited for how far this story has come and that this portion in particular I have been planning since the beginning. It means a lot so PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE REVIEW! They're my fuel to write faster! =) All my followers, favorites, and reviewers, thank you thank you thank you so much for giving my story a chance! It makes me soar! :)
I chose this title for the chapter because I really love the song "Stars (Hold On)" by Youngblood Hawke, which you all know from the Netflix commercial!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE OR STARS (HOLD ON). ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), AND YOUNGBLOOD HAWKE, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
Chapter Thirty Five: The Stars Are Bound To Change, Part Three
Later that night, Delilah was going to ask Rick if he wanted to move into her room with her, which could still be considered a big commitment in this world more or less. It made sense, he was there pretty much every night anyways. She hoped he'd say yes and had a feeling he would, she also hoped that these interviews would go by without a hitch. What could possibly go wrong?
TEN MINUTES LATER
Everybody was standing around by the long table across from the color blending machines, where the floor plans for Home Base were laid out, with a single chair across the table for the potential member to sit in for questioning. It was decided that Delilah would ask a series of questions and that the fate of whomever it was wanting to stay would depend on their summarized answers, and that the council would deliberate at the end on the overall decision. The group watched as the first person walked in alongside Daryl.
He was about six feet tall with dirty blonde hair and dressed well in brown Pumas, dark green cargo pants, and a brown T shirt with a white lab coat. Delilah smiled as he walked forward and she made her way over to him.
"Hi! Good afternoon there, and what's your name?" Not only was a smile like hers disarming to strangers, but it could go a long way.
The young man smiled, extending his hand. "Hello, good afternoon to you as well. I'm Doctor Scott Margolis, M.D. and you are?"
"Delilah, Delilah Daltrey. Nice to meet you." She shook his hand, already getting a good vibe off of him. Up close, she saw that he had dark green eyes, a few faint freckles on his nose, straight teeth, and seemed to be fit even if he was a little scrawny. He looked around the factory in wonderment.
"Very nice to meet you as well. This place is outstanding, and wow! What a stockpile!" They released hands, still smiling.
"Thanks, we're a bunch of doomsday preppers. Dr. Scott Margolis. I've got to ask, are you a fan of The Rocky Horror Picture Show?"
Scott chuckled and blushed a little. "I've actually never seen it, but I've heard about Dr. Scott."
Delilah fake gasped. "It's a must see! What about "Doogie Howser"? You look just like Neil Patrick Harris!"
"Now that I get all the time." They both laughed. Scott couldn't help but notice what a beauty this girl was. Being the prodigy that he was and his semblance to Neil Patrick Harris, he had always been called "Doogie Howser". While he would usually protest, he didn't feel the need to with Delilah. She could call him whatever she wanted.
"Let me introduce you to everybody." He followed Delilah as he met the others and shook their hands, until getting to Beth at the end. When their eyes met, they were both captivated by the other's presence. Delilah smiled, Cupid's Arrow had definitely struck both of them. "And this is Beth Greene, Maggie's sister."
"H-hi." Scott extended his hand forward.
"H-hi. Nice to meet you." Beth shook his hand, they were still staring at each other with goo-goo eyes.
"The pleasure is all mine. Uh, I mean, it's very nice to meet you, too." Scott smiled nervously. "Hopefully I'll see you around?"
Beth nodded. "I definitely hope so." They were both madly blushing, it was such a cute sight. Delilah and Maggie exchanged a smirking glance at each other before turning back to Scott.
"Have a seat."
They all stood back as Delilah hopped up on the table and crossed one leg over the other, sitting up straight.
"Ok, Dr. Scott. Let's start with your life before the world was swallowed up by this virus."
Scott poised himself politely in his chair and cleared his throat before speaking. "Well, my name is Scott Zackary Margolis. I'm twenty five years old, originally from Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania and am the youngest of two boys and two girls."
"Ahh, Punxsutawney, always makes me think of the movie Groundhog Day, not to mention Punxsutawney Phil! So, are you a Steelers fan?" Delilah asked, to which he smiled.
"I was, definitely. Six time Super Bowl champs, you can't go wrong."
She laughingly smiled. "True that, they're my third favorite team behind both New York teams, the Giants are my number one. Sorry, I didn't mean to segway. Please, continue."
Rick looked on, not even feeling jealous. Their little interaction just validated his thoughts on how Delilah could make anybody laugh or smile upon first meeting.
"Anyways, I was a child prodigy, graduated high school at age twelve. Following that, I was pre-med at Brown University and then transferred to Johns Hopkins where I graduated with a double major in pediatrics and family psychology, which means double PhDs. From the time I graduated until the apocalypse, I was working alongside my father at his clinic back in Punxsutawney, I come from a very long line of doctors, my great great great grandfather even worked alongside Florence Nightingale. I also have previous experience in baby delivery from working at the clinic, as well as mortician and cremation practices from summer internships at the combined mortuary and crematorium."
Delilah nodded, looking very impressed, as were the rest of the council. "Wow, that's quite a remarkable resume. Now, tell us about life post outbreak up until this moment. How many walkers and humans have you killed and why? What's your weapon of choice? What can you offer this group if accepted?" She looked over at Rick and winked as he smirked before giving Scott her utmost attention.
"My mother passed away about a year or so before the outbreak. My brother Paul was still in Afghanistan treating soldiers, he was unable to come back to the U.S., my sisters June and Lauren were in Texas and insisted my father and I come along. We stayed at a hotel in Dallas with a bunch of other refugees for about a year until it became overrun by zombies. I was the only one of my family to make it out alive, along with a couple of survivors whom I've been with since we fled back in April. I insisted we come here to Georgia to check out the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta, in case they had come up with a cure or some kind of refuge, only to discover that it had exploded somehow."
Delilah nodded, his mention of staying at a hotel reminded her of when she jokingly suggested to Billy and Christine that they stay at the Four Seasons Dallas. "Wow. Rick, his son Carl, and Glenn were all there with their group when it exploded."
Scott's eyes widened as he turned his gaze on Rick. "Really? What happened?"
Rick shook it off. "Yes, we almost went up with it. There was a mad doctor, that pretty much sums it up."
"Huh. Oh, back to my story. We were going to go back to Texas but decided to just stay here, so we've been pretty much nomads ever since. I think I've killed about twenty or so walkers, never any humans. I'm against killing, but the way the world is now, you have to kill them in exchange to live another day. My weapon of choice is a sickle. While it was a little difficult to get used to at first, it more than gets the job done. With my prior medical expertise, which I'll admit is quite vast, I think I would be a valuable asset to this group. If there were ever any sickness or a pregnancy, I would be able to help out. That, and we'd be able to properly dispose of the future flesh eaters that are yet to be killed. I'm also very trustworthy and I would have the utmost respect for all of you."
Delilah kept her smile on, but she could tell that Scott was one of the few good ones left in this world and not some mad doctor, she hoped the others felt the same as well. "Those are really great answers. We'll be making our decisions once everybody is finished being interviewed. Daryl will take you to Leisure Zone to wait until we're ready to call you back in. It was terrific meeting you, Scott." She hopped off the table and extended her hand forward as he did the same, shaking hands good bye.
"You're welcome, I hope my answers are what you were looking for. It was nice meeting you, Delilah, and everybody else as well." They all nodded and said bye to Scott. "Bye, Beth." He turned around and waved at her as Daryl escorted him out.
"B-bye!" She squeaked out, her face turning red again. It had been so long since she had like-liked somebody…
Once he was gone, Delilah turned to everybody, beaming. "What do we think, gang?"
Rick nodded. "He's pretty honest and sounds like he knows what he's talking about."
"Really bright and intelligent." Matt added.
"I have a really good feeling about him. He's so sweet and seems very altruistic." Maggie said.
"Doogie Howser is totes adorbs!" Madison squealed.
"What do you think, Delilah?" Ivan asked.
She was still beaming. "I think he's perfect. Plus, we could always use another doctor around here. He's a double purpose: If anybody gets pregnant, he'll deliver the babies, and he can be our therapist. He's a cutie pie, huh, Beth?"
"Huh? Yeah? I guess so." Delilah knew love was definitely in the air for those two.
"Any thoughts, Carol?" Delilah glanced over at her.
"Everything you said is spot on, he's a wonderful young man."
"Then it's settled. Doogie Howser is in, bring on the next one. Oh, by the way, Carol, Lizzie and Mika are here."
Carol smiled at her. "Oh, thank you, Daryl told me that earlier. How are they doing?"
Delilah was trying to figure out how to word that answer in the most polite way possible. "They're dying to see you."
She smiled. "That's good." Delilah figured that Carol already knew about Lizzie being problematic, and despite how she embarrassed her and Carl at the target practice, it wasn't really her place to be bad mouthing a little girl in front of the council.
Delilah could see that Daryl was purposely walking behind the next applicant so he could oggle her ass. She was rail thin with long bleached blonde and black highlighted hair, medium sized boobs, and light brown, almost honey colored eyes. Both her arms were completely covered in brightly colored tattooed sleeves. Her wardrobe consisted of black leather combat boots with lots of buckles that looked like they could have been snatched from Gene Simmons' wardrobe, purple stockings, a white micro mini skirt, black and purple striped arm sleeves, gold brass knuckles on both of her hands, a pink and black rhinestoned brass knuckles necklace, and a strapless black midriff baring bustier, showing off even more tattoos. Delilah hopped off the table and extended her hand forward.
"Hey there, how are you? What's your name?" She walked forward, smile intact, watching the girl shoot her a sexy yet cocky smile as she shook her hand slowly. The girl also had a tattoo of a cardinal on the left side of her neck and one of a mock vampire puncture wound with tattooed blood coming out, checkered flags on her breasts, and a trail of pink, blue, green, and purple stars on the side of her face, just like Kat Von D.
"Hey yourself. I'm Avery Lincoln, and you are?"
"Delilah Daltrey. It's nice to meet you."
"Likewise." Avery put her hands on her hips, eyeing Delilah up and down. "Well, look at you. Aren't you just a perfect slice of Heaven Pie?"
Delilah had dealt with her fair share of chicks coming on to her, whether they be bisexuals, bicurious, or just flat out lesbians. She used to get hit on quite often, especially during her event hostessing gigs at nightclubs from her post Miss Teen USA days. At times, it had made her uncomfortable, Billy always prided on it and thought they should take advantage of the situation by having a threesome, typical of any guy. She politely laughed. "Thanks. Let me introduce you to the others, starting with my boyfriend, Rick Grimes." Delilah grabbed him by the arm and flung him forward so he was standing next to her. He couldn't tell if she was trying to show off or a bit edgy, but he acted cool.
"Hi, nice to meet you, Avery." He shook her hand while she looked delighted to see him.
"If she's Heaven Pie, then you're the perfect topping, stud." She winked flirtatiously at him, indicating that she was bisexual. "You two are a very delicious couple."
Rick and Delilah glanced over at each other with the exact same thought before he turned back to Avery: She totally wants to have a threesome with us.
"Thanks."
After introducing her to everybody, it was time for the questioning to begin. Delilah was trying to be composed and patient, but all she could think about was getting Rick alone and naked. Plus, she had been having an odd yet foreboding feeling since she awoke that day, as if something bad was going to happen. Delilah kept telling herself that it was most likely her sixth sense falsely acting up and that everything was fine.
"Avery, why don't you tell us a little bit about your life before the outbreak?"
She leaned back in the chair with her legs stretched forward. "Sure thing. I'm just your typical twenty seven year old half white/half Norwegian Daytona, Florida gal. My dad was a wannabe racecar driver. He had the potential to rule the NASCAR world, but he loved the sauce more than he loved his talent. When I was almost eight, my WASP mom hit the road when her hot shot lawyer ex boyfriend came back to get her, and they moved to Maine to live a perfect suburban live with their own family. They sent me a nice monthly stipend until I turned eighteen. It was the only nice thing she did besides putting it in an account that was off limits to my father, who couldn't be trusted with a dime, and that's how I completed tattoo school. After that, he went through cheap skanks like he did bottles of Jack Daniels, the last serious one is the mother of Travis, my six year old little brother."
Delilah nodded. "Alright, that all sounds interesting, I really love your tattoos. I was in the middle of writing and photographing a coffee table book all about the history of tattoos before the outbreak. I still have my camera, maybe you can pose for me if you stay."
Avery smiled. "That's pretty rad, I'd love to."
"Awesome. Next, I want you to tell us about life post outbreak up until this moment. How many walkers and humans have you killed and why? What's your weapon of choice? What can you offer this group if accepted?"
"I was training to be the next Kat Von D before humans started turning into something out of a damn Tom Savini film, I even got the side stars just like she did, but in different colors." She pointed to the stars on the side of her face before she resumed talking. "I knew our dad and his whore of the week wouldn't be able to take care of us, so I took Travis and went up to Kingsland to stay with our grandma. Sweetest lady you'd ever meet, but she was very sickly from all the years she smoked and drank. She didn't make it very long and passed away last December. Travis and I stayed in the house as long as we could, but no matter how many of these freaks I killed, they just seemed to be multiplying. I came across Scott and his group when we were looking for food and supplies. We've been with them ever since. I've lost count of how many walkers I've killed, at least sixty five, and the only humans were this couple by the side of the road whose car flipped over and they were near death, so I euthanized them to say the least. I wasn't proud of it though, but I know I was putting them out of their misery. I usually use my brass knuckles." She held up her hands in fists to show off the brass knuckles. "They work most of the time, but I also carry a machete so I can chop them clear in half, then bash their brains in. I know I am a little snarky and sometimes vain, but I'm a great person to have around. I'm not a brainiac like Scott, but I'm smart and a quick learner. I am a straight shooter, I'm not afraid of anything, especially taking chances, and I'm a natural protector. My little brother Travis is my world, and I take watching over him very seriously. Also, if anybody wants a tattoo, I'm the girl to do it. I still have all my gear." Avery clicked her tongue twice as she pointed at herself with her thumbs, a proud smirk spread across her face.
Avery could be intimidating to some and loose to others, but Delilah could see that she had a soft side, it kind of reminded her of Daryl.
Maybe they should get together.
"Excellent answers. Once we finish interviewing the others in the group, the council will be making the decisions on who stays. Daryl will take you to Leisure Zone to wait until we're ready to call you back in. It was great meeting you, Avery." Delilah walked over and shook her hand.
"It made my day meeting you, too. If there's anything you or that handsome boyfriend of yours need, let me know. I aim to please." She lingered in letting Delilah's hand go before shooting her and Rick a playful wink. "Goodbye, Rick."
"Bye."
Avery turned around and walked out the door, not even waiting for Daryl to show her the way. Once she was gone, Rick and Delilah looked over at each other, releasing silent laughter.
"Wow, she's certainly not dull, that's for sure." Rick said.
"I'll tell you one thing, she's not somebody that I'd like to bump into in a dark alley." Glenn added.
"She's hot." Tara smirked.
Delilah giggled. "Yeah, and we all know Daryl thinks so, too. I'd say you both have an equal shot. Apart from that, I like her. She's like one of those mysterious bad girls that you feared in high school but secretly wanted to be, but I was never afraid of those girls."
"She's a tough cookie, but I think she'd fit in well here." Maggie said.
"Oh yeah, and we'd be able to tell her apart from everybody else with all that ink she has! I saw her walk in and I swear to God I thought she was a box of Crayola Crayons!" Madison added, making the others laugh.
"You're too much, Madison. Carol, any final thoughts?" Delilah asked.
"What Avery said about herself is true. She has a very dry sense of humor, but she's a fierce guardian for all those around her and doesn't take anybody's crap."
"I can definitely sense that. Is that a yes, everybody?" They all nodded and agreed. "Cool. Are there anymore singles left?" Delilah turned to Carol, who shook her head.
"Nope, all that's left is the couple and then the kids."
"Great, this should be a breeze. I'll just look over the floor plans for two available rooms until they arrive." Delilah walked over to the table, diligently studying the floor plans on where to put the two newest residents, not even noticing the pairs of feet walking inside. Everything was going swimmingly, she knew that the feeling she had was nothing more than a misinterpretation.
Rick watched the last two people from Carol's new group walk in, a couple in their mid to late twenties.
The girl was a little round shouldered and kind of a hot mess with scraggly dishwater blonde hair, a fake tan, and brown eyes wearing a sweater and sweatpants that didn't fit very well and accentuated her unfortunate saddlebags. If she took a shower and wore clothing that was more flattering to her body shape, she had the potential to be pretty.
The guy, on the other hand, look like he just spent a day at the spa. He had short, perfectly coifed medium ash brown hair, lightly colored eyes that Rick couldn't tell were blue or green, and a square jaw. The young man was definitely well built, as if he were an athlete, and he was very fashionably dressed in dark blue jeans, a black Lacoste T shirt which accentuated his rippling arm muscles, and matching black and blue sneakers.
They're a rather odd couple, but I can't shake the feeling that I've seen them somewhere before. They look familiar.
He looked closer and realized immediately who it was as a bated wave of trepidation spread throughout his loins.
DELILAH'S BEDROOM, OCTOBER 1ST, 10:15pm
"Here's me and Billy at Club 33 in Disneyland, here's another one of us from Halloween, one from Maui." Delilah turned the page, showing a picture of her and Billy dressed up. She was wearing a satin hot pink halter cocktail dress, her hair straightened and flawless makeup, while Billy was dressed in a black button up shirt with jeans, his arm around Delilah's waist while her arms were around his neck. The next picture was of the two of them at some Halloween party, Billy was dressed as Spider-Man and Delilah was dressed as an Indian Princess, followed by a picture of them on a beach in Maui. Delilah was wearing a cute mint green bikini halter top with matching string bikini bottoms, both having a multicolor metallic swirl to it, and purple sunglasses. Billy, wearing nothing but a pair of blue and red long board shorts and black sunglasses, was holding her in his arms while Delilah had her arms wrapped around his neck and one leg kicked out, like he just happened to swoop her up.
Delilah smirked at a picture on the next page. "Ha ha, here's us from a local production of Mary Poppins. Angelo was supposed to play Bert, but he lost his voice and there wasn't an understudy. It took a hell of a lot of begging, but I finally got Billy to fill in, and it was not his M.O., but he did it for me. This was taken onstage after "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious". I had to do everything not to laugh, but we pulled it off perfectly. The local paper said we were a hit." She pointed at a picture of her dressed in the white and red lace Mary Poppins dress, complete with a bonnet and umbrella, while Billy was dressed in a hat and blazer, both having red, orange, yellow, white, and blue stripes along with white pants, Bert's signature costume and a cane in his hand. Billy was kind of dipping Delilah out to the side whilst she had one arm wrapped around his neck and one leg kicked up, similar to the previous picture but more playful. It was obvious that the picture was taken on stage due to the elaborate Day at the Races set behind them along with the two Banks children and a quartet of animatronic penguins.
There were even more pictures. Billy and Delilah at Steverson Ranch, outside of Staples Center for a Lakers/Knicks basketball game, another one at Staples Center inside for a Kings/Rangers hockey game, the two of them with a bunch of their friends trying to make a human pyramid, outside of The Beatles LOVE theater at The Mirage in Las Vegas, laughing after having ice cream all over their faces, followed by another picture of them kissing with the ice cream still on their faces, holding baby snow leopards at the L.A. Zoo, standing in front of Candy Cane Lane, at rock concerts back when Billy was in a band, Billy holding Delilah up on his shoulder whilst she held a large dance trophy, Billy spinning Delilah on stage after she was crowned Miss Teen California, the two of them at San Diego Comic Con and at various night clubs. In all of them, they both looked equally as happy and in love. Rick had to admit that Billy was a handsome young man and appeared to have been in excellent shape. Even though he was confident in himself, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy towards Billy, probably because he was younger and had Delilah first. Rick also couldn't help but notice that Delilah had a bit of a forlorn look in her eye when she looked at the pictures. "Ahh, here's my favorite." She pointed to two professional looking photographs of Billy and Delilah in a park next to an oak tree, the sunny day illuminated in the background. Billy was giving Delilah a piggyback ride as she was giving him a kiss on the cheek, the next one was of both of them smiling happily at the camera, with Delilah's hair hanging from one side in front of Billy's shoulder whilst still in the piggyback pose. It was a rather sweet moment. "I took both of these."
"You two were a very good looking couple."
Delilah shrugged. "Yeah, I guess, but not like you and I are." She gave him a smile. "Billy could have had the world with me, we could have had the world together. A solid marriage, a dream house, close to perfect children, a wife that would love him for as long as she lived and be his rock, not to mention giving him sex 281 days out of the year. And what does he do? He goes and throws it all away for a manipulative bitch with her legs spread open that's probably dumb enough to take it up the ass. Trust me, no man will ever turn that down." Delilah huffed the hair out of her face before turning to the next page. "Ahh, here's The Whore now, albeit in much happier times. Me and Christine on Graduation Day, at F•A•O• Schwartz in New York, again with the dolphins, Sports Night at Blue Ultra Lounge."
The next two pictures were of the girls on their respective graduation days, with Christine in a green cap and gown, hugging Delilah, and Delilah a few years later in a gold cap and gown as Christine hugged her. The following picture was of the girls on a long floor piano at F•A•O• Schwartz, laughing as they attempted to spoof Tom Hanks in BIG. Christine and Delilah with a dolphin on either side kissing them on the cheek, the two of them crossing their eyes and sticking their tongues out with their hair in matching cornrows while in The Virgin Islands, learning how to surf, a picture of the two of them at a lounge with Delilah wearing jeans and a cropped blue and white New York Giants #10 Eli Manning jersey top while Christine also had on jeans but was wearing a long black and yellow Pittsburgh Steelers #7 Ben Roethlisberger jersey. Another picture of the girls at nine and five sipping milkshakes and staring at each other, the girls back to back in a wading pool and at Sea World, playing in a dollhouse with Rachelle, another one with Rachelle when they were older at a country club duck pond, a picture of two year old Delilah as a lion and six year old Christine as a mermaid. "It took a long time to find these, Christine wasn't very photogenic, these are from the very seldom good times. She wasn't all bad." Delilah giggled to herself. "We were such little posers, her more than me. Christine always had to make some stupid face to stand out." Rick definitely noticed that in a few of the pictures she would have pursed lips or be making some weird hand gesture that looked like a gang sign. It was odd, but it was nice to see that not everything in the sister's relationship was so bad.
"You two don't look very much alike." Christine was cute as a child and got a bit prettier when she was older. She wasn't that plain, but she wasn't as gorgeous as her sister.
"You know, everybody says that, I think it's because we have two different mothers. Except for we have the same father, so we should have something. We have the same eye shape, long dark eyelashes, ears, and hands, that's about it. Oh and we both developed early breast wise, but that's probably due to eating chicken nuggets all the time. Other than that, we are two completely different people with two completely different personalities. We're Angelique and Diabolique."

It was definitely Billy and Christine. Rick had to warn Delilah, knowing she was going to flip out. He turned around, putting his hands on her shoulders and spoke in a low voice, leaning into her on the side.
"Delilah, whatever you do, don't turn around."
She chuckled. "What, is The Grim Reaper behind me? Or is it Freddy Kruger?"
Might as well be.
Delilah glanced over at him, smiling her infectious mega watt smile that made her dimples even deeper. "You are beyond cute, I am so gonna have my way with you later... Again." She leaned in and gave him a brief but tender kiss, popping her foot before turning back around to look at the floor plans. "Just be patient, hotness. Good things come to those who wait."
The fact that Delilah wouldn't even listen made him more anxious, and he knew inevitable dread was about to arrive.
"I'm serious, you don't want to turn around. Delilah, your-"
"Tiger Lily?"
He was almost halfway across the room, but Billy knew it was Delilah just from seeing the heart shaped birthmark that was revealed thanks to how her top rode up, also by her voice and posture. He figured the guy next to her was her new boyfriend. If Billy hadn't been in initial shock over seeing that she was still alive, he would have proclaimed Rick as a lucky son of a bitch, since Delilah used to personally kiss him like that.
Delilah softly gasped and instantly tensed up in Rick's hold, she felt as if her body had been struck with rigor mortis. There were only two people in her whole life that ever called her by that nickname, and she already knew one of them was dead, but not the other. She was now hit with a typhoon of incredulousness.
No, it can't be. This isn't happening. It's a nightmare. It has to be a nightmare.
Christine looked up at Billy, utterly confused. "What are you-" She looked over and stopped talking as her mouth flew open, instantly recognizing not only the nickname, but the back of the girl he was calling it to, and she thought she was dreaming. "Oh, my god."
OH MY GOD. IT'S BOTH OF THEM. THEY'RE ALIVE?! THEY CAN'T BE, THEY AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE, THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE BACK IN TEXAS! THE FEELING I HAD EARLIER WASN'T WRONG, I SHOULDN'T HAVE SHAKEN IT OFF, BUT THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE IT,RIGHT?
Rick felt Delilah lightly trembling in his arms, and the others noticed that, along with the look on her face. They looked over between the couples and started whispering to each other on who it could possibly be. Maggie, Beth, and Tara remembered how she mentioned at the slumber party that her ex-fiancé looked like Chace Crawford, which this guy did, and the girl had the same shaped eyes and long dark eyelashes as Delilah, and that's when it set in who these two people most likely were. Delilah froze, unable to believe that this was actually happening and had to see it for herself. She slowly turned around until coming face to face with the two of them as silence draped over the factory, everybody realizing that from this moment on, the present was now in the past and things would never again be what they once were.
OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY FREAKING GOD! DELILAH IS FINALLY FACE TO FACE WITH BILLY AND CHRISTINE! BILLY AND CHRISTINE ARE FACE TO FACE WITH A VERY ALIVE DELILAH! BTW, WHEN SHE GASPED AFTER HE CALLED HER "TIGER LILY" (THE NICKNAME WILL BE EXPLAINED IN A FUTURE CHAPTER), I KEPT HEARING THE BEGINNING OF THE WALKING DEAD THEME SCORE THAT LEADS INTO THE BEGINNING CREDITS, AND LATER ON IT WAS THE FIRST TIME THE CHORUS IN "STARS (HOLD ON)" PLAYS! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING TO HAPPEN NOW?! WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN NOW? HOW DO YOU SEE BILLY AND CHRISTINE'S FATE ENDING UP? PLEASE VOTE NOW IN THE POLL ON MY PROFILE, THANKS SO MUCH! I ALREADY KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN BUT I'M STILL BATED! LOL, SORRY TO LEAVE THIS ON A CLIFFHANGER, BUT ALL THE ANSWERS TO THESE QUESTIONS AND MORE WILL BE REVEALED IN CHAPTER THIRTY SIX, KNOCKED DOWN AND KNOCKED OUT, COMING SOON!
BE SURE TO FOLLOW THE STORY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
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