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Forever Rising Phoenix	By : ImagineLayla131 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 7147 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello world and my wonderful readers! OMG what a week! First, my TV blew up, (thank goodness we happened to have 2 extra ones, including a Samsung Smart TV my mom won last Christmas), I moved it out of my room to the front door all by myself (and it must have weighed 300 pounds!), then my mom and I moved it into the storage by ourselves. After that, I had to figure out how to store my DVDS since they were all on the TV Stand. 3 Days and 10 Drawers later, all 541 DVDS are stored! I'm glad that I got to see Breaking Bad win HUGE at The Emmys, just like I predicted it would! People are annoyed it won so much, but this final season was stellar and groundbreaking, I think big wins were obvious! If it didn't win, people would be annoyed over that. Either way, all 4 of the dramatic actor categories were INCREDIBLY TOUGH!
This chapter is an eye opener. I've been obsessed with that song "Say Something" by A Great Big World and Christina Aguilera. To me, it really fits the Rick/Delilah/Billy love triangle. Oh, and I've posted a compilation picture of Billy's tattoo on Instagram, so let me know what you think!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE OR SAY SOMETHING. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), A GREAT BIG WORLD AND CHRISTINA AGUILERA, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
Chapter Fifty Two: Say Something...
She appeared to be troubled by her body language and the gloomy look on her face, which was all the more indicator that he wasn't alone in having conflicted feelings for each other. To Billy, it was validating and unfortunate, they both deserved to get to the bottom and figure this all out before one of them exploded from frustration, they owed it to not only themselves, but to each other as well. He waited until hearing the bottom level stairwell door open and close before following Delilah wherever she was going.
7:40 AM
Delilah was walking around the premises, lost in thought as she blared "Everybody's Fool" by Evanesce on her iPhone turned iPod. It was a cold and rainy Friday morning, the sky was foggy and in varying shades of bleak grey while low thunder rumbled and the wind softly blew. Surprisingly, Delilah wasn't too chilly in her silver velour Juicy Couture hoodie with a white cotton tank top underneath, black cotton silver pin striped Victoria's Secrets PINK! shorts that tied on the sides, and a pair of tall baby pink UGGS that went just below her knees. The cold didn't bother her at all. Hell, she used to practice in shorts and a tank top during her figure skating days, it brought her back to the freezing air that wafted throughout the rink, particularly enveloping her when she stepped on the ice and further swirling when she would skate and spin and jump. Even after almost two years in the South, she still dressed like a Californian, but that's who Delilah was. A true California Girl at heart and that would never go away no matter what, unlike some people who had changed completely.
After all of the premature excitement and ensuing calamity yesterday from the Washington farce, the peacefulness of the morning was incredibly serene and somewhat rare. It allowed Delilah to be alone with her thoughts, they were such a bubbling mess that it left her on the verge of explosion.
Was it the right decision to accept Billy and Christine into Jellbany? It wasn't like Delilah could simply demand the kids and send them on their merry way, or she'd be just as bad as them. Ever since they arrived, Delilah had been feeling incredibly conflicted. Regardless of these feelings, she was so angry at Billy, but there was still traces of his old self that were apparent and unavoidable.
They weren't the only two people on her mind. She thought back on the trio, how even in a dead world, people still bent over backwards to gain acceptance by putting up facades and lying through their teeth, like what Eugene did. Abraham and Rosita's faces were etched into her mind, expressions of fury, hurt and shock, they had been bamboozled.
Although, what if there really were answers in Washington on how to return the world to it's previous form? Should they take a chance and give it a shot? Would it be worth the trip or would it end up an exercise in futility just like the CDC was for Rick and his group?
Rick. Her Rick, but would he be for much longer? He had to have had a hunch on what was going on, didn't he? Although, he had been acting strange since the night Delilah told him she wanted to have his baby. In all honesty, she did, but her proposition in that moment was inappropriate and selfish. Besides, how could the thought of having a baby come up now when she had yet to decide which guy she wanted to be with? Hypothetically speaking, if Delilah did indeed choose to go back to Billy, she worried what would happen to Rick and Carl. She didn't want to break their hearts further and the thought of it brought tears to her doe eyes.
Why does this have to be so difficult? How can I be feeling anything at all for Billy after everything that happened? Maybe I'm fooling myself in the end.
Delilah was so lost in thought that as she turned the corner of the building, she didn't even notice when a hand wrapped around her mouth and an arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her up and to the side. Her eyes widened in fear and she screamed, muffled against the person's hand as she attempted to kick behind her and grab onto their wrists, trying to remember the Krav Maga techniques, but she didn't have enough time to react. Whoever it was set her down and grabbed her by the shoulder, turning her around with their hand still over her mouth.
Billy looked at her, putting a finger to his lips, shushing Delilah, who still had a look of fear and shock in her eyes as their faces were only inches away from each other. "Don't scream, Delilah. Please." Delilah nodded, and as soon as he removed his hand from her mouth, she gave him a disgusted look.
"Are you crazy?! Why would you do a stupid thing like that?! I could have kicked your ass!"
"It was a risk I was willing to take."
She angrily huffed, he knew better. "What do you want?"
"To talk. Unless there's other people around or you need something, you've been avoiding me. This was the only way I could get you alone." Billy hadn't meant to startle her, but at this point, he was very desperate. If he didn't talk to her soon, he was worried he was going to lose it.
Delilah knew that they had to talk, but she still hadn't come up with exactly what to say and she wanted to be prepared rather than rambling. That and she wasn't wanting to give in so easily. "There really is nothing to talk about. You're wasting my time." Delilah tried to walk off, but Billy grabbed onto her shoulders once again, his gaze ridden with anxiety.
"All I want you to do is hear me out."
"I'll be hearing nonsense."
"Delilah, please. I've been beaten and scrutinized more in the past week than my brothers ever did on me in a lifetime, I'm black and blue all over. We need to talk."
She looked down, grabbing his wrist, seeing that he still had on the stainless steel and blue dial Patek Philippe Nautilus watch that she gave him for their third year anniversary. It had belonged to her father, and neither she nor Christine had any interest in his massive watch collection, so she gave it to Billy. "You kept this all along."
He looked down and let the faintest hint of a proud smile grace his features."Of course I did. It's the only thing I have left of you and it was always one of the best gifts I ever got in my life."
Delilah scoffed, followed by an eye roll. "Like you deserve it now."
"Oh, did you want it back?" Billy began to take the watch off, but she held up her hand to stop him.
"No, no, it's fine. You've got five minutes. Speak."
He took a deep breath, forcing his jumbled thoughts to formulate into a comprehendible sentence. "There's so much I want to say and all these emotions that I'm feeling. Fright, anxiety, anger, sadness, regret. I've been living in regret for so long over the decisions I've made. I regret sleeping with Christine. I regret taking those damn pills and letting her trick me. I regret even giving this plan a second thought. I regret killing and leaving the dead deer in front of the door. I regret not trying hard enough to call this whole thing off. Lastly, I really regret choosing Christine over you. I will continue to regret all of it every single day, for the rest of my life, until I take my last breath. I will never stop apologizing for what I did and I will continue to prove how deeply sorry I really am."
Billy's words were very honest and heartfelt, but Delilah couldn't cave in now, for his remorse had inadvertently fueled her anger. "You can apologize all you want. Unless you've managed to obtain a time machine unbeknownst to the world, there's nothing that could be said or done to reverse the damage." Why had she even agreed to this merry go-round ride? He would always keep apologizing, even though they both knew it wasn't enough.
"Delilah, I love you. I have never stopped loving you, even long after we were separated. See, look." Billy stepped back and crossed his arms around his waist as he pulled his royal blue o necked long sleeve tee up, causing Delilah to roll her eyes.
"Bill, I'm not some horny sixteen year old that's going to swoon over your abs, so just put your shirt back on and don't even try it." She had to restrain from gawking once his shirt was off at how he was still in awesome shape, his jeans accentuating the V cut of his pelvis, leading up to the firmness of his stomach and chest. Delilah knew her cheeks were flushing from the thoughts of their more intimate times without clothing.
His finished sleeve looked stellar in it's brightly colored hues and different designs. Every tattoo on the sleeve represented something about him, from band logos to comic book characters, all his jersey numbers, Papie's oil empire logo and army crest, he even had two slightly punked out My Little Pony unicorns with crowns on their heads for Sadie Belle and Anna, it all blended in beautifully. The sleeve finished at the bottom with a tattoo of Super Sailor Moon and Super Sailor Mini Moon with Serena's name and birthdate on the inside of Billy's forearm and a tattoo of Squirt and Nemo from Finding Nemo under the sea with Santino's name and birthdate on the other side. Delilah was glad to see that he hadn't gone overboard and covered his chest or back in tattoos.
"I'm not trying anything, just look at this." Billy turned to the left, leaving Delilah mystified by his right profile. His bicep was covered in an outstanding motif, starting at the top with a multi colored Phoenix rising from the lightly flamed ashes with little red, white, and blue stars dangling from the blue and red at the bottom of the wings. Further down were four fully bloomed Tiger Lillies in orange and pink, almost coral shades, going from left to right to left to right, with Tiger Lily from Peter Pan standing in the center of the top flower in her Indian Princess outfit, one leg bent forward and her hand covering her mouth, her face adorned in a wink and smile. On the lower left side of the flowers was Chanticleer, the Elvis Presley like rooster from Rockadoodledoo. His black hair was slicked back and he was decked out in his white and pink Elvis jumpsuit and electric blue guitar, happily howling over his love interest Goldie. She was posed on top of a black Steinway Baby Grand Piano, wearing a red and white candy cane swirled mini dress with a sparkly red belt in the middle with the neckline and bottom lined in white fur, white elbow length gloves, red and white candy cane swirled thigh high stockings, and red heels, but her usual platinum blonde hair was now in dark brown and her eyes were cerulean. The whole thing was shaded with midnight blue, black, and a hint of purple, resembling a starry night sky, the moon having silhouettes of Mickey and Minnie Mouse kissing.
Delilah was blown away, practically speechless. Avery truly was an incredible artist, her work was stunning. "You did this for me?" Billy had wanted both of them to get matching tattoos for years, but Delilah couldn't because of her religion, and she considered it a major kiss of death.
He gave her a small smile and nodded. "I wanted to commemorate you and our love." The mural was representative of many important points. Her Phoenix necklace and all of their nicknames that were only between them but known to others. "What do you think?"
Without thinking, she smiled and reached out, drawing lines across the detailed skin with her fingers. "It's remarkable. Fantastic, really." The contact sent sparks throughout their skin, something as minuscule as a light touch was so familiar. Billy smiled down as he watched her studious expression. The sparks only intensified when they made eye contact, which was when Delilah decided to get serious again and stepped away. "Yeah, it's nice. Now, please put your shirt back on. Did you really think getting some pretty ink would send me stumbling back in your arms?"
Billy shook his head once the shirt was properly on again. "No, not at all. It makes me sick that I put you through so much anguish and pain when you didn't need it, when what you needed was the complete opposite. I was so fucked up from everything happening. How we kept breaking up and getting back together, your blossoming career, my jealousy and my own career setbacks, the wedding plans and the outbreak. It made me docile and weak, a lot of it stemmed from the Effxor, it's like I just gave up on the world or something. I know I can't blame the pills, but it didn't help like it was supposed to, it exasperated my issues. Then, my one night stand with Christine happened somewhere in the middle, where I completely ignored the possible repercussions. When she told me she was pregnant, I told her to get an abortion, that I didn't want anything to be screwed up between you and me because of a mistake. She told me that she would kill herself with the baby, and I couldn't have that on my conscious. Most likely, it was just another manipulation tactic on her end. Our arrival to Steverson Ranch and my whole family turned to walkers and not knowing how it happened, having to take them all out, that made things even worse." Billy was stripping his soul to the bone, this past year and a half had all but made him practically manic. Oddly enough, Delilah believed him, but she was still unmoved.
"Took you long enough to realize it, but that's your problem. I've moved on and I'm in love with somebody else." Delilah believed her own words. She was in love and she had moved on. Billy was the past, he left her, Rick was her happy ending. Unfortunately, her answer was met with a slightly perplexed gaze and a head tilt to the side.
"He has all of your love, but do you really have any of his, Delilah? How do you know if you even have a future with Rick?" Even though he respected Rick, Billy just got kind of an off feeling about him. Was he capable of fully loving Delilah?
She raised her eyebrow at him. "How do I know?" Delilah sarcastically chuckled before shooting him a glare. "He didn't leave me to fuck my whore of a sister and conspire to try to kill me, THAT'S how I know." Although she hated to admit this, Billy's question was one that she had been asking her own self since starting up with Rick.
"I never slept with Christine since that night. He's a widower with two kids, one of which he doesn't even know if he's the father of. I heard he killed his best friend and went haywire after his wife died."
"Hey! That is none of your damn business. Don't talk about what you don't know!" He had a lot of nerve, how dare he bring that up? Now Delilah was really getting agitated.
"It is my business, he's with my girl! Rick obviously doesn't have the best record when it comes to mental stability from what I've been told!"
If she wasn't so pissed, she would have laughed over how ridiculous he sounded. "What are you, amnesiac? I'm not your girl anymore, Bill, and I never will be again! You can thank the mother of your children for that, asshole! Also, you're not the best person to be talking about mental stability right now."
"I know a part of you still loves me, Delilah. Not everything was bad in the five years we spent together! There was just as many good times as there were bad ones! You have to feel something, you're not heartless like your sister!"
Delilah could no longer contain her agitation and allowed herself to explode. "OF COURSE I'M NOT! I AM NOTHING LIKE HER, BECAUSE I'M BETTER THAN HER! YOU RUINED IT, BILL! IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT! YOU BROKE ME, YOU BROKE US, YOU BROKE WHAT WE HAD!" She spat in his face as she spoke, her anger on a scale of one to a hundred officially hitting a thousand. Billy tried to open his mouth to speak, but she cut him off. "Shut up, SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN, YOU CAN'T LISTEN IF YOUR GUMS KEEP FLAPPING LIKE A DUCK'S ASS WITH YOUR EARS CLOSED! I let you speak, now you're going to hear what I have to say, got it?" He closed his mouth and solemnly nodded.
Delilah took a couple deep breaths to calm her rapidly beating heart before speaking again. "Alright. All I will give you is that at times, I am not the easiest person to deal with, and I regret that I've isolated people because of it. With that being said, I figured I always had you and my family to fall back on, because that's what you do when you love somebody, you stick it out no matter what. We both know that I had a lot of issues thanks to my abusive father and having to witness all of that, not to mention how I was relentlessly bullied, it really did effect me. After we got engaged, I was genuinely happy, I was happy before that, just being with you made me happy, I was crazy about you since I was twelve years old. Except for some reason, almost a year later, I kind of felt like I wasn't what you wanted and maybe I should have been with Angelo instead. I still can't get his image out of my head and I'm traumatized of what I had to do. That's when everything got worse for me. I couldn't tell anybody because I'd be charged with manslaughter or locked up in a psych ward for good, so I had to keep this secret. Do you know what it's like having to keep it to yourself that you killed your best friend? I know you didn't like him, but he didn't deserve to die like that." The rage had disappeared from her face, now replaced with a more ambivalent expression.
Billy shook his head. "He didn't, I agree with you and no, I don't know what it's like. You have no idea how much it hurts me that you went through that."
"Does it hurt you as much as it did when you abandoned me?"
"It hurts more than you could imagine. I'm haunted, traumatized, and any other synonyms for both of those, but there aren't enough words in any dictionary to personify how deep my hurt really is."
"I don't want to hear it. I bet you didn't- no, never mind." Delilah looked away, knowing her eyes were filling with tears at how much more she wanted to tell him.
Billy tried to get her to look at him. "What? You bet I didn't what?" He lowered his voice to a more gentle tone. "Please say something, Delilah. I don't want you to hold back. Whatever it is, you need to tell me, because we both know it'll just eat away at you if it's not let out."
Neither one of them noticed that Rick was just around the corner. It had been plaguing his conscious that he kept Billy's secret from Delilah and had to come clean. She wasn't in her room, so he went looking, only to find her in a heated discussion with Billy. He stayed in the corner, unseen to both of them, but still visible enough to where he could watch, a lump already forming in his throat.
"First off, I'm still baffled that you thought Christine was me. We don't sound or look anything alike!"
"I know, you're right. I honestly think I was drugged, because I barely remember anything." The only thing he did remember besides thinking she was Delilah was how Christine begged him to perform anal sex on her. She must have known that Delilah would say that when she was really hot and bothered, it had always been tongue in cheek, but he figured she was serious this time and obliged. If Billy told her that, Delilah would be further devastated.
"Oh, I'm sure you were, Bill. She's certifiably insane and uses people as pawns. That's what you were to her, a pawn, and that's what the twins are, also. I mean, how could you believe all the shit she told you? Didn't you have enough faith in me and our relationship to know it wasn't true?"
"Yes, I did, but we were fighting so much, you weren't approachable."
Delilah shook her head and folded her arms across her chest. "Doesn't matter. When somebody, especially if it's the biggest see you next Thursday known to mankind, tells you that the woman you're engaged to marry is a cheating lesbian gold digger that doesn't want children, you find out more! There were plenty of opportunities for us to discuss all of this, but we didn't, you never brought it up. You did nothing, like that day on the ranch, you left me to fend for myself, you left me with that succubus bitch! You didn't care that I was surrounded by flesh eating freaks, you just went to Dallas with Christine and forgot all about me, started a new life with the woman that ruined ours!"
"That is not true at all! Delilah, I tried to look for you!"
Her mouth flew open and her head started shaking, she couldn't believe that Billy would stoop even lower than he originally had and told such an outrageous lie. It had been the incentive that Delilah needed to know she no longer loved him and had been tricking herself. "No, you're lying. This is why I didn't want to talk to you, because I'm hearing nonsense and lies!" She tried to leave, but Billy grabbed her by the arms, his grip not too tight. "Bill, let go of me! Now!" Delilah tried to push him off of her, which was when Rick went into protective mode.
"Tiger Lily, I'm not making this up!"
"Yes, you are!" She kept writhing, which was when Billy began to shake her. Rick started walking over, but Billy's next statement made him stop dead in his tracks.
"I swear on the twins! Ask Rick!"
Delilah's movements ceased at his words. "What?" Her eyes widened. "Rick knows?"
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