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Hello world and my wonderful readers! I FINALLY GOT MY BRAND NEW MACBOOK PRO WITH RETINA DISPLAY! SO FREAKING HAPPY! Now I don't have to worry about my cracked laptop spontaneously shutting down. Prepare for another emotional chapter, as a lot more regarding Delilah's past with Billy comes out and she's faced with a difficult decision! Also, I posted a picture of the wedding dress on Instagram, so let me know what you think! :)
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Chapter Fifty Four: How The Mirror Used To Look
Christine had been watching the whole scene from the other side of Inventory Range, and for longer than Rick had. She wasn't angry or feeling vengeful, she was sad. Like she predicted, Delilah would be getting back together with Billy, and she couldn't have both guys. That left Rick vulnerable and in need of comfort, which is exactly what Christine planned on giving to him. After all, it was time for her to be good to get good in return, no matter what...
Caprice Bridal, Beverly Hills, May 6th, 2010, 3:30 PM
"It's perfect!" Delilah exclaimed as she twirled in front of the three sided floor length mirror. "I think I finally found my dress!" She turned around, beaming at her glamtourage, which consisted of Billy's mother Sharon, his grandma Mamie, his fourth oldest sister Kayla who was one of Delilah's best friends and small business partner, her two adorable daughters Sadie Belle and Anna, his ex-girlfriend Jennifer that was another one of Delilah's best friends, Delilah's older sister Christine, and their mother Rachelle. They were all sitting on a curved white leather couch at Caprice Bridal in Beverly Hills, sipping Cristal champagne with fresh, large strawberries at the bottom on the Swarovski crystal flutes as they stared at Delilah on the raised platform. The gown was a white Galia Lahav tight double-faced stretched silk satin with a dramatic train with multiple embroidered lace and rhinestoned trims on the train, the straps, around the sweetheart neckline that continued downwards into a V shape, and on the upper sides. It curved all the right parts of her body and looked incredible, her long golden brown hair flowing with a white rhinestoned veil on top of her head.
"Darling, it's gorgeous, but this is a tough pick. The Badgley Mishcka that Carrie wore in that episode of Sex and the City looked smashing on you, and Nicole said she could add rhinestones across the top so it would look like the dress in What A Girl Wants. We always said how a combination of those two were going to be your wedding dress."
"I know, Mom, but this is already finished and it fits like a glove! Not to mention it makes everything look great!" Delilah glanced over her shoulder in the mirror at how the ruched bottom made her rear end look and smiled before turning back and looking at her chest, the modestly plunging neckline accentuating her already outstanding cleavage. "It's so much fun to twirl in, and long enough that I can pull off not wearing shoes!" She giggled before facing everybody. "Something about this dress just speaks to me." Although Delilah and her mother were super close, they weren't always on the same page and had a tendency to get into nasty fights every now and then. At times, Delilah considered Rachelle to be a pain in the ass, always trying to implement her perspectives because she was older, ridiculing Delilah for years about the way she walked with her feet turning in and how her posture was just like Baby's sister in Dirty Dancing. Considering the career path Delilah wanted to take, she was thankful that she took Rachelle's advice, but this was her wedding day and her wedding dress, not her mother's, and Delilah rather liked this one. "Sharon, Mamie, Kayla, Jennifer, Christine? What do you think? Any thoughts?" Even though they hadn't replied yet, the smiles on their faces said it all.
"Delilah, you're a vision in loveliness." Sharon Ashley Steverson looked like a typical Texan woman, thin with big long golden blonde hair and big boobs, both glamorous and regal in fashion, but very down to earth in general. She reminded Delilah a lot of Faith Hill, which was odd considering Faith was born in Oklahoma and Sharon was born in Dallas. "That dress looks like it was made to fit you, it's perfect." She held up her champagne flute and smiled.
"My baby brother is a lucky man to have a knockout like you as a bride, and everybody else at Steverson Ranch will be knocked out when they see you walk down the aisle!" Kayla was pretty much an immaculate conception of her mother, just like how Delilah was of Rachelle, except her hair was a mixture of champagne blonde and rose golden blonde, and she had brownish green eyes instead of full on brown. Like most of the women in her family, Kayla was also a beauty queen, even winning Miss Texas 2000 and advancing to the 2000 Miss America pageant, placing second behind Miss Nevada and Miss New York, respectively. The disappointment in her loss didn't last for too long, because Kayla was offered a spot on the Dallas Cowboys cheerleader team, which she happily accepted and participated in for almost four years, retiring when she met and fell in love with Tommy Gosling, a young hotshot sports agent on the rise, proclaimed by some to be the "Jerry McGuire" of his generation. After they married, Kayla found it rather easy settling down into her role as wife and mother while taking up her desired passion of fashion design with Delilah in Perfection 4 U, their small business that specialized in pageant coaching, makeup, and custom made outfits.
"Sweetie pie, I don't think you need to look any further! It's the Goldie Locks of dresses, just right. Demure enough to look classy, and sexy enough to leave something to the 'magination. I don't want to see my baby grandson and the groomsmen with their John Hancocks ready to sign while they're standing up there at the alter." Margaret "Mamie" Steverson, the matriarch of the Steverson clan, was sweet and sassy all rolled into one. At close to 80, she looked like she could still pass for somebody in her 60's with her naturally slim figure, short wispy brownish blonde hair, and green eyes. She was also very lascivious at times in a very blunt manner, which was either embarrassing, helpful, hilarious, or all of the above. Mamie was often compared to Blanche Devereaux, Rue McClanahan's character on The Golden Girls, due to the resemblance in looks and personality, along with a sophisticated sounding Southern accent.
"Grandma Mamie!" Kayla scoffed, almost choking on her bubbly, trying not to laugh.
"Don't patronize me like I'm senile, young lady, I'll know more than you'll ever learn. It's not like Billy and Delilah haven't been cats and dogs in heat rollin' in the hay, the barn animals have quite the stories to tell, I can see it in their eyes. Besides, I remember when Bill Sr. and I snuck off right before the wedding reception and-"
"Alright, alright! I don't want to hear about my little brother's sex life, God knows I don't need to hear about Papie's either."
"Suit yourself, I could replace Dear Abby with everything I know. We'd call it "Dear Sexy" instead." Everybody glanced over at her and couldn't help but start laughing. No matter what, Mamie was an absolute riot.
"You never cease to crack me up, Mamie." Delilah wiped a tear from her eye.
"I'm a modern day Joan Rivers, what can I tell you? All in all, you look dynamite, but I'm gonna give you one final word of wisdom. About your wedding night. Don't do anything I wouldn't do: Hot candle wax." Mamie delicately sipped from her flute.
"You've got it." Delilah saluted her before smirking.
"Girl, you look gorgeous!" Jennifer beamed, trying to diffuse some of the awkwardness that still hung in the air.
"Thank you!"
"I still can't believe I'm helping my ex-boyfriend's fiancé pick out her wedding dress, or that I helped him with designing the ring. If I didn't love you so much, I'd think I was crazy." The two girls shared a laugh, knowing that everybody else thought the formation of their friendship was bizarre, but it didn't matter because they had each other in the end.
"It wouldn't be the same without you, Jennie J."
"Delilah, smile. I have to send pictures to the girls." Delilah struck a pose and flashed her beautiful smile as Sharon snapped a picture of the wedding dress to send to her daughters Michelle, Brooke, and Rebecca, Billy's older sisters who couldn't make the trip out to California this time, but would be there for the remainder of the planning.
"Anna, Sadie Belle, come here and see how your Aunt Delilah looks!" Kayla called out to her daughters, who came running up from perusing the wedding dresses. Sadie Belle was the oldest of the two at six years old and had long wavy almost white blonde hair, hazel eyes, and chubby cheeks. Anna was four years old and had straight light golden blonde that went a little past her shoulders and Kayla's eyes.
"Wow!" They both stared, in total awe.
"Doesn't Auntie Lila look beautiful?" Kayla said with a smile.
Anna nodded. "You look just like a princess!"
Sadie Belle shook her head. "Nu-uh, she looks like a queen!" She smirked, always having to one up her little sister, but Anna was too raptured over the dress to argue otherwise.
"I can't wait to grow up and get married!"
"Not before I do! My Prince Charming will look like Justin Timberlake and he'll be just like Uncle Billy, except for he'll drive a Ferrari instead of a Telsa and live in a castle in Bel Air instead of a mansion in Thousand Oaks." Sadie Belle put her hands on her hips as the ladies snickered at her sassiness.
"It's "Tesla", sweetheart, not "Telsa"." Sharon chuckled.
"Most of all, we'll be madly in love, just like Ariel and Prince Eric, Jasmine and Aladdin, and Belle and Prince Adam!" She clasped her hands out perpendicular from her shoulder and spun around with one foot popped, making the skirt of her black and white polka dotted dress twirl out.
"No, fair! Who says you'll find him before I do?" Anna folded her arms across her chest and pouted in her little pink dress.
Sadie Belle stood up tall and gave her little sister a serious look. "I have to get married first so I can set an example for you, Anna. As the older sister, it's my job to make sure you do everything perfect, just like me." She hugged Anna, who returned the embrace, making all the adults burst into a series of "Awws!" Even though the girls experienced inane bickering, it was all playful, because they genuinely cared and loved one another, exactly like true sisters.
"They're so precious, Kayla." Rachelle said. "Makes me think of what Christine and Delilah were like when they were little."
"We were?" Christine, who hadn't said much of anything, raised a confused eyebrow, to which Rachelle nodded.
"Yep, you sure were."
"Anna, Sadie Belle, you're both darling little princesses, but just have fun and let time grow with you as it's supposed to, don't try to rush it. After all, the best things come to those who wait." In Delilah's case, that was true. She had waited for Billy for four years, six in total, and he had waited for her for two of those years. Patience hadn't always been easy, but it was worth it in the end. Delilah smiled at the girls. "This is the dress that I'm going to wear to marry the love of my life." She turned back and watched herself talk in the mirror. "I can't wait to be Mrs. Billy Levi Steverson! Delilah Scarlett Daltrey Steverson. Hey, that would make my initials "D.S.D.S"! Totally far out! Mr. and Mrs. Steverson, Dr. Billy Steverson and Delilah Daltrey-Steverson, Billy Steverson, Esquire and Delilah Daltrey-Steverson, Santino Luca Steverson and Serena Giselle Steverson. Oh, my gosh, can you imagine if we were part of the Royal Family in England?! Prince and Princess Steverson, Lord and Lady Steverson, Duke and Duchess Steverson, King and Queen Steverson. Wait!" She held her hands out to the sides. "I've got the perfect one! President Billy Steverson and First Lady Delilah Daltrey Steverson! The possibilities are endless, they practically write themselves!" Delilah clapped her hands together repeatedly and giggled, making the others grin.
"Ok, Delilah, settle down." Rachelle said with a laughing smile.
Delilah blushed, a bit embarrassed. "Sorry, I'm just so excited that I'm getting married!"
"I know you are. You're right, that dress is stunning on you, you truly are a beautiful bride." She had tears in her eyes, which Delilah noticed in the mirror.
"What's wrong, Mommy?"
She shook her head. "Nothing, dear. I can't believe my baby is getting married! It seems like only yesterday that you were in diapers, and in less than a year, you'll be a wife, and in a couple more years, you'll be a mother." Rachelle let her happy tears fall as Sharon squeezed her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I was like this at the first seven weddings. Honestly, until Delilah came along, we didn't think Billy was ever going to settle down."
"I agree. Before they met, his goal was to be the ZBT Party King. Now, he's actually taken life seriously. You're the best thing for him, Delilah." Jennifer smiled over at her friend. Sometimes, it was a little hard to swallow that Billy didn't pick her instead, but she'd rather be his friend than nothing at all. What they shared was pretty much puppy love, not like what he had with Delilah. Jennifer knew that ending up with Billy wasn't part of the plan God had for her, and she couldn't wait to find out who was.
"He'll always be my little boy, no matter how old he is. They're both our babies, even when they're grandparents." Rachelle and Sharon gave each other a smile, they had become rather close in the past four years that Billy and Delilah had been together, and considered each other to be good friends.
As always, Christine had to interrupt the heartfelt moments. "Love of your life? You're only twenty years old, Delilah. What if you meet somebody else? I think you're too young to get married."
Delilah glanced over her shoulder at her older sister. "On the contrary, Chrissy, I'm not. Ever since I was twelve years old, I've known that Billy was going to be the man I married, my one and only. All the lines in all the stories were written for the love of him and me. We have a love that will carry on for generations to come, our love is Shakespearean and-"
"I get the point, I don't need a monologue. Happily ever after in holy matrimony, yada, yada, yada." Christine glanced at her watch. "I gotta go, my shift at The Tipsy Goat starts at 5."
"You're leaving?" Jennifer asked, giving her an expression that was a mixture of shock and annoyance.
"Yes, I am." Christine got up and slung her purse over her shoulder, not before downing her champagne in a single sip.
"Chris, I thought you weren't working until 8? We had this day booked two weeks in advance, I asked you if you had it off. We still have cake tasting and the bridesmaids dresses to go." Rachelle sadly frowned, to which her eldest daughter shrugged.
"Yeah, I mean, you only have one sister, Christine. Don't you want to be part of the planning process?" Kayla politely asked.
"Honestly? Weddings aren't my thing. Besides, I work a real job in the real world. I don't have a rich money bags husband to take care of me and I don't have jobs handed to me by Tokidoki and Chuck Lorre. See ya." Everybody was appalled at what Christine had just said, which was pretty much a false slam against all the Steverson women present and Delilah, they couldn't believe that the two girls were actually sisters. In a brave attempt, Delilah pulled herself together and hitched up the dress skirt.
"Chrissy, wait!" She hopped off the platform and ran after her sister, leaving everybody stunned.
"She always has to be such a bitch." Jennifer mumbled under her breath in anger and disappointment.
"Jesus Louiseus, how long has that girl had a stick from the mud up her hoo-ha?" Mamie asked as she filed her nails.
"Mamie!" Sharon exclaimed, wide eyed, to which her mother in law shrugged.
"What? I'm just saying how it is, darlin'!" She looked over at Rachelle out of the corner of her eye. "No offense, Rachelle, but she's got an attitude on her like a stubborn ox. Her baby sister is getting married, she should be over the moon! Nothing worse than a sour puss maid of honor. The way she's acting is slicker than a greased pig at the County Fair." The expression meant that Christine was nasty and couldn't be trusted as far as she could be thrown.
"She's going through a hard time, boyfriend troubles." Rachelle somberly defended her older daughter, too embarrassed to admit the reason behind Christine's behavior.
"Maybe if she had a guy like Billy, she wouldn't act like this." Kayla proclaimed, only having half a suspicion.

"Christine, don't go yet!" Delilah gently grabbed her by the arm just as she was about to walk out of the boutique, turning Christine around to face her.
"Yes, Elle?"
"Are you ok?" Delilah sweetly asked, her kindness always being one of her redeeming qualities that managed to annoy Christine.
NO, I'M NOT OK! YOU HAVE THE LIFE I WANTED, YOU SPOILED LITTLE BRAT!
"I'm fine. I just have to go to work." She had a melancholy look on her face, watching her sister nod with concern.
"I understand, work is work, and you gotta make that money, right?" They both chuckled.
"Yeah, I guess."
Delilah grabbed both of Christine's hands in hers. "Christine, I know all if this isn't your scene, but I'm really happy that you agreed to be my maid of honor. I want us to be closer and we haven't been in the past few years. You have no idea what this means to me, and to Billy, also. I want our wedding to be perfect and I know you'll come around in the end when all the chaotic planning is over. I love you so much, Chrissy."
Christine watched her sister with that stupid perfect smile on her face, knowing that she was too clueless and dumb to know what was going on, why she was hated so much, but this wasn't the end. One way or another, Billy would be hers. "I know, me too." She weakly attempted a smile.
"Thank you. Have a good time at work and I'll see you tomorrow." Delilah threw her arms around Christine, knowing her sister didn't do hugs, but didn't care because she was the bride and she thought she could get away with it. Christine stiffly returned the hug.
"Yep, you too. Later." She turned on the ball of her foot and walked out of the store. Once she was gone, Delilah let a single tear drop fall. No matter how nice she was, she knew her sister would always hate her, was Christine worth fighting for?
SHE HAS TO BE. WE'RE SISTERS, FAMILY NEEDS TO STICK TOGETHER. I REALLY HOPE SHE'LL COME AROUND.
"Delilah, sweetie? What's going on over there?" She heard her mother's voice call out, followed by her soon to be mother in law asking if everything was ok.
Delilah wiped her tears and nodded, thinking that she couldn't be seen, but not knowing that they had all been watching, their hearts now filled with sadness. "Yes, everything's great!" She picked up the skirt of her dress and strolled over to the ladies.

PRESENT DAY, JELLBANY, 12:30 pm
Delilah stood in front of the mirror wearing her elegant wedding dress that still looked as spectacular as the day she tried it on, along with the veil and a pair of rhinestoned butterfly Christian Louboutins. She had been in her room for the rest of the morning, horrified at what had almost happened and conflicted now more than ever, and sobbed out of guilt until falling asleep. When she woke up at around noon, Delilah saw that the weather outside hadn't changed at all, still fitting the mood she was in. On an impulse, Delilah decided to try on the coveted gown after almost two years, but she still planned on giving it to Maggie. She watched herself in the mirror, thinking on what her future could have been with Billy if this all hadn't have happened, even if the outbreak hadn't come to fruition. Marriage, a family, everything, all of their dreams could have come true together, but it was ruined by a selfish and manipulative psychopath. Delilah looked down at the photograph of her and Billy at the ranch for their engagement party, the same picture she had thrown against the wall after being abandoned. For whatever reason that she still to this day couldn't figure out, Delilah had grabbed the picture before walking out of the house. They were so happy and in love, what the hell went wrong, how could this have happened?! They all knew how it happened, but it was still baffling. After switching the iPhone to the heartbreak playlist, Delilah grabbed the Harry Winston ring box off of the counter and opened it. She pulled out the ring, with the gemstones and diamonds glimmering in the room's dim light, still looking down as she slipped it on her finger.
MALIBU, JUNE 17TH, 2009, 2:00 AM
"OH, GOD YES! AHHH!"
After one final thrust, Billy fell back on the matress, with Delilah joining him shortly afterwards. They had been having an out and out sexathon for almost three hours in an inflatable cabana on the beach, an ultimate fantasy for the young couple, just finishing with Reverse Cowgirl and Doggystyle, staring out into the gorgeous night ocean. Now, they were both laying back in the sheets, panting heavily with their nude bodies covered in a light layer of sweat.
"Wow, five times in a row. I don't know if I'll be able to walk tomorrow."
Billy had a smirk on his face over her statement. "Yeah, right. Your stamina never fails to amaze me at all."
"It has to in order to keep up with your nonstop libido. I swear, it's like you're hard 98% of the time. You'd make a fortune donating your sperm." Delilah glanced over at her boyfriend turned fiancé and they both burst into a fit of laughter.
"Well, excuse me that my fiancé, soon to be wife, is one of the hottest women on the planet, if not the hottest."
Delilah rolled her eyes. "Ok, Casanova, you sealed the deal, you don't need to sugarcoat it, but thanks, and right back at ya, babe."
"I'm just speaking the truth." He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back into him so they were spooning. "Maybe I should stock up on Viagra now for when we're Mamie and Papie's age, I plan on having an active sex life."
"We already have an active sex life!"
Billy kissed her shoulder. "I know, but sometimes it dies down when you're much older." They both couldn't stop laughing, enveloped in a nirvana of love and happiness over the security of that they'd be taking the next step in their relationship.
"Fine, fine. I'm not complaining at all, I love our sex life and I love you, too. You're too damn sexy to resist." Delilah turned around kissed him tenderly, both of them lightly moaning into the other's mouths. He broke the kiss and looked down.
"Hey, let me see the ring." Billy marveled as she held up her delicate hand and showed off her fantastic engagement ring. "Wow, it's really something else, Candy Girl."
"It is, I adore it and I love how it's the only one like it in the world, and that nobody else will have it. You made it from the heart, Piano Rebel." She smiled up at him before turning serious. "So, besides lots of senior citizen sex, what else do you see for us in our future?" Delilah cuddled into his embrace.
"Starting with the heavy stuff already, huh? I figured we'd start with the sex and go from there."
She lightly smacked his chest as he laughed. "Shut up, I'm being serious! Sometimes you can be such a jackass, Babeadee."
"I was only joking, don't get into a tizzy." Billy propped his elbow up, resting his head in his hand with his other arm still around Delilah's waist, knowing that she was just playing around with her annoyed attitude. "Well, all I can say is the future is ours, Chickpea. I see the band taking off huge, selling out tours and breaking records, topping the charts with hit single after hit single, being decorated icons and eventually be inducted into the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame. You'll be making lots of connections from hosting events, which will help your already rising career further catapult, along with your ever outstanding talent, beauty, and work ethic. You'll be America's Sweetheart, the girl that women want to be and that guys want to be with, but they can't have you because you're mine. My shining star and I see you winning the coveted EGOT, getting a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, we'll both have endorsement deals left and right, we'll be so loaded we won't know what to do with the money. I'll buy the Lakers and be their coach, with the exception of being an honorary player. Somewhere in the middle, we'll have children that will inherit both of our smarts, talents, and good looks. We won't let our careers get in the way, we'll make the time for family and raise them proper. Serena will be Daddy's Little Princess, and I can already tell that I won't be able to say no to her, because I already can't say no to her beautiful mother." Billy chuckled, a dreamy and excited smile on his face. "Santino, I can see you doting on him, since you always wanted a little brother, but he'll be tough, and he'll play basketball just like his dad. We'll spend Christmases at the ranch with my family and summers in the tropics, all of us together, the kids playing with their cousins, getting a taste of ranch life. They'll be part Hollywood and part country. We'll just keep doing all that and staying strong for as long as we both shall live. What do you think?" He looked down at his fiancé, whose mouth was hanging open.
"Wow, you've really thought this out, huh? I'm amazed, Billy, because that's exactly what I had in mind also. Honestly, the glitz and glamour, it means absolutely nothing if you're not by my side through it all. Whether we live in a palace in a foreign land or a rundown shack in the Valley, as long as I have you, I'm the happiest girl in the world."
They smiled at each other, wanting the moment to last forever, their overwhelming love was at it's pinnacle. "I feel the same. I'll make sure you never want for anything, Delilah. I keep to my promises, I promise to always love, protect, and take care of you with everything I have. We're gonna make it, we've already come this far, and we'll only keep progressing. I love you so much, Tiger Lily."
In Delilah's mind, this was the closest thing to perfection. She really did have it all, and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. Billy was her soul mate, they were each other's destiny, and the thought of anything going wrong was scary, but she would fight for their love. "I love you, too, Billy. Ever Thine," She kissed him once. "Ever Mine." Delilah smooched him again.
"Ever Ours." He finished for her, pulling Delilah in as they ardently kissed and rolled on top of her.
"Round 6, already? Somebody's antsy."
"Only for you, baby love, only for you."
Delilah moaned once he was inside her, the young couple continued making passionate love while the waves softly crashed, the moon and the stars watching the lovers down below.

Delilah's eyes started tearing at the thoughts in her mind. They were both to blame for this, Christine was too manic and arrogant to accept the truth, Billy had been too drugged and miserable to take a stand. Her bottom lip quivered over those two thoughts. The love could have kept growing, fueling their lives and dreams, but was a second chance in the cards for them? Delilah felt truly alone, like she had nobody to turn to, not able to talk to anybody at Jellbany out of fear of scrutiny. All of the people she cared about, her mother, Jennifer, Sharon, Kayla, the girls, Mamie, Billy's whole family, they were all gone, the ones that weren't confirmed were most likely dead, even Angelo was gone.
The last few months of their friendship had been rough. Angelo serenaded Delilah with "Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You" by Franki Valli and The Four Seasons, he had just gotten one of the leads in a local production of Jersey Boys, begging her to dump Billy for him, because she would never be truly happy and he would break her heart. Delilah slapped Angelo across face when he tried to kiss her and told him off, saying he was full of shit had no idea what he was talking about, that he had some serious apologizing to do if he wanted to still be friends. A few weeks later, he texted Delilah to meet him at rehearsals so they could make amends.
After unintentionally finding out, Billy confronted Angelo at said rehearsals, trying to discuss things in a civilized manner despite being mad as hell. When The Italian Stallion brushed him off and berated him over false accusations, The Hotshot Cowboy had no choice but to teach him a lesson and shoved him, not too rough but rough enough to know that he meant business. Angelo shoved back with a punch and Billy socked him in the face, which escalated into a huge brawl. The director didn't try to stop it, instead having Angelo's understudy and the other cast members break into "Walk Like A Man" as they fought, because this was the true essence of the song. Neither Billy nor Angelo were aware that Delilah had showed up in the middle of this with Rachelle and Jennifer at her side for moral support, and she nearly had a heart attack at the scene in front of her.
The cast was singing along, doing that ridiculous skip and arm tuck dance as they belted out the lyrics to the upbeat number, not paying any attention at all to the two grown men rolling around on the stage, pummeling each other and shouting "She's mine, she's mine! Stay away from her! You don't deserve her!". Delilah shrieked, Jennifer was equally as freaked out, and Delilah had no choice but to pull the fire alarm. It had NOT been the smartest move on her part, but the fight had been incredibly violent. She had to pay a $1,000 fine and officially ended her partnership with Angelo. Jennifer also dumped him on the spot, leaving him alone with a broken nose and being completely let go from the show. The cops had also been called, both of them being let off with a warning. Billy offered to pay for Angelo's nose job if he signed a restraining order promising to stay five thousand feet away from Delilah, which he reluctantly agreed to.
Regardless, Delilah still mourned his tragic death and wondered if he had been right all along, if she should have been with him instead. After everything that had happened, it wasn't even fathomable. Then again, the fact that Christine had stolen Billy right from under her unfortunately made anything possible. Christine had Delilah's dream, Billy's children, and she didn't even care. She didn't love them, she was using them to rub Delilah's nose in that she had taken the love of her life away from her. All of this only made Delilah more depressed, her love life in shambles, but the piano melody of "It's All Coming Back To Me Now" by Celine Dion made her stop and really think things through.
As the song played, Delilah realized that she and Billy actually did have what she had with Rick now. He had been considerate and tender, in and out of bed, he had been her rock when she needed him, he had put up with so much and been there for her on the nights when she would rant and rave, nearly ruining her voice by screaming, she had blocked it all out of her mind to make room for Rick. Now, she was comparing all these events with Billy that she had with Rick. Billy was her first love, and first loves are never forgotten. She would always love him, and apparently, she still did, but how could they possibly be together again? There was so much, Rick, Christine, the twins, but most importantly, that day in Texas. If you love somebody, you'll always be able to forgive and make it through the roughest of times, but what if forgiveness wasn't enough? At the same time, what if forgiveness was necessary? Why hadn't Rick mentioned that Billy went looking for her, what did he have to gain by lying? Delilah never thought Rick would lie to her, and it left her heartbroken. In a very odd way, Billy and Rick were alike, both good people that had made a very bad decision, with the former's heavily outweighing the latter's. Alas, that didn't make things any less discombobulating. Delilah sunk down to the floor. "I'm still in love with Billy, but I love Rick, also. I'm in love with both of them. What the hell am I going to do?" As the song went into the high powered chorus, she allowed her soundly tears to release, not even hearing a knock on the door.
Rick walked in to see Delilah in her wedding dress on the floor, her face buried in her hands as she sobbed, the skirt of the dress wrapped around like a perfect puddle whilst the song finished. Just knowing how much pain she was in broke his heart, but he knew he had to do the right thing and get to the bottom of this.
"Delilah? Are you ok?"
She looked up at him and the aloofness on her face quickly turned to mortification as she realized what was going on. "Rick. Oh, jeez. I did not want you to see me like this."
Rick walked over and kneeled down, holding his hand out. "It's no big deal, you look beautiful."
She shyly took his hand, feeling even more upset because he was being so gentle. "Thanks. Give me a moment to get out of this dress though." Delilah rose to her feet and headed to her closet.
Even in her despair, she still looked stunning in her wedding gown, and in all the chaos, it made Rick wonder about them ever having a possible wedding day, if their relationship would surpass this speed bump. He knew why she was doing this and what was going through her mind, she hadn't been the same since that day. "Delilah, we need to talk."
She stopped walking, but didn't turn around. "I know we do, I think we both have things to say. Just let me change out of this dress, ok? I don't want to wrinkle it for Maggie."
"It's alright, I don't mind. This may or may not take long."
Delilah still didn't turn around, a lump the size of a tennis ball forming in her throat. "Would you like to go first?"
"Yes." Rick sighed heavily as the song hit the final cord, not wanting to say the words but knowing he had to. If it was the answer he probably knew was the truth, he'd be further crushed. "I think you might still have feelings for Billy."
OMG HE SAID IT! WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?!
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