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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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Hi everybody! I TOLD YOU ALL THAT GARETH WAS ALIVE! This season may just be the best so far! Sorry I didn't update sooner, I've been swept up with the excitement of World Series (GO GIANTS!) and waiting for Vanellope Von Schweetz (my niece) to FINALLY ARRIVE INTO THE WORLD! That and I wanted to perfect this fight, which was set to "C'mon, C'mon" by The Von Bondies. Rick may seem a little OOC, but "Dark Rick" has once again returned! This is only the beginning of the darkness for Forever Rising Phoenix, and not just with Rick, but for many of the other main characters as well. I know some fans are upset with the direction I took with this story. You really need to step back and take a close look at the bigger and rational picture of it all. Delilah isn't trying to toy with anybody's hearts by what she did, she's genuinely conflicted. She's not perfect and she's taking full responsibility for her actions. Be on the look out for "The Phoenix" by Fall Out Boy to appear somewhere in this story in the future. I have it on repeat along with "Top of the World" by Greek Fire! Incredible songs, go check them out!
Thanks again to my beta reader texasbelle91, bluecrush611, Hey01ig, SilverSun09, RebornRose1992, and Znon, you guys are the best! :) Check out Hey01ig's two awesome Walking Dead stories, she's a shining star! :)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH MAD SEASON. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY MATCHBOX TWENTY AND ROB THOMAS. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
Chapter Sixty: Mad Season
While Billy's words were civil and insightful, Rick could tell he was holding back on something, and he figured out immediately what it was. In that instance, Rick knew Billy had slept with Delilah. After moping around for over a week, there was finally a genuine smile on his face, the exact same one Rick had after the first time making love to Delilah. He wasn't sure what upset him more, the fact that she had jumped into bed so quickly or how Billy was coming here to make peace. It wasn't real, he was trying to rub it in that he had taken his girl right out from under his nose, and there was now way this would be tolerated. With his fury reaching an all time high, Rick hauled back with a sneer and socked Billy straight in the face.
A loud smacking sound rang in the air when Rick's fist came into contact with Billy's face, he had punched him so quickly that the younger man hadn't seen it coming. Billy thought he heard the snap of his jaw breaking upon receiving the blow, it was only his teeth chattering from the impact.
Trying to shake off the surprise turn around, Billy glanced at Rick with annoyance and rising anger. "Rick, what the fuck was that for?!"
Rick let out a furious growl as he charged forward, but Billy grabbed his arms as they went toppling down, gaining the upper hand momentarily before he lost his footing and Rick flipped them over, pinning him down.
Rick was fuming, infuriated, a nasty snarl on his face as his breathing labored, his normally rational demeanor blinded by rage. "Ever since you and that stupid slut bitch got here, all our lives have been turned upside down. Delilah's, my kid's, but especially mine. If this were the real world, you and Christine would both be in prison for twenty-five to life on attempted murder charges. If I were on the jury, I wouldn't hesitate in giving the death penalty, you little pill popping prick." All Rick could think of was Christine's words and Delilah being pressured by Billy. This little fuck ass was sweeping in and taking his girl, no way in hell was he going to let him get away with it, there was a price that had to be paid. It was going to be paid.
Hearing his cruel words flipped a switch within Billy. For the past week, he had been the free for all punching bag, over something that he admitted failure of gaining control of. Delilah, Madison, Carl, Daryl and Abraham, the last two were almost expected, but not Rick. He thought that Rick had more class than that, but this attack had clearly pushed Billy to his limits. It was bad enough that so much had been jeopardized between him and Delilah, but now his breaking point had skyrocketed over the maximum numbers on the scale. He lifted both feet up and kicked Rick in the stomach and pounced, sending him on his back, restraining his arms with his knees as Billy bent his forearm right under Rick's neck, glaring down.
"You're the pot calling the kettle black, and you've got a lot of nerve to go there with your past record of mental instability. I may have been depressed, but everybody I see and talk to is actually real. I'm not imagining my dead wife or killing my best friend. Delilah didn't cheat on me, and there's no denying that I'm the twins' father, I can't say the same for you about Judith."
Rick's gaze further darkened as he double punched Billy's sides with both fists, which knocked the wind out of him, and he was once again being towered over by Rick. "Judith will always be mine, no matter what. Delilah is mine. She said she doubts she'll even take you back, why would she after all you put her through? It was me that was there when she cried, it was me that soothed her back to sleep when she woke up screaming from nightmares caused by you and Christine. So why don't you fuck off and go take care of those bastard twins you have?"
Billy growled loudly as he knocked Rick off his feet in a kick and flat on the ground. He then got on top of Rick and pummeled him with his fists, but not before he was head-butted and shoved face down in the mud. Having to rely only on his sense of touch from being surrounded by the earth, Billy grabbed both of Rick's arms and flipped him over his head, landing on his back as Billy rose to his feet. He picked up the man that was ten years his senior and continued the punches. Jab, cross, hook, uppercut! It seemed to be working until Rick got a left hand hook in to Billy's eye, causing a cut in his eyebrow. Billy flashed him a nasty smirk, blood trickling down his face. "She was mine first. I'm the one that made her a woman, Rick. No matter who she chooses, Delilah will always be mine first. Don't be sad, you're with Christine now. You get my-" Billy was cut off by Rick slamming him into the nearby wall so hard that he saw stars when his head hit the bricks. All he could think about was how did this happen? Not even twenty minutes ago he was sitting with Delilah and the twins, thinking on how they looked like the perfect little family, and now he was fighting with her new lover.
"She was yours until you tried to kill her, that part of her life is over. Delilah is with me now, get it through your thick skull. Hurt her again and I'll kill you with my bare hands."
Rick was unprepared for what came next, when Billy broke out a double karate kick, causing him to stumble backwards, unable to avoid a spinning roundhouse kick to the neck, but Rick punched him again, his nails scratching Billy's face, causing him to bleed. The derangement was evident in their eyes as they broke out in a flurry of rough punches on each other simultaneously with agitated roars. There wasn't an area that was avoided. Chests, groins, ribs, stomach. Both men were covered in black and blue marks and had cut up, swollen faces, which were starting to become unrecognizable. Billy's eyebrow was cut in the middle, along with a gash on his forehead, ironically in the same spot where he was struck when he met Delilah, his neck and cheek had bleeding scratch marks, the shiner from two days before was now darker in color, and he knew his nose was most likely broken, which is why one solid punch broke Rick's in return along with a busted lip. Neither one of them was aware of the commotion they were causing, alerting everybody to their vengeful battle.

"You've got to see this from all angles, Daryl. The three of them are very vulnerable right now." Carol said as she walked with her surrogate son around Jellbany following the meeting, trying to get him to be less stubborn.
Daryl's reply was once again a shrug. "I don't care, I'm sticking to my word. She's a cock hopper and that's all there is to it."
They were interrupted by groans and screams, causing them to look over at each other in confusion. "That sounded like-" Picking up the pace, they ran towards the backyard, and the sight that laid in front of them truly frightened Carol.
"RICK! BILLY! NO! STOP IT!"
The two men were savagely beating each other and screaming, blood staining their faces and clothes.
"Kick his ass, Rick!"
"Don't encourage him! You saw what he did to Tyreese, and he's twice the size of Rick! I have to stop this." Carol tried to move towards them, but Daryl wrapped his arms around her from behind, holding her back. "Daryl, you have to let go of me!"
He shook his head. "Carol, let it go. This has been building up for over a week, they have to fight it out. If it gets too dangerous, only then will I intervene."

Rick and Billy both had each other in a headlock, punching each other with their free hand, unaware that it was now raining and they were being watched but that they had made it all the way against the hard top wading pool.
"YOU'RE GETTING IN THE WAY OF MY HAPPINESS! YOU'RE DEAD, STEVERSON!"
"I'M THE YOUNGEST OF EIGHT, THERE'S NOTHING I CAN'T HANDLE! I'VE BEEN AROUND THE BEND AND BACK, GRIMES, HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT!"
Rick had a sinister grin on his face. "Be careful what you wish for, punk." With one swift yank, Rick pulled the tarp off of the wading pool and shoved Billy's head in by the back of his hair, dunking him up and down, trying to drown him. Billy once again wrapped his legs around Rick's waist and hoisted him over his head, both of them now fully in the pool, where the fist fight began again. Their adrenaline coursing so furiously through their veins that they didn't even notice the hotness of the water from being covered for a little over a month.

Tyreese, Abraham, Eugene, Mac, Scott, and Glenn, who had been in the factory going over the materials for the gun silencers and the gate, the latter almost being finished, when they heard the commotion outside. They joined Daryl and Carol, watching in awe over Rick and Billy fighting.
"He finally snapped again, didn't he?" Tyreese asked Daryl, who nodded.
"All thanks to Spoiled Princess Bitch, I bet she'd probably cream her panties to know these two were fighting over her."

"That's it. The whole story." Delilah heavily sighed, she had just finished telling Maggie and Madison about why she was conflicted. The girls were silent, but appeared calmer than they had moments before. They looked at her with solemn facial expressions.
"What are you going to do, Delilah?" Madison asked.
Delilah heavily sighed. "I don't know. I really do love them both so much that it hurts. I think back on all my old memories with Billy and the ones I've created with Rick and the kids, and I'm filled with warmness. This really is one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make, and to think I once thought the most difficult decision was having to choose between Versace and Valentino to wear to an event." The girls exchanged a cheeky grin, which was comforting amongst the angst. "As much as I hate to say this, whatever derision I have coming, I'm fully prepared. I deserve it, because I brought all this on myself, I also don't expect anybody to be understanding about the situation, either."
Maggie sadly frowned, feeling bad about being so initially hostile to her. "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself, you can't help who you fall in love with, don't let what anybody else thinks sway who you think is the best choice." No matter how any of them felt about this, it was all up to Delilah in the end, and they would have to accept whomever she chose, even if they didn't agree.
The conversation came to a halt with the sound of frantic knocking at the door. Delilah looked over at the girls quizzically before getting up and answering it to see Carl on the other side. He was bent over, one hand on the doorframe and the other on his knee, panting heavily. Delilah was sure he was angry about yesterday, but his current appearance concerned her. "Carl? Are you ok?"
He shook his head, still trying to catch his breath. "No, it's bad! It's really bad!"
Now Delilah was the worried one, immediately thinking that something happened to Rick. "What? What's the matter?" She hesitated in putting her hand on his shoulder, ultimately deciding against it because she wasn't sure how he'd react, but he cared enough to alert her on whatever it was going.
"My dad… Billy… Fight.. to.. the.. death…"
Delilah gasped, feeling her eyes widen and her breath become short. Was that what Billy had to "take care of"? Beating up Rick?! She immediately thought back on the fights he had gotten into for her and what she had heard about Rick's temper. They were both very strong and things could get incredibly violent very fast. "Oh, my God!" She turned back to Maggie and Madison, who were just as shocked as she was.
"I was afraid this would happen." Maggie mumbled under her breath.
"Me, too." Madison added.
"You have to stop them!" Carl pleaded.
Delilah turned back at the twins, only for Maggie to shake her head. "They're asleep, they'll be fine. Just hurry and get down there, we'll be right behind you."
"Thanks." Delilah whizzed out of her room and to the stairwell, not even waiting for Carl. All she could think of was how badly this fight would end if it wasn't stopped now. She was so focused that she didn't even notice that she ran past Tara and Rosita talking in the fourth floor stairwell doorway, who looked confused.
Tara looked up to see Carl, Madison, and Maggie trailing behind her. "Hey, guys, what's going on?"
"Is Delilah ok?" Rosita asked, both girls appeared to be genuinely worried.
Carl shook his head. "Billy and my dad are fighting, it's gotten really ugly so far."
"What? Billy and Rick are fighting?" The five of them looked over to see Christine in the hallway. For some reason, she had a bad feeling that somehow Billy had found out about being with Rick last night, and she became panicked.

Delilah was absolutely terrified that she wouldn't get there in time and that things would turn deadly. She was so terrified that she tripped on the last step and landed smack dab into the first floor stairwell door. Delilah scrambled to her feet, her eye hurting from the impact of the doorknob and she could feel that her upper gums were cut and bleeding, but she forced herself to shake it off and keep going. Once she was outside, she followed the faint sounds of screams, running like her life depended on it. Her life did depend on it, since it seemed that she was the only one to break up this brawl. When Delilah finally got to the backyard, her jaw hit the floor at the sight of her two loves fighting to the death.
"SHE'S MINE!"
"SHE'S MINE!"
"I'LL KILL YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!"
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU FIRST!"
"YOU'RE NOT GETTING OUT OF THIS ALIVE!"
"NEITHER ARE YOU!"
Rick and Billy were soaking wet in the pool, going back and forth between punching and trying to drown the other one, dunking their heads underwater. She couldn't help but think of that scene in Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason. Colin Firth's Mark Darcy and Hugh Grant's Daniel Cleaver were fighting for Bridget Jones, starting out bursting through the doors of a museum and going all the way into a nearby water fountain, "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" by The Darkness playing all the while, except for now was not the time for humor, fear had taken over.
"OH, MY GOD! STOP!" Delilah screamed out, all the color drained from her face as her body trembled and tears streamed down her cheeks. She looked over in wrath at Daryl and the others. "Why didn't any of you stop them?!"
"This fight was a long time coming, Delilah, just like the one between you and Christine." Daryl said before looking back on the two men.
"They have to let it out." Abraham added.
Carol seemed to be the only one truly shaken up. "You have to stop this, they'll kill each other."
Delilah knew she was right. This was awful, total déjà vu of the fight between Billy and Angelo. Unlike last time, there wasn't a nearby fire alarm to stop it. She wasn't exactly in the right mind frame when she came up with the only distraction she could think, she was also unaware that Carl, Madison, Maggie, Tara, Rosita, Christine, and Beth had followed behind her and were now with the crowd. Sasha, Bob, and Michonne had also appeared as well. Delilah whipped off her jacket and tied it around her waist, revealing a grey tank top. "RICK! BILLY! STOP! LOOK AT ME!" Without checking to see if they were looking at her and completely oblivious to all those watching, Delilah lifted her tank top up, revealing her bare breasts. It had certainly gotten Rick and Billy's attention, the sight of her magnificent and tanned breasts, but it had also gotten the attention of the other guys.
"Damn!"
"Better than I thought they would be."
"Wish I had a camera right now…"
Carl, Eugene, and Tara were stunned into silence with only one thought on their mind. Boobies.
"Jesus and Candy! If those tits stopped that fight, why the hell weren't they elected into the White House? We would have had peace on Earth years ago! There wouldn't even be no zombie 'pocalypse!"
Billy finally looked over and was thrown off guard at what she was doing. "Delilah, Tiger Lily, pull your top d-" Before he could finish his sentence, Rick took the opportunity to lay a packed punch to the side of Billy's head. Everything after that felt like it was happening in slow motion. Delilah gasped and could have sworn it was echoing as Billy's eyes rolled in the back of his head, followed by the rest of his body falling over the edge of the pool, taking Rick down with him, for he had a grip on his shirt. Both men fell backwards out of the pool, which wasn't too high of a drop and they were able to land on their sides. Rick pried Billy's hand off of his shirt and scrambled off of the unconscious boy, looking over at the others. They all appeared to be totally stunned over this, unsure if Billy was alive or dead.
Delilah ran over and dropped to her knees as she leaned over Billy. "Billy, Billy, wake up." She shook him by the shoulders and started lightly slapping him across the face. "Wake up, baby. Babeadee, wake up." He wasn't waking up right away, she could feel her heart and stomach twisting with pain and panic, causing her tears to pour like the light rain surrounding them. "BILLY! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! PLEASE, WAKE UP!" Delilah started crying harder as she clutched his body to her chest, completely distraught that this was how she lost him.
Everybody else looked on in sadness, Carol and Tara felt their eyes tearing up. Rick looked down, fully realizing the extent of the damage that he inflicted. He had actually killed another man, but for some reason, a part of him felt unrepentant. He shouldn't have fucked with me.
"Delilah…" The soft groan of her name brought Delilah out of her tears. She looked down to see Billy slowly opening his eyes and start coughing.
"Billy?"
He nodded once he stopped coughing. "Yeah, I'm alive."
Her face lit up and her tears were now out of relief. "Oh, Billy! Thank, God!" She embraced him even tighter. The others sighed in relief as well.
Billy groaned over the tight embrace. "Delilah, you're crushing me. I think my ribs are broken."
"Whoops." She gave him a wary smile as she let him go. Once he was fully awake and Delilah helped him to his feet, she looked over at both of them, her smile replaced with a glare. "What the hell happened?! Was this what you had to take care of, beating up Rick?! Why would you do that?!"
Billy looked at her in shock. "What?! You have it all wrong, Chickpea. I was only coming to talk to Rick, he full on punched me in the jaw! I had no choice but to defend myself! He was looking for a fight."
Delilah glanced at Rick, who appeared to be perturbed but quiet. "Tell me what went down, Rick."
He took a deep breath and walked up to her. Judging by the way she had freaked out over Billy, Rick knew that her feelings towards him were obviously very strong, but he had to know the truth. "Did you sleep with him last night?"
She looked at him, appalled, before folding her arms across her chest. Delilah took a deep breath and tried to speak to him as calmly as she could. "Rick, I don't think-"
He wasn't buying her attitude, he wanted answers and he wanted them now. "Answer me."
"Let's talk about this in private-"
"Delilah…"
"Your son is standing right-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! HE JUST SAW YOUR TITS! DID YOU SLEEP WITH BILLY OR NOT?!"
This was the second time Rick had snapped at her in less than twenty four hours, and it was quite frightening, even Carl was shocked. It made Delilah think back on when her father would snap at her mother. Was their relationship starting to mirror her parent's marriage? Unstable? Disloyal? Dare she think it, could it eventually border on abusive? There was no lying, he obviously had a hunch, it just embarrassed her to have to admit this in front of everybody else. "Yes, we slept together last night." She admitted in a low voice.
His facial expression was a cross between anger and sadness, the others could tell that she had said "yes". Quite frankly, they didn't know what to think either. Carl seemed disappointed while Daryl shook his head in annoyance. "Told ya she was a cock hopper." He mumbled under his breath.
Rick felt a sense of betrayal, but in a way, hadn't the writing been on the walls? It didn't matter, he still felt hurt. "You really are a very stupid little girl, aren't you, Delilah?" He had a menacing smirk on his face.
Delilah swallowed back tears and toughened up. He deserved to be slapped or socked in the face, but she understood his anger and she was braced for it. "I know you're pissed off as all hell. Say what you what you want to me, I can take. It's karma, Rick, I have it coming. I did you dirty, real dirty, and I know you won't believe me when I say this, but I'm sorry. I also know you won't see this from my point of view, but it just happened. We gave into temptations, it had been building up for a week. I told you I was afraid of doing something that would ruin our relationship, you need to see it from the other side that it's better that this happened when we weren't together, because that would ruin everything we have. Do what you want. Scream in my face, call me every name in the book, but I'm begging you not to hit me."
Rick's eyes softened considerable, how could she ever think that? "What? Delilah, no. I would never hit you." They had been through so much together in such a short amount of time, had he really snapped that badly that his new love was now afraid of him?
"How can I trust your word, Rick? You lied to me and nearly killed my fiancé." She knew he wouldn't hit her, but what she had witnessed shook her to the core of anything being possible. Everything started bubbling up again, and Rick wasn't the only one on her nerves. Delilah turned to Billy, fully irritated. "Is this what you had to take care of, rubbing it in his face that we were together last night? Now everybody else knows, too! I thought I meant more to you than that! Was I just some damn conquest, Billy?"
Billy was flabbergasted at her accusation. "How could you even say such a thing?! I love you, Delilah! I did nothing wrong this time!"
"Don't even try and play the victim card with me! You fought back, you're just as much a part of this as Rick is!"
"I had to, he was going to kill me! I wasn't looking for a fight when I approached him, I just wanted to talk!"
"Then what was it? What did you have to talk about?"
"Delilah, he slept with your sister!"
"What?" The irritation was now in temporary ambivalence, as she looked at Rick with sad eyes while the others watched in shock. "Rick, is this true?"
"That's why I was late coming back last night. I saw her leaving his room."
Delilah walked up closer to Rick. "Tell me it's not true, please tell me it's not true." She knew her eyes were welling up again, her stomach back in knots at the thought of another love being destroyed by her sister.
Even though he was mad, Delilah's sad doe eyes still managed to tug at Rick's heart strings. For a split second, he felt a sadistic urge to lie to her, to say that he had made love to Christine the night before, exactly how she always dreamed of, but he couldn't do that to Delilah, not after all this. He put his hand on her face, a move that surprised her. "No, it's not true. We were a little buzzed. She kissed and tried to seduce me, but I rebuffed her advances."
Despite being relieved to hear his rejection, she was still pissed off. Delilah threw Rick's hand off of her face and glared over at Christine, knowing her inferno of rage could no longer be restrained. "WHY?! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO TAKE EVERYTHING OF MINE?! WHY CAN'T I EVER HAVE ANYTHING FOR MYSELF?! FIRST BILLY, AND NOW RICK, YOU'VE FUCKING TAINTED THEM!"
Christine's eyes gleamed with tears, allowing them to fall. "Delilah, it was a mistake and totally wrong of me. I realize that now and really regret it, I'm so sorry."
"I DID EVERYTHING FOR YOU! I DEFENDED YOU, I ALWAYS STOOD BY YOUR SIDE, AND LET'S NOT FORGET THAT I WAS THE ONE THAT GAVE YOU YOUR CAREER, CHRISTINE! IF IT WASN'T FOR ME, YOU NEVER WOULD HAVE WORKED IN TINSELTOWN AGAIN THANKS TO YOUR SHITTY ATTITUDE. YOU STOLE MY FIANCE AND HAD HIS BABIES, BUT I STILL PUT A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD! I WAS ALWAYS THE ONE TAKING CARE OF YOU! WHAT'S THE THANKS I GET IN RETURN?! YOU RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE!"
"From the bottom of my heart, I am truly, deeply sorry for all the times I hurt you! I regret every despicable action and word ever directed at you. I love you and I want us to start over. We're sisters. Please, give me another chance." Christine knew she was groveling, but if it proved how serious she was, then so be it.
"It's too late for apologies, you've crossed one too many lines. I will never believe anything you say to me. You've proven yourself time and time again to be nothing more than a deceitful liar. My sister is dead. I'm not even going to bother beating your ass to a bloody pulp, because this time I know I'll kill you, and I don't want to be the one responsible for leaving their twins motherless."
Christine hung her head down in defeat, knowing she had blown any chance of reconciliation, and she had nobody to blame but herself.
Delilah turned back to Rick, now it was her turn to feel ultimately betrayed. "I can't believe you even let her in, she's a deceitful conniving bitch that played you like a fiddle! I thought you were better than that!"
"Delilah-"
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!" She barked in his face before looking over at Billy. "I am so infuriated with both of you! Did you think this was a fucking Jane Austen novel, that you'd fight to the death and the one that emerges victorious wins my heart? No! You acted like immature animals, like little boys instead of grown men. You're both fathers, did you even think of how this would effect your kids?! DID YOU THINK OF HOW IT WOULD EFFECT ME?!"
Their hearts shattered at the furious look on her face, for they had let their rage get the best of them. Billy stepped forward, absolutely devastated. "I'm so sorry, I had no idea things would get this out of hand. This doesn't change what happened between us last night. That was love, I know you felt something, too!"
Rick looked over at her. "I'm sorry, also. I shouldn't have let things escalate that badly. I love you, Delilah."
She looked at their hurt faces and all of a sudden, her inner crazy was jolted awake. Delilah glared them down. "I DON'T CARE! THIS IS DRIVING ME CRAZY! THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN BETWEEN THE THREE OF US, AND NOW EVERYBODY ELSE IS BROUGHT INTO OUR BUSINESS! THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED!" She let out a shrill scream in aggravation, panting once she stopped and looked at them again, but still angry as all hell. "I can't do this. I! CAN! NOT! DO THIS! I DON'T NEED THIS! YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO I CHOOSE? NONE OF YOU! I DON'T NEED YOU, BILLY, AND I DON'T NEED YOU, EITHER, RICK! UNTIL YOU TWO GROW SOME BRAINS AND MAN UP, STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME AND GO FUCK YOURSELVES!" Delilah flipped her hair behind her shoulders and stormed off. Sasha looked on at her.
"This isn't cool, Delilah. Acting like a psycho bitch and fucking everybody to be liked, but instead you fucked everybody over. I thought you were better than that."
Delilah stopped and glared over at Sasha. So much for being my "friend". As much as she wanted to tell her off, she couldn't, she didn't want any more problems for herself. All Delilah knew was that she just wanted to be as far away from Rick and Billy and everybody else as possible. She walked off, leaving the others at a loss for words. Rick and Billy solemnly looked over at each other. They had allowed themselves to fall between the lines of sanity and reality, with mayhem ensuing. It may have cost both of them their chance of being with Delilah, and it hit them so hard that they were knocked off their feet and into a whole mad season.
WOW WHAT A FIGHT! DOES DELILAH MEAN WHAT SHE SAID? WAS ANY OF THIS JUSTIFIED OR WAS IT TAKEN TOO FAR?
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