Torn

Chapter 6- Catch Me

Previously;

"Shutup Delilah! Screaming isn't going to help you, sweetheart."she bent me down so nobodon the bus would notice something bad happening. She picked up the razor she threw at my leg previously, and swiped it across my arm harshly. My eyes grew big, and welled up with water from the pain. "If you tell anyone, I'll do worse," she hesitated, "and yes, it's me." The bus came to a stop; Kalli picked up her razor, and left. 

My answer?

Kalli Grace.

Chapter 6- Catch Me

"Please! You haven't been outside your house unless it's because of school or you go to Zayn's house!" And you can even come with Zayn! Please!" she was straight out begging now. Why? She barely was talking to me lately. 

"Kiana, I really don't feel like going," I told her the truth. I was exhausted; sleepless nights were everynight unless I was with Zayn. I was scared too, Kalli wasn't supposed to be going, but she might just show up then pull me aside and kill me then just skip away. Who knows.

"But.. Please! You have toooo! We only have this twice you know! Please please please! You already have a dress and everything," she gestured her hand pointing to my beautiful dress hanging from my closet door. Did I want to go? Of course! I've been looking foward to this since I was in kindergarten. Was it worth possibly running into Kalli? No. But, Zayn would be there... And I trust him. Kind of. I can't even define trust anymore, I've never really experienced it execpt for Kiana and she's leaving me for Niall lately. And, I don't know if Zayn is just doing this to build me up then have Kalli say, "Go" and him break me. I wouldn't let it happen; even if my feelings for Zayn increase every time I see him, or hear his name. I pulled out my phone from my jeans, and texted him, 

"Hey, should we go tonight? Kiana's down to begging.

                                                xx -delilah "

"Del, please! I promise you'll have fun. You love school dances!" Kiana pleaded.

My phone buzzed,

"Sure, if you want. I'll be there next to you the whole time, don't worry. Should I pick you up at 7?

                                                                                                            xxxx -zayn"

I texted back okay and I threw my phone back on the bed. "All right. Let's get ready," I sighed. 

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I was wearing the perfect dress, I was literally in love with my dress. I had always pictured it to look like this when I was little. A strapless black dress that fell down to my feet, the top had a thick row of sparkles and the sparkles lessened throughout the top of the dress. After my waste it was a flowly type of material that was beautiful. I had silver-glitter heals on, that might I say were already killing my feet. And my makeup was perfected by Kiana after I'd done it, so it was gorgous too. My top lashes were layered with thick amounts of  mascara, assisted with fake eyelashes. I had black eyeliner, with a normal sized cat eye with shimmering eyeshadow following out with it. My skin looks flawless, and it looked like I had no bags under my eyes, it was like I just woke up from Sleeping Beauty's curse. My hair was in a fairly high bun, with two strands of hair on each side (out of the bun) perfectly curled, along with my side bangs. 

I was never one for self confidence, but I thought I looked pretty for the first time. Kiana had left after doing my make up about 30 minutes ago, and I've been staring at my clock waiting for 7:00. I couldn't wait to see Zayn, he probably looked amazing in a suit.