Isabella Swan could not wait to see Delilah George. The two hadn't seen each other all weekend since Bella had decided to go to Port Angeles with Angela and Jessica, the latter being someone Delilah refused to be seen with every again (unless it was at the lunch table). In fact, Bella and Delilah had only spoken a few words to each other since Friday, the conversation being something that left Delilah on edge.

It was Sunday morning, Delilah had just returned from cheerleading practice when she got a phone call from her best friend. She didn't find it weird, her and Bella normally spoke all the time, so it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Hey Bell, you okay?" The two normally answered the phone the same way every time, Delilah would always ask how Bella was, and Bella would always say that she was fine. It was just routine at this point.

However, today was slightly different. "I need to tell you something. Meet me in the girls toilets first thing on Monday."

Delilah furrowed her eyebrows, Bella was weird, but not this weird. "Are you not picking me up tomorrow?"

The brunette had been taking Delilah to school since the little squabble with her sister, so Delilah wasn't sure why she wasn't now. "No."

Before Delilah even had a chance to reply to the Swan girl, the line went dead. There was definitely something wrong with Isabella. And Delilah couldn't wait to find out what it was.

She only wished she didn't have to wait until she got to school, it would have been so much easier if she wasn't back to Maya driving her everywhere, which was currently happening.

"You should take your driving test."

Delilah wanted nothing more than to open the door next to her and fling herself out of the car. However, she had just bought the jeans that weekend and didn't want to waste 50 dollars. So unfortunately that wasn't an option.

"I have, like five times."

Maya released a breath, you couldn't really call it air that left her mouth as it was more marijuana, "Well, maybe you should pass then."

The brunette rolled her eyes at her adoptive sister, they still weren't on their best terms. "Because that isn't what I've been trying to do." Fortunately for Delilah, Maya wasn't in the mood to argue today. Unfortunately for Delilah, that meant Maya for some reason had to turn her radio up as loud as she could. The girl knew that Delilah absolutely hated her music. "God, you are such a mel."

The car ride could not come to an end quicker. Once the car reaches Forks high school, Delilah was tempted to kiss the ground and thank god, as she would sure that if she spent another two seconds in the car her ears would bleed.

"You're welcome." Maya spoke as she watched Delilah start to walk away.

The girl turned around, her almost black hair flowing behind her, "For what?"

Maya inhaled another breath of whatever she was smoking before replying, "The ride."

There was no way that the George sister was going to say thanks for something she didn't even want. Why sat thank you if you didn't mean it? "Whatever."

Somewhere behind her Delilah heard Maya reply, however she wasn't paying much attention. She was too focused on making it to the girls toilets as quickly as she could. There was a part of Delilah that thought she was going to the wrong toilets, but there was only one bathroom in the whole school that Delilah would use -because the others were too dirty- so it had to be that single one.

Fortunately when Delilah got there no one else was in the bathroom, unfortunately that also included Isabella Swan. Which was especially weird, she was definitely already at the school, her car was parked outside.

The lack of Isabella caused the brunette to question everything; was her car actually outside? Did Maya slip drugs into Delilah's water this morning and she just hallucinated the car? Was it even Monday? Did Bella even say she wanted to meet her here? Was it another bathroom that Bella wanted to meet her in?

Delilah decided to go with the latter, and guess that for some reason, Bella was talking about a different bathroom. So for the whole of the first forty minutes of school, Delilah spent her time wondering in and out of toilets. It was hardly the most pleasant thing to do.

It was also very pointless, seen as Isabella was no where to be found in any of the toilets. Which the girl wasn't very happy about. She only prayed that Bella was only missing because she was dead, because if she wasn't, Delilah was going to kill her herself.

It was safe to say that Delilah didn't like it when people made her waste her time. And Bella Swan was no exception.

However, there did seem to be a problem with Bella, she wasn't in any of her first lessons. Now Delilah was no detective, but she knew that something wasn't right; first Bella rings her and acts weird, then she doesn't give her a lift to school, then her truck is at school but she is not.

Something was wrong and Delilah was almost one hundred percent sure it had something to do with the Cullens.

Which was why Delilah had no choice but to march over to their table when she noticed someone else was mysteriously missing. The brunette slammed her hands down on the table, noticing how all their golden eyes were focused on her before she even made it near them. "Where's Bella?"

Olivia and Emmett Cullen let out few laughs at the words, which seemed to annoy both Delilah and Rosalie, the blonde didn't take too well to people laughing at Delilah. "Who?" Emmett decided to speak, which caused him and Olivia to burst into giggles again.

"Haha that's so funny, you should-"

Rosalie interrupted the girl, not wanting her to have a go at her family again, as it only led to Rosalie defending Delilah later that day when they got home. "-Shes with Edward."

Delilah turned her blue eyes to look at the blonde, a small smile making its way onto her face at the sight of her, "Hi Rose."

A much larger smile made its way onto the vampires face, "Hi Lilah."

Whenever Delilah was around Rosalie, everything else melted away. The only thing that existed was Rosalie, nothing else really mattered. But Delilah needed to focus, there was something weird going on and she needed to find out what.

The brunette shook her head, moving her eyes away from Rose and looking at the others sat at the table. "Why is she with Edward?"

"Why don't you ask him." Emmett was really getting on Delilah's nerves today, she would quite like to wrap her hands around his neck and strangle him to death.

Rosalie narrowed her hands at Emmett, also wanting to strangle the boy to death. "Emmett!" The girl scolded.

"Thanks Emmett, tell me where they are and I will."

"Listen Delilah, I'm sorry but we don't know." Olivia Cullen had to stick up for her husband, because she knew in the end that Delilah could hurt Emmett's feeling more than he could hers. "If we did know, we'd tell you."

Delilah raised an eyebrow, she'd always had a knack for being able to tell when people are lying. "I'd believe you if that was the truth, but it's not, is it?"

"Why would-"

"Now you listen here, I know there's something you aren't telling me and I would advise you just spit it out. Because I promise you I will find out, no matter how much you try to hide it. I always find out everyone's secrets." Delilah didn't wait for a reply, instead pulled a sickly sweet smile at all of the siblings, before turning on her heel and walking about of the cafeteria.

"Take the necklace out of your mouth." Maya happened to just be walking into the cafeteria as Delilah was walking out, scolding her sister for a habit she'd picked up many years ago.

Delilah sighed dropping the piece of jewellery and letting it clang against her neck, "Do you have a cigarette I can borrow?"

Maya took a full packet out of her jacket pocket with a lighter before handing it to her sister, "I thought you were quitting."

"Yes well sometimes people lie Maya, thank you." The two were still not on the best terms, but at least they could have civil conversations with each other now.

Delilah made her way outside after walking away from Maya, and it came as no surprise that she was being followed by a certain someone.

Just as the brunette had lit her cigarette, she was joined by a blonde vampire. "Did anyone ever tell you it's not nice to sneak up on people?"

Rosalie smiled, something she found herself doing a lot recently, "You knew I was here, so I wouldn't say I snuck up on you."

"Fine," Delilah took a drag, "It's not nice to follow people then."

At first, Rosalie thought that the girl was just messing around, however she'd soon learn that Delilah was being very serious. "You don't normally complain."

"Because I normally want to be around you."

"And you don't today?"

That was an understatement, Delilah had a habit of blowing things out of proportion, and she didn't take very well to being kept in the dark. "Surprisingly I don't."

It was safe to say that Rosalie was a little offended at her words, "And why not?"

The brunette whipped her head around to look at the girl next to her, anger burning behind her eyes, "Because you're lying to me! I have been nothing but honest with you Rosalie, I've told you everything! But yet you won't share anything with me."

The vampire was shocked, she didn't expect Delilah to blow up at her, she didn't even realise the girl was annoyed. "I'm lying to you? What am I lying about Delilah?...and you know for a fact that you haven't told me anything about yourself."

"Well that's simply not true is it Rosalie? I've told you a lot more than I've told anyone else, then you treat me like a piece of shit you've stepped in and won't even tell me where your stupid brother is. For all I know he might be some psycho whose murdering my best friend in the woods."

The blonde couldn't help but release a little laugh, she knew exactly what Delilah was doing, "God, sometimes you can be such a manipulative piece of shit, you know that right? It's not my responsibility to tell you where your stupid friend is."

Delilah also couldn't help but release a sarcastic laugh, "I'm the manipulative piece of shit? Listen to yourself Rose, you should really get down off your high horse and realise you're not any better than me....god I can't believe I was actually going to give you a chance."

As soon as the words were spoke, all of Rosalie's body went cold, her un-beating heart freezing even more if that was possible, "What do you mean 'was'? You still are, aren't you?"

Delilah looked at Rosalie head on, her eyes staring right into Rosalie's golden ones, "Do you think I'm going to give someone a chance who makes me feel like I aren't worth anything to them?" Rosalie went to speak, however Delilah didn't let her, "You don't care about me Rose, you never did. You were just alone and I was naive enough to think someone in this god awful town actually liked me for me, and understood who I truly am.....but you just wanted someone because you had no one, and I was stupid enough to be that person."

As soon as she had finished speaking, Delilah threw her half smoked cigarette onto the floor, storming back into Forks high school, making her way to the girls toilets- not because she thought Bella would be in there, but because she needed a good cry.

She hadn't meant to be mean to Rose, she didn't really even mean the words she said, but she couldn't help herself.

Delilah George knew that she was being overdramatic, but she needed to protect herself. She'd been silly enough to let Rosalie in in the first place, and now she realised she needed to push her out. It was clear to Delilah that Rosalie hadn't let Delilah in at all, if she had then she would be an open book with her.

So here Delilah George was, crying in the schools toilets, wishing that she hadn't spoken those words to Rosalie, because no matter how much she believed them, she wanted nothing more than for them not to be true.

For just once, Delilah wanted to be wrong, she wanted Rosalie to rush into the toilets and tell her that everything Delilah had said wasn't true, and that she was ready to be an open book for her, because she would do anything for her.

But Rosalie didn't.

Instead she had left Delilah George crying in the toilets wondering why she wasn't good enough for the girl she'd give the world to.

aww poor miss delilah:( i want to portray her as having a mindset where she believes that she's always the victim, because in delilah's eyes she can never do any wrong, do you know what i mean?