In The Moment- Sick Like Me
B.B.
I rush down the stairs of my house taking in the scents and the fact that there are no parents around. Delilah walks in through the front door and slams it shut. Her eyes meet mine and she smiles.
"Sup, homie?" she greets me. I laugh and launch myself at her. "B, you act like you weigh ten pounds, you big b***h. What the hell? Why are you assaulting me?"
"I love you," I just hold her to me.
"Your boobs really are nice and soft," she laughs. "Stacy wasn't lying,"
"Why do you make s**t weird, Del?" I pull away.
"It's my-" she screams and taps my back aggressively.
When I look up at her she points behind me. Chance is standing there wearing a black-on-black suit. His skin is once again extra sparkly. His hair is slicked back and his demonic ver
