How to say "I love you" [10]

The rest of that day was just a blur. We went home when Mom picked us up, Spencer didn't tell Mom about the "incedent" of fainting, we ate, I got ready for bed, and then I lie there in bed; looking clueless into the ceiling. Somewhere inside, I felt a bit sad. I just didn't want to leave Adam. Spencer had to practically pry us away from each other. Mom didn't see, Mom didn't know. She wasn't going to eaither. Enough drama in that day for a whole month of mine. I was sick and tired of it. When was I going to have a normal life? Never.

The next morning; well, I thought it was morning or something. I woke to the sound of my cell phone, ringing like it was just about to explode. Falling out of bed, I grabbed it. The buttons were flashing, bright as all get out. I squinted to see who was calling.

It was some unknown number. Seeing as that I had never answered one, I picked up. "Elloo...?" If it wasn't 3 in the morning, they probably would have guessed I was drunk. But I wasn't, so the other line answered in an ordinary voice, "Hey!" Desperatly, my mind weaved through who could be calling. It sounded like a deep echo. A male's. "Is this Delena?"

I nodded, but then reliezed he couldn't see me. So I managed to mutter a "Yes". In my mind, I was still frantically searching.

"Delena! It's Adam!"

Holy.

...

Crap.

"Adam?!" Suddenly, I was talking fast and loud. A laugh came from the other end of the line. "Yeah, it's me. Spencer gave me your number." Another shocker. Again, the room was spinning. I felt my face turn on WAY TOO HOT and my throat closed. Then, everything changed back to normal, so I answered, "When?". He took a deep breath. "He said for me not to tell you. But he really cares for you and I had better not hurt you. That I may not see the light of day. Delena...the truth is that I would never hurt you. Never. Until the day I die...Delena..."

"I love you..."