MARRIED TO MY BEST FRIEND

~DELILAH

Some say love is beautiful, but I say, there's more to it. I think love is anger, sacrifice, it's grief, it's fear, it's hope, and above all, it's the truth in the world of lies.

My name is Delilah Finn. My close pals just call me Delilah. I am a twenty-six-year-old woman swimming in the tale of what I call love. My journey through it has been nothing but overwhelming and at that time of the night, I sat on my favorite chair in my bedroom and wrote down my feelings in the form of a song. Soon, I paused and looked up at my clock, I saw that it had just clocked 10 pm. Taking a deep breath, I thought it would be cool to pause as I was going to have a long day the next day, so I dropped the pen and stood up to leave when suddenly, I heard my phone beeping.

"Who could be calling at this time of the night?" I spoke up, my voice only sounding in whispers.

Looking at the screen, it was my aunt.

"Oh Gosh!" I exclaimed and picked it up or she wouldn't stop calling.

"Hi, aunt!" I said quietly.

"What took you so long to pick up your phone? I have been calling you Delilah. Is everything okay?" Aunt Sia's voice came through. She sounded so worried.

"Aunt. I have just been busy plus you just called right now." I replied, rolling my eyes.

"yes actually." her voice calming down. "Your family won't stop bothering me. They said you aren't picking up their calls."

"They wouldn't stop talking about marriage either," I replied.

"But don't you ever plan to get married?..." she asked.

I took the phone out of my ear and looked at the screen, suddenly having the urge to end the call as I listened to her.

"Delilah you are twenty-six already. What's stopping him from popping the question?  Your family needs you married. Your parents want kids. I want a grand niece and nephew. Don't tell me you are only thinking about yourself." she continued.

"How about we talk about this tomorrow?" I then requested.

"No problem. But please I would love it if you could have a positive answer by then," she said to me and I rolled my eyes.

Positive answer by tomorrow? Were they expecting me to go propose to a man? Lol!

Dropping the call, I could feel the family's pressure weighing me down. I guess it's time I do something about this though. Picking up the phone again, I tried calling Ajay. It rang for some time but he didn't pick up.

I wasn't surprised. He hardly ever sees my call. I then dropped my phone on the table and stood up.

I walked into my sitting room, picked up my car keys from my glass-made center table, and walked out of the house.

On getting downstairs and in my garage, I got into my black Highlander and drove out of my house.