When We're Together (Damon Albarn)

Chapter Sixteen

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I just couldn't leave you hanging for that long! This is quite short, but I think it gives an idea as to where the story is heading? Though who knows what might change!

Thank you for all the love on the previous chapter, every comment and vote is honestly SO appreciated and I get so excited whenever there's a comment as I love reading what you have to say!

I also LOVE reading your theories on what has/is going to happen, so if you have any then do please let me know! I literally feel like Eliza is a real person who is actually with Damon, I get far too invested😂

Tuesday 5th December 2006

"Morning sleepyhead" I smiled at Graham, mumbling a response as I took a seat opposite him at the breakfast bar.

"I tried to keep Pepper quiet so she didn't wake you up" He told me, laughing gently as he placed a cup of coffee and a plate of toast in front of me.

"Thank you Gra" I smiled up at him as I took a sip of my drink "How is Pepper? I bet she's gotten so big"

"Yeah she's good, she's really good actually, she's growing into such a little character" He gushed, a smile taking over his face as he spoke. I couldn't help my own smile from growing, he truly was an amazing father "Have you spoken to Damon?"

I sighed loudly, shaking my head at his words. I hadn't even looked at my phone, it was still on the bedside table where Graham had left it last night.

"I don't even know what to say to him" I sighed, closing my eyes as I shook my head "I've always told him that he gets one chance and that's it, but now I'm not too sure I want to stand by that"

I took a deep breath as I tried to control my breathing which was starting to grow shaky. I always told myself that if he ever cheated on me, I'd be straight out the door. But now, I wasn't too sure on that idea.

"I can't, I can't imagine a life without him in it" I told him quietly, my voice cracking and as a few stray tears started to fall from my eyes.

"If you stay with him, are you going to be able to trust him?" Graham asked me gently, a sympathetic smile on his face as he spoke "He's away a lot Lyla and will you be constantly worried about it?"

"I don't know Gra, I really don't know" I whispered, shaking my head again as I took a deep breath "I think I'm going to take the kids to Devon for the rest of the week"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I want to give him space away from all of us so he can really think about what he wants" I closed my eyes as I nodded my head "But he was just so, so nasty yesterday"

I let a fresh flood of tears roll down my cheeks as I remembered yesterday afternoon and all of the hurtful words he'd thrown at me. It was just so out of character for him, perhaps I just hadn't realised how big of a deal having another child was to him.

"I know and he was completely and utterly wrong for speaking to you like that, but I don't think he meant any of it, he really loves you Lyla. I might not have spoken to him for a while now, but I know how much you mean to him and feelings like that don't change"

I was relieved to see that there were no longer any cameras outside of our front door, but that didn't make re-entering the house any less daunting. I knew that Damon had things scheduled today but I also knew that he was incredibly likely to have cancelled them so that he can mope around the house.

I took a deep breath before letting myself in, the familiar warmth enveloping me as I stepped in. All of the kids school shoes and bags were gone, so at least he'd manage to get them all to school.

"Eliza, is that you darling?" I heard him shout down, I felt frozen to the spot as I heard him running down the stairs. I really didn't know what to say to him.

"I'm so sorry love, I'm really so-" He burst out once his eyes had fallen upon me. I shook my head as I held my hand up to get him to stop.

"I don't wanna hear it Dames" I told him sharply, a big part of me unaware of where this sudden surge of confidence had come from "I've come to pack myself and the kids a bag, we're going to Devon for the rest of the week"

"I'll come, we can all get away from everything and-" I shook my head, cutting him off once again.

"No Damon, you've got a fucking big decision to make" I swallowed the lump in my throat, every part of me was determined not to cry "If you want a fourth child then we're getting a divorce, I don't want you pining after something I'm not willing to give to you" I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath before continuing "Or you become at peace with the idea of not having any more children and we can stay together but my fucking god have you got a lot of work to do"

He nodded his head eagerly, a few tears falling out of his eyes. I let myself look at him properly and I had to stop myself from running over and giving him a hug. I could tell that he'd had an awful night, he looked completely shattered and just broken. I had to remind myself that he was in the wrong here, and not me.

"We've almost been married for ten fucking years and you've very nearly blown all of that Damon" I told him, he nodded as head as more tears fell out of his eyes "If we do stay together  you've got so much to fucking do. It's taken me ten years to completely trust you, not have to worry when you're away on tour or worry about the pretty interviewers but you've now gone and thrown all of that down the fucking drain"

He nodded his head helplessly, I could tell that he was absolutely desperate to agree with everything I was saying.

"And if you ever, if you ever fucking speak to me again the same way you did yesterday then I'll be gone for good" I snapped at him, taking a deep breath before letting my eyes glare over at him "And that is a fucking promise"

He opened his mouth quickly but I got there before him. I wasn't finished just yet.

"I know my worth Damon and the way you treated me and made me feel yesterday was far fucking from it" I chewed on my bottom lip, toying with the idea of what I was about to say next

"And because I value what little our marriage clearly means to you, I'm going to be honest with you. Do you know what that means? Not keeping secrets, not hiding things from you because you're meant to be my fucking husband" I took a deep breath, already regretting having started this, but I knew it was too late to back down

"I almost, very nearly kissed Liam Gallagher last night, I saw him in the bar and I was absolutely fucked. But do you know what? I stopped myself, I remembered the husband and children I have at home and I stopped myself from doing anything that would potentially jeopardise that, maybe that's something for you to think about next time a pretty girl gives you her number"

I could see the anger flash behind his eyes as I mentioned Liam, but I also knew that he wasn't silly enough to do anything right now.

"Let me come with you, it's you Lyla, it's always you darling, I don't need time to make a decision"

"We're going away without you, you need time to really think if that's what you want, without any distractions" I let a small smirk come over my lips

"So the balls in your court, it's me or another child"