Flew

December 1983: Is it love?

For the past few months Damiano has visit me at the rehab every week. He has become a close friend of mine, my first best friend. It's nice to have someone that you can talk with that just understands and won't judge. My family hasn't visit me for a long time, they came here every week for like the first two months but since then I haven't seen them.

Ever day is the same for me. I wake up and then just sit in my room until I go to bed again. I go out during the different meals but don't really eat anything during them. Apparently I've lost a lot of weight but I just think I'm getting bigger. I haven't drink alcohol for almost 10 months now but the craving hasn't ended. Every time my grandmother comes up in my brain, which is at least one time every hour, I could do anything for just a drop. But a few days a week Damiano visit me and it makes it much easier to get through it.

My first impression of Damiano that night at the bar was that he was a typical bad guy, a fuck boy who doesn't care about your feelings. But after getting to know him I have recognized that he is nothing like that. Damiano is the most wonderful guy I have ever meet and he really is an genuine and kind human being. But I don't think that many people see that side of him. A few days ago he told me that people tend to escape from him as soon as he starts to talk to them, and yes I understand why. That night at the bar he actually scared me a little, but I was so drunk so I didn't cared. He is always standing really close to you when you talk and is staring right through your soul. But that's what I like about him, he is the first one to really listen to me and give me all of his attention when we talk.

Tomorrow will I finally be free! It feels like I have been in prison and apparently rehab feels the same, at least according to a girl I meet here that just came out of prison. My family isn't coming to pick me up, I actually think that they are a bit embarrassed about me. I mean I had alcohol problem and don't really have the best reputation in our town, but I don't care. Damiano promised to come and pick me up. He even offered me to live with him until I've talked to my parents, because living on my own won't work.

*the next day
"Welcome to the freedom!!" Damiano was standing in front of his car when I walked out from that horrible place.
"Thank you! Now let's get out of here, I don't want to see this place ever again."
He helped me get my bags in the tailgate to then open the door for me.
"You know that I'm not drunk right? I know how to open a door." I said irritated.
"No I will always open your door, no matter if your drunk or not, you are not opening the car door on your own!" He smirked at me.
I just laughed and put my seatbelt on.
"So I think we have to celebrate your freedom." He looked at me and started the engineer.
"Yeah why not, but how?"
"I have a place.." he said proudly to then drive away.

It was nice to be able to sit in the car without being drunk, now I could see all the small details. A small badge were hanging on the rearview mirror with the text "Måneskin".
"Måneskin is your band right!"
"Yeah it is."
"You don't talk that much about it, why? you guys were really good." I looked at him.
"Well I love my band, they are my best friends and yes we make amazing music. But I don't like to base my whole personality on that. A lot of earlier friends only wanted to be with me because of it and didn't even took the time to get to know me, and I really liked you so I didn't want you to just know me as that band guy."
"Damiano I don't care about you being in a band or not, if you wants to talk about måneskin do it, and if you don't then don't."
He just nodded in response.

"We're here!" He stopped the car and a big smile appeared in his face."
"Were are we?" It was just forest and more forest.
"Come on I will show you!" He jumped out of the car and rushed to the other side so he could open the door before I got the chance to.
He took my hand and led me about 100 meters through the dense forest too a big stone. He helped me up and I don't think I has ever seen such a beautiful view before. You could see the whole town and even the bigger city many kilometers away, and just down the stone was an small and peaceful lake.
"It's beautiful isn't it?!" His voice was calm.
"Yeah it's like nothing I have ever seen before." I was in shock it was so beautiful.
"Yeah it really is beautiful, and the view is nice too."
I looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"The view is nice but I'm standing beside something more beautiful." He took a step closer to me, and I could feel his breath again.
I blushed. The he put his hands on my chin and kissed me. My first kiss...

*3 month's later
"Laura please eat, you can't continue doing this, you will not make it any longer."
It hurts hearing those words coming out of his mouth with that much pain.

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- N.K
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