It's Just Pretend ✔️

Chapter 39

Taking a few of my pills, I chug a glass of water after. Cringing back in disgust at the taste. Things were starting to go well again. My vision was pretty much cleared. They said I would probably have a week before I am completely in the clear.

The headaches are awful it's like one splitting migraine to the next, but the medicine seems to help a lot. I've learned that I nod way too much and it causes me to have a headache. Those, in general, are supposed to go away in a month or two they slowly will get better or something.

I lean over and pet the cat between my legs before suddenly standing at a loud noise. I relax when I realize it's a phone. Going to it, I know it's Damien's, but pick it up anyways as a habit.

The contact shows Work and I grab it before walking towards the hall. "Damien!" I call out for him, knowing he didn't get along with the owner. "Damien!?" I continue yelling bringing a hand to my temple.

I look around confused and the phone goes silent as I hurry to the living room and peak out the front door. His car is still here. Maybe he fell back asleep? Returning to the hallway I go into my room this time and sigh when I hear the shower on.

Peaking my head into the room, just as the phone starts to ring again. "Works calling," I tell him and the phone seemed to startle him more as he flinched and whipped around. "Got it- jeez you gave me a heart attack" he huffs. "I've worked every day this month- except two! What could they possibly need on my day off" he grumbles probably not knowing I'm still there.

I take the phone with me to my bed and sit down waiting. Do they want him to go to work today? They are overworking him way too much. I glare at the phone as it goes silent again.

Damien comes running out of the bathroom his hair wrapped up and and a pair of shorts on. He comes over and quickly picks up the phone redialing the number as he plops down onto the bed.

I give him a worried look, but he doesn't see it and continues to tap his leg. Moving over, I go behind the man wrapping my legs and arms around him. "Darling I've got to take this call," he tells me, ready for them to answer.

"Does that mean I have to leave?" I ask and he puts his head down before nodding. I give him a small smile and he turns to kiss my cheek. "I'm sorry, I'll be out in a minute" he rubs my cheek and I hop off of the bed.

"Damien Royce!" The man shouts and I'm actually astonished by how loud he was because the phone was definitely not on speaker. I hurry out of the room, not wanting to hear the conversation because Damien would become awkward around me.

I closed the door and went toward the living room searching for my cat. He came and found me rubbing against my leg. "Hey bud- am I allowed to hang out with you?" I ask and he stretches in front of me before walking towards the kitchen.

I follow having nothing better to do. He stops in front of his bowls and I hit my shoulder instead of my head cursing at myself for forgetting again. "Maybe I do have brain damage, or maybe I'm just a bad parent," I tell myself. Refilling his water first and then his food the cat hurries over to and I smile watching him eat.

I slowly turn away weirded out with myself for just smiling at a cat eating. I've officially lost it. I'm taking Rajah and moving to Alaska, actually no I'll drop Rajah off with dad and say my last goodbyes before going to live in Antarctica. I'll go die with the penguins.

I lean against the counter trying to think through my plan. Would a plane make it there? I doubt it maybe I can highjack my jet and just crash. It could be like the Titanic but air style... and I'm alone.

"I'm bored" I huff laying my head onto the cool counter. "I'm all alone and I just want the day to be over with... no I don't because Damien isn't spending the night which means I'll be even more alone" I sing the words with a very nonexistent rhythm.

I get meowed at which probably means shut up, so I do and just trudge over to the fridge. I can't even do anything- I can't work out can't watch Tv. I mean I could watch a little but I'm saving it. What if Damien wants to watch a movie. I could nap. Then I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Maybe I'll just shower... in the guest bathroom. Okay, you walked over here for a reason. I open the fridge looking into it. I'm not hungry. I didn't come over here for a reason. I'm lying to myself.

Is he done with his phone call yet? I look around the kitchen wall hoping he'll be making his way over but he's not. Going back to shut the fridge I make my way over to the couch now, grabbing Rajah's feather toy from the counter.

He heard the bell jingle as I moved it and dashed over. I sat down pulling a blanket off the back, covering my shoulders. Lifting the toy he jumps and misses before frantically jumping again. I whip it around attempting to play keep away but the damn cat was too fast.

I did this for a few minutes before he decided he was too good for me and walked off. I just sat there before finally throwing the toy onto the coffee table. "You're just going to leave me alone like that- my own son" I cry slouching back against the couch.

It was silent and I just sat there waiting until finally the door to my room open. I immediately perked up, we could finally hang out! Maybe we could go somewhere? He's so stressed out with work maybe it'll make his day.

I turn around on the couch and wait for him until finally, he comes out of the hall. His serious face was on as he rushed to the door, now fully clothed. "Damien?" I call for him and he freezes before turning to look at me.

"I didn't think you were out here," he tells me and I cock my head to the side. "So you were just going to leave without saying goodbye?" I chuckle a little irritated. He looks off with a sad expression. I slightly nod, getting my answer.

"Did they call you in today?" I continue questioning and he nods. "Oh- okay. So am I allowed to come and tell you bye or do you want me to just go in the other room?" I ask with a hint of attitude, I was kind of pissed off at the moment.

"Darling" he groans but walks over to me. He sits on the couch next to me, setting down his things. "I love you, Zach, I love you so much. I'm so sorry I have to go now, I assumed you would get more upset if I came and told you I was leaving for work. You'd get mad at my boss and all that stuff" he explains running his hand up and down my arm.

"I'm going to go now, and I'm pretty sure I have to work tonight but let's say I get out at midnight- will it be okay if I come cuddle up in bed with you?" He asks and I nod, quickly stopping myself. "I'd like that," I say instead and he smiles.

"I'll hopefully see you later then" he whispers giving me a small and sweet kiss. "Okay- I love you," I tell him and he nods. "I love you too" he answers before standing again.

I watch him got to the door. Damien looks back at me giving me a small smile. As soon as the door closes I stand and walk back to my bedroom, going for the shower.

"I need to force myself to stay up till midnight- that's easy. Okay, but now that I want to stay up I'm not going to be able to" I grumble, turning the shower on.

It blasts warm water from different angles and I start to strip. He just didn't want me to get upset at his boss, it makes sense. I definitely would, I'm that type of person. I fucking hate his boss, and I've never met the dude. That's the only reason.

Stepping into the shower I lightly brush my hands over my head. Life is stressful. I wonder if Jadyn and Mylo are doing well- I'm supposed to start filming again soon.

Watch me screw that up too.

"Is it midnight yet"