Fuck You

Chapter 5

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Emilia
"Thanks Eddie," I pulled him in for a hug.

He nodded, "Call me if anything happens alright?" he stared down at me.

I nodded, looking up at him.

He let out a laugh. "You're so cute," he said as pulled me into him again, burying my head in his chest.

I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his torso. "I love you," I said.

"I love you too. See you later," he said as he pulled away.

I let out a sigh and walked to the front door of my house. I closed the door behind me, locking it once I stepped into the house.

"I know, I know. I'm trying, I promise." I heard Damon say from the kitchen.

"I have to go, my girlfriend is home," he spoke to whoever it was on the phone.

I honestly had nothing to say to him. If he wasn't going to apologize and admit he was wrong, then I wasn't going to push for it. I didn't have the energy to argue. I saw him coming out of the kitchen as I made my way over to the stairs.

"Hey babe," I heard him say.

I stepped on the stairs and began making my way up, ignoring him. I heard him follow behind me. "Oh come on. You're still upset with me?"

I continue to ignore him as he followed me into our bedroom. "Look, I'm sorry. I was drunk. It won't happen again, I promise. No women on my lap, or being too close to me." He finally apologized.

I nodded, not saying anything else. I saw him out of the corner of my eye come over to where I was standing, which was at the foot of our bed. I was taking the clothes out of the duffel bag, which wasn't much.

He placed his hands on my hips, turning me to face him. He smiled down at me and pecked my lips, "Okay? I'm sorry babe," he said again.

I nodded, "Okay. Just don't let it happen again."

He nodded, "Of course not, I love you." He pecked my forehead.

I slipped from his hold and took my clothes off until I was in my underwear. I walked over to the bathroom, Damon trailing behind me. "You want to go to that restaurant I promised you?"

I shook my head. "No. I wanted to go yesterday for a reason. I have plans with Emory tonight," I answered as I turned the shower on.

"Well we could go after you shower," he offered. I knew he was feeling guilty. From the tone of his voice and he's trying to make up for yesterday.

"No. I'm showering then I'm headed to my dad's," I answered.

He nodded as he leaned against the bathroom door.

I unclipped my bra and slipped out of my panties and got in the shower. "Well we could go next Saturday okay?" I heard him over the running water.

He definitely was feeling bad for canceling on me multiple times. Any other time he would've just forgot it and stopped trying. "It's fine, Damon. You have work, I'm not upset at you for that. Yeah I'm disappointed we haven't been spending that much time together, but it is what it is."

"Yeah.." I heard him mumble and the bathroom door shut. I let out a sigh as I was finally able to enjoy my shower alone.

After my shower, I got dressed in an oversized sweater. It was one of Damon's that had the letters 'BEMA' on it. It was one of Damon's company sweaters. It stands for Belle Elite Modeling Agency.