fragile.

chapter 50

Last Chapter before the Epilogue!!!!!!

Chanel POV
"Da-Damon freaking Donovan?"
His black hair was blowing in the wind as his bright blue eyes settled on mine. He smirked and walked towards me in all his black leather jacket glory.
"Missed you too."
I smacked his face.
He winced and clenched his jaw . He adjusted his jaw and turned to me,
"Let me guess. Was that for Barcelona or Prague?"
"Both."
"Oh . Well your swings improved."
I smiled .
"Come here."
He broke out into a big, goofy grin and ran towards me. He scooped me into his big arms and spun me around. I giggled and said, "What the hell? Why are you here?"
He set me down and walked to the railing. I saw him looking across the beach.
"Would you believe if I told you I came back for you?"
"No."
he sighed, "Your never easy are you? Well truth be told , I got kicked out of my house because my sister decided I should leave."
I laughed, "I always liked Becca."
He smirked and held out his hand, "Wanna go for a walk?"
I gladly took his hand and we climbed down. We walked along the soft white sand. I recalled the last time I saw him....
//////////////////Flashback\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
We were in Prague and we were having the time of our lives,
"I think Im in love with you Chanel."
"...i love you too Damon."
He smiled and kissed me, I smiled into the kiss indulging in the moment .
He pulled away and said, "Come with me to Barcelona."
"Of course ."
....
We arrived in Barcelona and settled into the beach house. The sun was beginning to set and I felt arms wrap around my waist. His chin rested on my shoulder.
"We should rest."
I nodded and pulled him to the bed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. My eyes drifted into oblivion .
I woke up and didn't feel the warmth of his arm. I turned and felt paper cripple beneath me. I opened it and read
Dear Chanel,
Im sorry but i cannot stay with you.
I never loved you, I used you because Im wanted in Prague and needed to get out. my best wishes to you,
Damon
////////////////Flashback over\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
Chanel POV
I felt a tear fall and wiped before Damon could see.
"Thinking about the last time we were together I presume?"
I nodded.
He stopped me and turned me towards him, "I need to explain why I did what I did. Chanel I was wanted in Prague for several felonies I did when I was a teenager. I was in Prague when I was 15 because my parents had to travel. I started hanging with a local gang because I had no friends. We started breaking and entering then got into robbing stores and one time we all got some guns and robbed this one place and one if the guys shot the manager. We all got caught that night and I ran. My mom had to leave anyway so I moved on. I was never caught but sure as hell was close. I returned to Prague only to find I was still Wanted. Thats when I met you in that club. I was hoping you could get me out but I messed up and fell for you. It was one of the most real thing I ever felt. I never meant to hurt you. Everything I said to you, I meant. I said those things in the letter so you wouldn't look for me ever. You needed to forget me, but I always kept tabs on you. I knew when you fell for That Liam dude, when you went on tour, when you started dating that tool Sawyer, when you got in the crash, when you left, when you tried to kill yourself, when andrea "died", I was always there and knew everything. I was at the court hearing and I heard your testimony. I never stopped loving you."
I turned away.
"You put up these walls cause you're so afraid to love , to open yourself up . I wanted to apologize ."
"Well good." I said waiting,
"I said I wanted to.. But then I realized Im not sorry, Im not sorry. Im a bad person, I make bad choices that hurt you, And I cant even encompass all the reasons Im wrong for you."
We were standing apart right now and I chuckled, "Then Im not sorry, not sorry that I met you, I'm not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything about myself, and most of all Im not sorry that I'm in love with you. I love you Damon."
He turned and walked towards me . His hands twisted in my hair as our lips met. My arms were wrapped around his neck as I pulled away.