Save Room For Us (18+)

Chapter 13: That Cold Feeling

Chapter 13: That Cold Feeling
Nevaeh

Liar. He was such a fucking liar. That is what I wanted to tell myself. I felt so stupid for believing whatever came out of his mouth those years ago. I was hoping they were just lies. Lies that I could forgive. Those words he said to me and to Natalie kept playing in my head like an endless loop.

Her being back here reminds me how much I don't want her.

She's just a stain I want to erase.

Natalie called me while she was talking to Damon. I guess she wanted him to confess whatever he felt for me and have me hear for it myself. I wasn't going to care about it, but those words hit me like a train. It somehow woke me up from a dream strung together by memories.

Whatever I felt for Damon was now gone. Obliterated.

That's how my mind wanted to operate, but my heart  still wanted to hold on. Parts of me believed those final words were his true feelings, and other parts believed that he was using them to hide. But I was done playing hide and seek.

I clenched onto the handle of my mug, taking a sip of my hot chocolate. The warm beverage still didn't warm that cold feeling in my stomach.

"Forget that jerk! As they say, small brain equals small dick," Natalie said as she looked through the categories on Netflix.

"No one has ever said that," Emily said while Emma laughed.

"Is that true, Nevaeh?" Marisol chimed in.

I shrugged my shoulders, "How would I know?"

"You never had sex with Damon?" Marisol exclaimed.

"Better that way, who knows the last time he got tested," Natalie grumbled.

The most Damon and I ever did was make out, but that alone made me want to extend to more than just kissing. I didn't know how I would be able to handle having sex with him. But that doesn't mean it never crossed my mind.

To be honest, if I did have sex with him, I don't know I could handle the heartbreak, because he would have been my everything.

After Damon, I had a few relationships and hook-ups at my time in Julliard. So I wouldn't say I was inexperienced. I just lacked some experience in the Damon department when it came to stuff like that.

A smirk creeped onto Marisol face, and I knew there was something sinister or inappropriate she had in her mind. "If you do want to know, Damon's dick is very big."

We all looked at her eyes widened and mouths dropped. I may have sucked in some air at the bomb Marisol just dropped. Natalie slapped the pillow onto that couch in front her before snapping her neck back at Marisol, who was looking at her perfectly manicured fingers, not realizing the chaos she was about to cause. "What did you just say, Mare? You and Damon? Fucking? When?" Natalie hissed.

She hummed, looking up, as she was thinking back to the date this occurred, "It was two weeks after Nevaeh left," she replied nonchalantly.

Natalie turned to me, still in utmost disbelief. "Fanm sa fou? Hey hey, m' tande tout bagay." This woman is crazy? I heard it all, she basically said.

Emily and Emma looked between Natalie, Marisol, and me. Natalie was about to lung to Marisol but Emily caught her time. "Mare, I will kill you."

Marisol tried held in her laughter but obviously couldn't. She clapped her hands, making me wonder what her deal was today. Marisol Santos was very sexually-free but to break girl-code and laugh about it was vicious. "I'm kidding," she added. "I just wanted to see how you guys react. It was funny." She continued laughing but her laugh got cut short when Natalie threw the pillow she was hold to Marisol's face.