Desolation // h.s (Book 2 of The Redemption Series)

Chapter Thirty One

 

Songs of the chapter:

. Degausser - Brand New

. Millstone - Brand New

. Angels Fall - Breaking Benjamin

. I Will Not Bow - Breaking Benjamin

Jade's POV

In the days that followed Harry's departure I did what I normally did whenever I had to deal with the pain of heartbreak, I laid in my room in solitude. I didn't want to see anyone. I went days without eating because I really did not have any appetite. All though my stomach growled almost constantly, I just didn't believe that if I had ate that I would be able to keep it in my stomach.

During the second week Emily came home crying. She had came running though the house and directly to my room. "Jade." She said as she stifled back a sob. "Damian was in an accident." Without another word Emily ran across my room and into my arms. Damian had be riding on his motorcycle and a car crashed into him.

In the midst of Damian's pain, Emily and I decided to change our cell phone numbers. We didn't need any extra drama. We didn't need unwanted people pestering us, we needed to only focus on Damian.

Emily quickly took a break from school. She had told her teachers that there had been a family emergency and she needed a few weeks to take care of it, to our surprise, they believed it. Emily spent most of her day at the hospital every day, she'd come home when visiting hours were over.

By the third week there had been a small change in Damian's health, for the better. He was able to talk better, his wounds were healing slowly but he was getting better and that was all that mattered. Everything was going well until Emily came home one evening and asked me to join her in the living room.

When I walked into the living room, to my surprise, Liam was sitting on my couch. "Jade, we need to talk." He said softly and I nodded my head before sitting down beside him. "It's about Harry and Jamie."

"What happened?" I asked. I had felt like something was going on and that was why Harry had left.

"Harry and Jamie, they..Well...they Hooked up whilst you all were in the UK for Lance's funeral." Liam explained and my heart dropped to the floor.

In all my time that I had been with Harry, never once had I ever cheated on him. I would only get with other people when our relationship had ended, which occurred a lot if I must be honest. After Liam had told me that, it was the final straw between Harry and I.

I knew that if he came and apologized, I would forgive him. But never would I forgive him easily. I had put all my trust into him only for it to be shattered and those shards thrown back at me. I truly hoped that Harry would stay in the UK and that I would never have to see him again.

Once again, I fell into a mess of emotions. I was angry, sad, confused, and I was feeling quite insecure. I mean, I had always had that idea in my head that I wasn't good enough for anyone. Harry had put that thought back into my head but I had two questions that bothered me the most. Why had he done it? When had he done it, we were almost always together.

Liam told me that him and Jamie had split. It was for the better since she had already been having an affair. He said that Jamie had told him that there was a fifty-fifty chance that Lance wasn't even his child and that was when he told her that it was over.

At the end of the third week Emily decided to drag me out of the house and to a bar. I wasn't in a good mood to deal with an entire lot of people that I didn't know. Luckily that evening Emily decided to help me dress up and with the way that it turned out, I felt ten times better than I had in weeks.

A hour into the trip to the bar, I had already had more than a few drinks when a guy sat down beside me. I looked over at him and looked directly into the most beautiful brown eyes that I had ever seen. His eyes were of a dark brown shade, they reminded me of the color of chestnuts. "Hi." He said before flashing a small smile.

"Hi." I replied.

"The name's Dylan. May I buy you a drink?"

"I-I'm Juliet, and of course." I stuttered.

"What would you like?"

"A shot of Jack Daniels."

"A Jack girl, huh?" He laughed.

"Definitely."

"I'm a Jack man, myself." He replied as he took his wallet out of his right back pocket. I watched as he brought out two five dollar bills and sat them down on the counter. "Bartender!"

I had never expected myself to bounce back so easily from Harry. I didn't even believe that it would be possible. My heart was surly screaming "No" at me but my brain was there repeating over and over that it was fine to move on because surly Harry had.

That night was one of the best nights that I had in a while. I was almost always smiling or laughing. Dylan was so carefree. He seemed like it was his goal in life to make someone smile. And by the end of the night we exchanged numbers and well, it was the beginning of getting over Harry, yet again for what seemed like the millionth time since I had met him in that tiny bakery in Cheshire.

A/N: Chapter dedicated to: awkward_taco99 for giving the suggestion of Dylan! Thank you, doll!

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