A Reason For Broken Wings

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It has occurred to me that Damon has gotten the point that I don't want anything to do with him and now it's kind of killing me that he's not trying anymore. I don't know what my heart or my brain wants its like when I don't see him I want to and when I do I feel so much hate and I wish I never did see him. Right now I'm in my room jamming thinking about everything listing to "A reason for broken wings" by A Skylit Drive. It's kind of a screamo song the only one I like I don't have an interest for screamo music but this one reminds me of Damon and I.

"The battle is won

So close your eyes just dream

I'm not coming home

The battle is won

So close your eyes just...

Dream, of me, locked inside your mind I'll hide

Scream, my name, feel me breathe along your thighs

So close your eyes just dream

This is a reason for broken wings"

That part just gets me Every time I'd fall asleep to this song every night thinking of him, of his smile his laugh his touch just the way he made me feel so full of love..... Then I'd wake in the middle of the night and know I won't have that. And now I don't want it most the time...

I need to just be alone you know but, it's hard when Drake always wants to be around we have been talking since my birthday which was two weeks ago. He's kinda hooked on me I guess you could say. As we speak he's knocking on my door but I'm not going to answer it ill just say I'm on my flight to somewhere which is where I'm supposed to be out in LA with some famous assholes partying it down at some rave being the DJ but no I'm here depressed thinking about Damon. I swear he's fucking up everything I even had to do my work at home I'm DJing at home in my room because I don't want him coming to my work. Damon doesn't know where I live but I'm sure he could use his cops ways to find out so it's just a matter of time before he does. My phone starts vibrating Again I look at the caller ID it's Drake I let out a sigh before answering it,

"Hello? Hey, what's up? Oh no I'm not home. Yea my cars there but I'm not. Oh I'm scheduled to DJ at this rave in LA tonight so I won't be home for two days. Ill call you when I get back in town."

I hung up and plopped on my bed "Ugh What am I doing!?" I throw my vase at the wall in frustration. I look at the space where it was and a picture falls down so I get up to look at it. A tear falls as I see our baby in a sonogram picture at three months. I know I'm kidding myself by thinking I can keep us apart I know that with all my heart. I know I need to give him at least an inch in my life or ill just collapse in him at some point. I need to call him I know I need him as at least a friend and he needs me as one as well. Fuck it just be strong Vie. My thumb shakes as I dial his number slowly, I push send,

"Hello?"

My heart kick starts at the sound of his voice flashes of me calling him when we were younger flood my memory and I can't help but smile.

"Hello???"

He repeats again,

"It's me."

"Vie?"

"Yeah."

"I miss you Vie."

"Stop right there please Damon."

I take a deep breath,

"I know I can't stop the inevitable, and I know we both need each other some how so, we can be I guess....friends. Now I've changed Damon okay I have a sick sense of humor and my hate for you will show...... But you have to promise me something."

"Anything."

He sounded happy or hopeful,

"You can't show your feelings to me or say them, we are just friends that's it."

There is a moment of silence,

"Okay. Well can I come over?"

"Sure you can take me to dinner and your paying."

"What? Why do I have to pay? Your the one with the big bucks."

"Because your the man duh."

He laughs as do I, I keep getting flash backs of us being happy in high school,

"Okay send me your address and ill head over."

"Okay."

We hung up and I get ready quickly because I don't know where he lives either. I wait for 10 min and I hear a car pull up, well a big truck actually.

"Alright guys you picked the playlist for tonight so here it is commercial free. I'm in LA guys have fun."

I hear a knock on my door and I rush out quickly my heart beating so fast, I take a deep breath and open the door. I become breathless at the sight of him, black t shirt dark skinnies his dog chains around his neck hanging to his chest and black converse. I look at his face and he's scanning me as I was him, I'm wearing a red lace tight dress with black lace heals my legs look awesome and so do my Breast. I can't blame him for looking but I gotta tease him.

"You done eye raping me?"

He looks into my eyes and I can feel myself getting sucked into his. I lose my train of thought our foreheads are pushed together and my back is against the wall. His body is pressed against mines and our breath is heavy, how did we end up inside with the door shut? I want to kiss him I want to have him I shake my head and push him off. The passion is still there but, stronger than ever. Fuck. I put my hand to my head and scratch it we didn't kiss thank god but we were so close. We need to hurry up and get outside I open the door and say nothing as he walks out first. I lock my door quickly and we walk to the truck and of course I struggle to get in.

"You need to get a ladder for me if we are going to be doing this frequently."

He laughs god I've missed that beautiful sound he looks at me before starting the car.

"I'm sorry for what happened in there, I didn't mean to attack you like a lion."

I shutter from the rise of my want for him.

"It's okay. Lets just go eat now."

"Okay where we eating?"

"Surprise me?"

"Still a messy eater Vie?"

"Yeah?"

"Sounds great."

We both laugh, Damon and I are both very messy eaters so we can eat comfortably around each other.

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