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Damien's POV

It's been two weeks since I have last talked to Devoni. I hadn't been able to make time for her because I decided to get involved and join sports. I felt bad and I meant to go visit her but I never really had the time.

When she called me that one day after school I got scared, I thought she got hurt or something but my phone was being stupid and I couldn't hear her clearly.

Jordan was being clingy and she would stay after practice. She had friends there so she had an excuse to be there but she would constantly bother me. Then when she kissed me in the hallway I knew something was up.

She was doing all of this on purpose, but why? I tried looking for Devoni on her class but I ended up running into Jordan again. Seriously does she not know what it means to leave someone alone.

I was ready to snap at her but I learned at a young age to never disrespect a woman, whether she deserved it or not it was not right.

Now that I was at school again, I made sure to be careful where I walked so I wouldn't have to deal with Jordan. I checked the usual places Dev would be at, her locker, in all of her classes. I even sat at lunch alone under the tree she usually would be at but nothing.

She was literally nowhere to be found. I found out she went to some party over the week and Dimitri happened to be there. I was a little ticked off that she would go to a party without me. He told me nothing happened and that they just talked.

I was driving home when I decided to take a detour and go check up on her at home.

When I got there, it looked like no one was home. I tried knocking on the door but nothing happened, nobody answered. I was disappointed to the least.

I trudge to my car and slam the door shut.

'Where is she? How could she disappear?'

6 months later

Devoni's POV

It's been six months. Six months that I have been locked up in this horrible room. Six month that I have not seen the outside.

I felt awful, you would think that I would have been used to it but no. I only felt worse. David and my dad still took turns sleeping over so I wouldn't be alone at night.

I started feeling some sort of pain in my stomach late at night. The doctors said they didn't know what it was. They had no cure. I was scared and tired, never in my whole life have I ever felt worse. The other times felt like nothing compared to now.

My family still came over to visit me, they made sure that I was comfortable and never left me out of their prayers.

I had completely lost all my hair only two months of being here. I was happy that Holly had convinced me to dye it before it was too late. She did it blue, just like hers. I remember the day like if it were just yesterday.

I had looked at it with adoration, not caring if it was killing the hair I soon wouldn't have. It was a simple gesture she did but it meant so much more to me.

Holly and the boys would still visit me, sometimes they even brought a movie and we would have a movie night together.

I had many good moments but at the end of the day I would remember what I was going through and I would break down.

I resulted to crying myself to sleep silently every night. Silent because I didn't want to wake up my brother or my dad. Silent because I was to weak to do it out loud.