In His Eyes

Chapter Sixteen

V E R O N I C A

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The reason I was woken up was my quiet alarm on my phone which I set with a melody low enough to wake me and only me, leaving the girls asleep. I glanced at the time, it read 4:50 am. I had ten minutes to get ready.

I set the timer very early for a purpose- to catch the beach empty and to fully enjoy it. I looked at the balcony windows and saw that the sun had just risen up.

Perfect.

Today, as expected, I will wake Damon up and we will go for a morning swim. So, here I am getting ready to officially start the last day of the trip.

I got ready as soon as I could and left my phone on the nightstand, quietly leaving our room thus making my way towards his. When I arrived, I spent a minute looking at the doorknob and gathering the courage to open it.

I took a deep breath and opened the door, the first thing I saw was white from the morning sun and when my sight adapted, I saw three beds, one of them being empty and unmade. I just have to figure out which one of them is Damon, I tiptoed to the closest bed and spotted Blake's messy hair. I put my backpack on the ground in frustration.

Not the one.

I bypassed the bed and went to the other one to check if that's him but when I removed the covers from the person's face I was met with Stephen's peaceful sleeping face.

Where the fridge is this guy?

I turned around as a reflex to see if he's behind me planning some joke but when I turned, I was welcomed with the view of a black figure. My worst fucking nightmare.

I ain't afraid this time you peace of shit.

And I did the first thing that came into my mind.

I ran towards it.

I immediately hit the sensitive spot on the back of the person's knee and caused him to kneel down so I can encircle my arm around his neck. The second I did that I grabbed my biceps on my other arm so it's more difficult to escape.

The exact moment I completed my move I felt myself being thrown over to the front side, only without making contact with the ground.

What the heck just happened?

I turned my head sideways and found Damon's eyes, I was in his embrace. How did he pull that move?

He blinks slowly. "Did you just choke me?"

"What the fuck? I was supposed to wake you up." I say, frustrated at him for scaring the shit out of me.

He puts both hands on my head, hugging my face. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I tried my best to prevent you from falling." He lowers his eyes to my arms, probably searching for some forming bruises. He returned his gaze to me when he clearly didn't find any.

I gaze at his parted lips and watch as they make slight movement every time he takes a deep breath. "I'm not that fragile, Damon."

I watch the words leave his mouth. "Still, I have to make sure." He says.

"Are you hurt?" I ask, looking at his neck like some sort of vampire.