Tired Of Midnight Blue

Chapter Three: Flashbacks

George

Oh my boy. My baby boy Dhani. How could I do this? I knew about her. He told me about her. My eyes felt like I had two jellyfish stuck on them. I was still on the floor but now I was lying on the carpet. I think it's almost morning but I'm not sure. I actually really didn't care. I should've gone after him. But I can't move. Then a flash back of young Dhani came to me. I had taken him to his first concert, it wasn't much it was a local band in London but he was really excited. I remember I let him hold a beer just to look cool. His eyes gleamed, his eyes; my eyes.

"Dad"

"yeah son?"

"I love you dad... you're the coolest dad ever"

I started to bawl at the memory and got up. Aching I grabbed my coat and left that bloody awful room.

Camila

Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Ugh. I'm such a bloody idiot! Ugh.

I strapped my seatbelt on and decided I should just go home and disappear out of their lives forever. I shouldn't even bother to apologize, it would just make me look desperate. I should just let them work it out. But what if they don't? Oh god I can't let that happen. What about Dhani? Where did he go? Shit I didn't even take into consideration that he left and may never come back. My heart ached. Then without hesitation I turned the key in the ignition and as the car came to life the radio started to play this song. I've heard this song before and I was trying really hard to remember. It was prom and Dhani was my date because we agreed how completely ridiculous it would be to take someone we wouldn't feel comfortable with and have that awful task to lay or get laid. So we did it. We lost our virginity to each other. Just to get it over with. How could I forget! This was the song that was playing in that old abandoned barn. We found it that night and that's where it happened. Not because it was poetic or romantic. It was far from that but merely because we were drunk and horny.

"This place." He looked around and chuckled.

"This place?" I asked as I was laughing drunk out of my mind and taking my clothes off.

"This is the kind of place I would use as an escape."

"what do you mean arse face?" I asked throwing my bra at his face.

"Like if I ever had to leave home or something, I think I would come here."

Recollecting the memory I stepped on the gas and speeded away.