The Heartache He Gives

Chapter 26

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"Aye,what the hell happened Friday, you didn't even call me back I was worried about you" opening up my locker, I turn my gaze towards Sarah, her eyes wide as she leans against the hundreds of years old wall

"I'm S-Sorry, I was fe-feeling drowsy after leaving th-the store and things s-seems to slip my m-mind when I'm in that st-state"

I wouldn't say I was lying but I was lying by omission, I was surely feeling drowsy but calling her definitely didn't slip my mind, matter of fact I was desirious to call her after leaving Damien's-well Austin's vehicle

"I tried to call you all weekend but never got a hold of you, then I went to your house Sunday morning but nobody was home" she analyzed me intently making it seem as if she's really not buying my lie, I start to fidget and find it was the best moment to place my things in the small space called my locker

"My phones been acting up lately so I'm not receiving any calls from anybody I'm note sure what's wrong with it and Cindy and I were out almost the whole day Sunday" I say, ok now here I'm telling nothing but the truth, my phone has been acting up the call I was receiving when I got home Friday was the last call I received for a whole 2 days I didn't find it out of the ordinary since I don't have much people to call me anyway

"What time did you arrive home Friday?" She asks, oh god she's still suspicious she probably knows that I'm granting her an almost white lie

"I don't kn-know, 10? 11 ma-maybe?" I really am not sure, the second I stepped into the house and positioned myself on the couch everything went blank, especially during the moment where I was-oh god, I dreamt of Damien touching me! I've been trying my hardest to get rid of that dream all weekend but the moment it comes back into mind I scold at myself

My cheeks instantly redden at the thoughts, the dream, the moment where his hands
were in-shut up Lilian!, Its quite astounding how I remember that dream and what happened afterwards but don't remember the time I got home or what events were held after letting Damien be that night , if it weren't for Cindy I'd probably be having back pain from that stern couch

I think back to how the moment I got up from that cushion and made a move to my room, I felt it, I felt the wetness and warmth between my legs the evidence of how much that dream really affected me not only torturing me in my dream but in reality too, it was as if it wanted to show me how wrong that whole thing was by leaving me a trace of what I was feeling throughout it

Though it was just in my head Damien made me feel thing, things I never thought I'd feel until marriage or a few more years down the road from now but no, my first actual pleasure was from a dream Damien was in making me feel jubilant, and I'd rather slap myself in the face as many times as I possibly can than admit that forbidden term to myself, or anyone else

A shiver runs down my spine as the images from that dream flashes in my mind and I quickly change the subject from both my head and the conversation being held

"An-Anyways enough about m-me, did those k-kids live to s-see daylight a-again" I tease as I slam my locker shut

"Barely, Lilian when I say I had the biggest urge to strangle them when I walked into my kitchen dear god!, I can not express how small that rope I was holding onto to restrain myself was"

"H-how old w-were they anyways?"

"14 and 12, you'd think the 14 year old was at least the smallest bit mature but she actually influenced the idea of prank calling almost everybody in my contacts while I was cleaning up their mess..spoiled brats" She mumbles, and I try, I really try to suppress the laugh that so badly wants to burst out but I couldn't, I failed miserably and abruptly let it out