Damon's POV.
I pushed past mother and father and ran to my room slamming the door hard that it broke of its hinges.
I marched round knocking things from shelves and tables and kicking the bed i landed on it in a huff.
"Bet that hurt." Rayne said.
I looked up to see Rayne leaning casually on the remnants of the door frame.
I sighed and looked back down.
He was right, everything hurt without Lily.
"We can get over it." He stated. I ground my teeth together and fought the urge to attack him.
"I. Don't. Want. To." I hissed rolling over so i was facing him sitting upright.
"Well, then, why dint we go get her?"
I almost laughed.
Almost.
"Your serious, how the hell could we possibly get down there?" I retorted glimpsing hope.
"The 3rd floor..."