Amor Vincit Omnia

✝Chapter 25 - My Fault

''I told you, I would hurt him!'' Damon shouted pointing the gun at Phil's face.

''Damon, please don't do this!'' I sobbed.

''Shut up! And you, huh, what do you have to say, Phil?''

''Let her go, I'm the one you want.'' Phil demanded.

''Not going to happen! Say goodbye Phil!'' Damon laughed as he pulled the trigger with a sick twisted smile on his face.

Bang!

He was dead.

I shot up straight in bed and noticed I was covered in sweat, breathing heavily. I looked around me, trying to get a glimpse of where I was. Thank God, I was in Phil's bedroom. That terrible nightmare, flashed horrible images in my mind. How was I going to sleep after that, I thought.

 

I felt Phil shift beside me. ''Are you okay?'' He asked, his voice hoarse.

''I'm fine, just a silly dream.'' I rubbed sleep from my eyes.

''What about?'' He asked as he soothed my hair out of my face.

''Us, Damon.'' I sighed making him chuckle. ''What's so funny?''

''You said us.'' He grinned, making me smile as well.

''Oh shut up.'' I said as I playfully slapped his chest.

He climbed on top of me and planted a soft kiss onto my lips. ''Nothing is going to happen, I promise.''

Out of nowhere, I wasn't feeling very well. I untangled myself from his grasp and ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. I opened the toilet seat and started to throw up. Phil came rushing after me and he lifted my hair up, rubbing my back, calming me down.

''Do you need me to call the doctor?'' He asked.

I shook my head no.

''Did you eat something?'' He asked, still holding my hair as I continued to throw up.

''No.'' I whispered.

''Why didn't you say so?'' He asked. ''Here, get up.'' He said, lifting me up, noticing I was done throwing up. ''I'll go fix you something.'' He smiled.

I nodded my head gently and turned around to look in the mirror. I was paler than usual, and looked more plump. My breasts were heavy, and I've been having a huge craving for pancakes and sweet food lately.

I brushed my teeth and went to my room to change clothes.

As I was putting on some jeans, I noticed my phone vibrated. I made my way to the phone and saw that I received a text message from Damon.

'I'm sorry about what I did. I know I was wrong. I hope you'll forgive me...This is goodbye, I'm leaving town for a while. I'm sorry.''

I was so confused. He was sorry?

Then it hit me...I still had some precious things at his house. This was the perfect moment to get them back.

''Hey Phil?'' I asked, making my way to the kitchen.

''Yeah?'' He asked turning around.

''I'm going to grab my things from Damon's place.'' I whispered slowly. ''He's not at home and I need some clothes.''

''Alright, I'll come with you.'' He replied.