forty-four: she's back.

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"What?" I mumble through the phone.

I'm currently sitting on the couch in my basement drinking my life away. My father is on a trip with Elle's dad and my mother is in Spain, so I'm basically home alone.

"Damian, where the hell are you?" Mateo asks.

"I'm... I'm in the base- basement," I chuckle to myself looking at the scotch that is in my glass.

"We're on our way, stay there." Mateo says before hanging up the phone.

I've been here for two hours and they didn't even think of coming to my place to check to see if I'm here? They called me like 50 times these past two hours, unless they ended up talking to Elle about what happened.

You know what? They were probably to busy with their girlfriends and shit to worry about their brother. Then again, I would've wanted to be with Elle right now if I could.

Fuck.

I chug the scotch from my glass, then I began to stare the bottle that is half empty. I grab the bottle and begin to pour some in my glass.

I pick up the glass and begin to stare at it. I start to hear footsteps coming from the floor above but I continue to sit on the couch looking at my glass.

"Brother," Gabriel calls out running down the stairs but stopping right in front of the television.

The guys follow his actions, not coming any closer to me. They all look around the room before looking back at me. Broke glass and files of paper scatter the area around me. And when they look at me, they see bloody knuckles and red bloodshot eyes staring at a glass of scotch.

"Damian what happened?" Carlisle breaks the silence.

I look up at them with a smile, "she broke up with me. Now I think I found my new love," I say holding up my glass before chugging it.

They each make their way slowly towards the couch to take a seat beside me. I hold up the bottle of scotch to them and they all shake their heads as an answer to my silent question.

"Bro, I think you had enough," Mateo says patting my back.

I stare at the bottle with tears in my eyes, "I think I'm done for good," I say so softly. "She yelled, swore and told me to leave, I fucked up by just trying not to get her involved."

"We tried talking to her but her door is locked and she wouldn't answer us when we tried to talk to her through the door," Carlisle explains.

"Her mom is more worried that anyone else right now" Axel adds.

"What happened?" Gabriel inquires.

"Nick and Davina-"

"Did he-"

"I think he did."

"She's back?" They all look at me completely shocked.

"She's back." I answer looking back at each on me of them.

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Elle's P.O.V

I survived the an entire two weeks avoiding him, although he only came to school Monday, Thursday and Friday this week. Even seeing him these last three days hurt like hell.

But he looked like he's doing okay. He doesn't look like he just broke up with someone who claimed to have 'love more than himself'. Unless he's acting like this so no one knows we broke up.

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