Damon ✔

Chapter 12

I got the dresses and walked out from the store, only to notice he was gone.

But then there was a piece of paper stuck to the windshield or rather placed there..

whats this? oh shit!. have I been charged of parking.. just then I read it ..

Dear, Miss,whoever you are!

I'd like to settle this over coffee with you.
If anything, heres the number,
555 675 99980

Same time, same place,
Monday morning
Dammon, The manwhore ;)

I giggled as I read the last part, well I guess I'll have to come settle it then, but first I've got to organize the stuff those bitches are asking me to, for the coming Ball this saturday.

I gushed back home, to find a angry Briana standing folding her hands like she was about to hit me any moment and Susan pissed off giving me a death stare.

"Whats wrong?" I asked

"you son of a bitch" Briana screamed as she slapped me across the face. "do you know what you just did?".

looking puzzled and the pain of vibration and burning like sensation on my cheek, I replied with a cracked voice, " what?"

"exactly! because a wrench like you still exists!! , you didn't do the chores and got late to come home! " screamed briana

"and where the hell are my stuff?, mom is furious as to why the kitchen wasn't cleaned and stormed out of the house to get a cane" replied Susan.

"cane? " I mumbled

"Bitch, you better do your stuff or else get ready to feel the wrath" screamed briana as she snatched the stuff from my hand and stormed off to her room and shut the door.

later, Susan got up and walked back to the kitchen and dropped one plate one to ground, its pieces shattered as she giggled saying, "oops, looks like you've got more trouble going down your way". and made her way to her room.

I stood there in complete shock, the silence was groundbreaking and tears started trembling down my cheeks as i made my way to the kitchen to clean it up.

I started picking up the scrambled pieces, "ouch!" i yelped, one piece had made its way through the skin of my thumb and now the floor was covered in drops of blood.

What did i do to deserve this life.

Whats there to hurt in me anymore, im already dead inside, why cant i be loved? why am i always being left out? please .. just please .. i cried covering my mouth so no one could hear me..

After clearing the floor and made the kitchen spotless, feeling satisfied of what i did. i made my way to the stairs, looking up, i sighed. this is where i come for sanctuary in this coldheart driven place. i made my way up the stairs and landed flat on bed while the darkness consumed me.