Heart's Desire

Chapter Twenty-Four

Damian

"I need you Adrianna. I'm so sorry." I called again and it went to voicemail. "Just pick up my calls please. I know you've heard my voicemails and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did. I remember everything." I called again, "Adrianna I'm so sorry." I called once again, "I know what I did was unacceptable and I'm so sorry I put in that position. I would never have dreamed of it." I called for the 70th time perhaps, "Please pick up my calls. I don't know what else to do. I want to make things right between us. Adrianna, you know I don't beg but, please pick up." I sighed, calling again, "Adrianna please-"

"Who's Adrianna?" I dropped the phone onto the coffee table and glimpsed at my tía.

"A girl..." I trailed off. Who was Adrianna truly? And what did she mean to me? How could I convey my emotions for her to others when I didn't even understand them myself? What was Adrianna? A goddess or the fucking devil? She made my head spin and my emotions turn yet, I still couldn't fathom our how I felt for her or what she meant to me.

"She seems to be troubling your mind Dame."

I furrowed my brows confused, how could my aunt have had possibly known that. "She-I-just-" I fumbled over my words clearly still not in the correct headspace to begin to have a conversation with someone, let alone a family member.

She lifted my head and sat down, laying my head in her lap "what happened Damian?" What struck me was that she didn't question what I had done, rather what had happened. My tía didn't immediately assume what had happened was my fault unlike my parents, who were quick to jump to the conclusion that I had done something wrong and even when it wasn't my fault they had a knack for twisting the situation so it did seem like my fault.

"I did something really bad tía."

She laughed lightly, running a hand through my hair, "oh Dame I'm sure it wasn't that bad corazón. You always get up to mischief."

"No tía it was bad this time. No mischief just absolute chaos and destruction."

"My you love to over exaggerate-"

I cut her off not able to stand how she believed I was a good boy when I clearly wasn't. "I ended up in hospital." Her mouth cooked shut upon hearing this and she met me with wide eyes and shock, "I did something really bad and I ended up in hospital because of it and I couldn't remember a thing-nothing. Absolutely nothing tía. Then Luke filled me in because the girl-Adrianna." I corrected myself, "had stopped speaking to me and Luke had told me it was because she was the one that saved me and refused to speak to me because of what I had done."

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph Damian. You've really done it this time!" The disappointment but, mostly concern was evident in her eyes.

"I royally messed up."

"I know." She exclaimed. "The hospital again Damian really?" She paused seeing my face. "Do your parents know?"

"I don't know." I muttered.

"Damian, corazón, the hospital again?" She frowned, "you know how hurt I get when you do something like this. Damian please, the consequences of this are much larger than you can handle."

"I know tía. I know."

"So why are you doing it?"

"Well because-" I paused, racking my brain for an answer. Why was I doing it? What was the reason? I had no valid excuses other than, I wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't in love with Adrianna.

"She made you do it huh?" My aunt tutted looking extremely appalled.

"No she didn't!" I quickly defended Adrianna. "Adrianna isn't like me tía, she's pure to all of it. She's an angel." Which was debatable, perhaps an angelic devil to me but, to others simply the devil but, still not capable of doing gross harm to others.