You Are Worth Saving {COMPLETED ✔️}

Thirty-Four

Abby

When I catch my breath, I look over at Damon. He lays beside me, staring at my body. When his eyes meet mine, I see a huge smile on his face. "How do you feel?" He asks. He moves closer to me and puts his arm around me. "It was different than I thought it would be. But it was good," I tell him.

Damon smiles even bigger. "I'm glad. The next time it won't hurt this much," he tells me. I smile wide, "I am glad to hear that." Then I look in his eyes. All of a sudden, I get insecure. "How was it for you, though? I bet you had way better times than this," I tell him. Damon laughs a bit, "yes, but it wasn't as bad for me as you would think." I smile, "I'm glad."

For a moment, we just lay in silence. I don't think I can move, even if I wanted to. But I don't want to. Laying here with Damon... after what we just did... may be one of my favourite places to be.

After a moment, Damon sits up. I look at his face, but get scared when I see the veins underneath his eyes start to show. His eyes get red and I see his fangs grow. I look up and see a lot of blood on the sheets. Oh my god!

I jump up and get off the bed as fast as I can. "Shit! I am so sorry!" I tell him. Damon looks at me. I feel my whole body starts to shake again. Will he hurt me? Can he control himself with this amount of blood around?

When he looks at me, I feel my heartbeat quickens. I have never seen him like this, so I don't know what will happen now. His eyes stare into mine and slowly I see the veins underneath his eyes disappear, just like his fangs. He closes his eyes for just a second and the red colour in it disappears too.

In his vampire-speed he runs towards me. His hands touch my arms and I see the worry in his eyes. "I am so sorry," he says, "are you okay?" I nod and breathe deeply. "I am, but are you?" I ask him. Damon looks at the blood on his sheets again and then back at me. "Yes, I am. Sorry you had to see that," he says. I smile and touch his face. "It's okay," I tell him.

I don't know why I touch his face while just a moment ago I was scared he would hurt me. But I do. I touch his face and I see a smile. "I am not gonna hurt you," he says. I nod and smile as well. "I know," I tell him.

"Why don't you take a shower and then I will clean all this up and make is some dinner, okay?" He suggests. I smile even bigger and nod, "good idea."

So that's what we do. Half an hour later I am dressed, showered and hungry. I walk into the kitchen and am welcomed by the amazing smell of meat and an union. I walk over to Damon, who stands behind the stove.

"Are you hungry?" He asks when I take a look in the pan. I smile, "I do." I look over to the table and see it's already set. "Who knew you would be this sweet," I laugh. Damon laughs with me, "don't get used to it. I will take a bite of the neighbour if you want to." When I look back at him I see the playful look in his eyes and I see his eyebrows move.

I start to laugh, "I thought you would suck the blood out of the sheets." Damon laughs with me, "oh I did. I really did." His eyes look at me all flirty and playful and I feel my cheeks glow.

...

"This was a fun weekend," Damon says. It's already Sunday. Damon and I sit in his car and Damon drives me home. Damon is right, this sure was a fun weekend. I even start to grin only thinking about it. After our... moment... Damon and I just had fun. We made out, a few times, but also watched a few movies and talked - and laughed - a lot. I feel like the relationship between us really grow this weekend and it's stronger than ever!

But something is bothering me. I don't know where we're at. I know how I feel about him, but I have no idea how he feels about me...

"Damon?" I ask, when he stops for a red light. He looks over at me and smiles, "yes?" "What are we?" I ask him. "Well, you are human and I am dead," he laughs. I laugh with him for a second, but turn serious again. "I mean it, Damon. After what we did... What are we?" I ask him.

Damon's smile disappears and he starts to think about my question. "Well, we made out and even slept together," he says. I nod, even though it still sounds crazy in my ears. I still can't believe I slept with Damon!

Damon starts to drive again and we turn into the street of my house. "We are friends who make out. So I guess we are friends with benefits," Damon says.

My heart feels crushed... My mouth gets dry and I feel like I want to cry. He... He thinks we are... friends with benefits? That's how he feels about me?

For a moment, I stay quiet. I don't say anything and I don't move. Damon parks the car in front of my house, but leaves the engine on. "Abby?" He asks.

I come back to life and smile as big as I possibly can. "Yes, I think so too," I tell him. But even when I say it myself, it hurts me. I actually have feelings for him, but he just thinks we're friends who fuck? Or something? How can he feel that after this weekend? After everything we did!

But then something pops up in my head. Of course, this is what Damon does with a lot of girls... He makes out and sleeps with a lot of girls! And with every single one of them, he is just friends with benefits... I am just like one of these girls to him...

I open the door and get out of the car. "Are you okay?" Damon asks. I nod, "I do. I had a fun weekend." Just half of it is a lie. "Me too. I'll call you, okay?" he asks with a smile. I nod, close the door and walk away from the car.

I walk to the porch and search for the key in my bag. I open the door and look over to Damon one last time. He is just sitting in his car, waiting for me to get inside, like he always does. Normally, it awakes the butterflies in my belly, but it doesn't anymore. Now all I can think about, is if he does this for all his girls...