Previously on 'You're Back'....
The bartender spoke and I looked up at her. I wiped my tears away. My heart skipped a beat and my hands began sweating.
"Natalie..." I said and felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Her name was like sex to my ears, and her sight was so mesmerizing I could stare at her forever.
"I thought I'd never see you again. I thought you left or-" but before I could finished she walked up to me and threw herself in my arms. She hugged me. And I laughed, and I cried, and I couldn't believe I could bury my head in her neck.
"What are you doing here?" I asked after a while.
"Some guy stole my purse with all my money and everything, so I had to get a job and since your club was looking for a bartender..."
I looked up at her and it was like I was falling in love with her for the 100th time.
"I... I broke up with Rachel. The truth is you were always the only one I was truly in love with... I... Natalie I.... I love you. I have loved you since I first laid my eyes on you. I'm so sorry for everything-"
But then nothing mattered. Nothing mattered anymore as she kissed me. Not Rachel, not our past, nothing. I felt her soft lips on mine and I was in pure bliss. I put my hands around her waist and pulled her even closer, and wondered how I could ever last a day without her love.
Damon
I woke up next to Natalie. I opened my eyes and looked at her, sleeping peacefully by my side. If you'd ever tell me a few months ago I'd wake up next to my dead ex, I would've thrown you in a pool with deadly piranhas. Nor would I have ever believed I could be as happy as I am now. Seeing her messy hair all over the place, hearing her snore or the way she takes most of the bed. Nobody can do it as beautifully as she does.
It was 6am and there was a lot of work for a billionaire like me to do. I had to check on my companies, attend meetings, throw smiles everywhere I go and deal with things I don't always have the strength to. If only I could take Natalie with me everywhere I go, but I'd bore her to death. And anyway, she insisted on keeping the job as a bartender in one of my clubs. She wouldn't accept any of my offers: money, apartament, a better job, nothing. She's stubborn as hell. But I'll just let her go with the flow, and if things don't work out, I'll always be there to catch her.
But I have also changed. I am no longer the unstable, immature boy who threw our relationship off the cliff. I will do whatever it takes to make this work. Whatever it takes.
I realised I was still staring at her, and I felt a bit creepy. But I knew it was because I adore her so much, and I could look at her the whole day.
And so finally I silently sneaked out and took a shower. I got dressed and ready for work. Before I left, I took a final look at the love of my life, and I wrote her a note.
Dinner. Tonight. I'll pick you up at 8.
Natalie
I woke up, and I was glad that I was alone. I got my things and left his penthouse. I took a taxi to my apartment, which was quite far from the city centre. I didn't know what to feel. I mean... everything was just so great. I felt like it wasn't real. And I was also scared I'd fall into the same old pattern. I didn't want to be live with him, nor was I sure whether I wanted a relationship with such a man. "I've changed" changed my ass. How can I trust somebody from who I had to fake a death to get away from? Some people even connected murders to him. But with so much money, no wonder no one has ever heard anything. Do I really know him? It's been so many years and I really want to believe he has changed. But I just can't.
I do really like him, and he does make me happy, I just simply have my doubts. I want to find out as much as possible before I jump with both feet into deep waters. Because who knows... I might get eaten by piranhas.
And I also have to get to work later tonight. I have shots to fill, bottles to replace and drunk people to deal with.
After I got to my apartment, I thanked god for some common sense. I had a place to stay in, and even though I could barely afford it, it was mine. I had a job, and I earned money that were also mine, that were sitting comfortably on my bank account. I cannot let myself be dependent on him, like before. Maybe he has changed, maybe he hasn't. But I know that I have.
...
Damon was never late. He was outside my apartment 8pm sharp. I put on an ordinary black dress and simply let my hair down. Then I went downstairs to meet him.
The restaurant, of course, seemed like it was one of the most expensive places in town. But I didn't even feel uncomfortable by such things anymore.
"Natalie?" I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard Damon's deep voice.
"Yes?"
"Are you alright? You seem... I don't know, nervous?"
"What? HAHA, me? No way!" Oh god Natalie what the hell...
"Look, I know we need to talk about us, I just really enjoy what is going on. I am so glad to have you back. I really cant believe you're back, and that we are doing so great together. And because of that, I don't want us to go back to our past. I've changed, you've changed. Let's not ruin what we have by past mistakes. Let's start again, with a clean slate and a light heart."
"Wait Damon... you mean, you want to completely shut off the past? Like nothing ever happened? Just pretend that we were what... a happy couple? Damon do you have any idea what I went through? Did you not feel anything then? You cut off all my friends! You manipulated me, you abused me and told me that was love. Hell, you were even accused of murder while we were together. I was kidnapped and I killed a man. I was even once pregnant or do you not remember that? Because I do, and it's not something I can ever forget. Ever. For god's sake I had to kill myself to get away from you! I fucking fled to Greece! You have to be completely mental if you think I'll ever forget what you did to me. " I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. I don't know why we even bothered. This was never gonna work. He looked at me, his expression filled with hurt and frustration.
I stood up and left.
A/N
I just want to say thank you to all my fans for being so goddamn supportive, I mean you guys are truly the best. And I am so sorry for not updating sooner. I'll try my best to update the other books as well.
Love,
Sb12
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