Worthy

Flashback Continued

This chapter contains the conclusion of chapter 11 Flashback.

----Amelia POV----

My eyes were so heavy I can barely keep them open. I not certain if it's from all the crying or I hadn't slept almost six hours. I decided not to go home since the majority of my things were at the hotel with Meh and at Dameon's house, so I just headed back to Kiera's place instead. When I walked in she was waiting on me with Meh but unlike last time she wasn't taking "no" for an answer when it came down the talking about all that was going on. There was no use in hiding anything anyways it was already out. "You sure you want to head back to school a day early?" Kiera questioned.

"There isn't any reason for me to stay at this point."

"What time does your flight leave?" Kiera asked. "I booked us a one a.m. red eye." Meh, answered. "Well, that leaves us more than enough time for pizza, wine, and a hot cup of tea." Added Kiera.

"Fine what do you want to know."

Kiera being her natural annoying self, she could help but ask ratchet irrelevant shit. "I want to know it all! When, where, why and how big?"

"Kiera!" yelled Meh slapping her arm. "WHAT?" She replied wearing her usual devious grin.

"About 4 years ago, his place, because I wanted too, and my size. So we done now?"

"Hell no!" Said Kiera as she looked highly unsatisfied. "She will not leave it alone so you know so you might as well just tell her everything." Meh, added.

"Fine!"

I can see me bullshitting my way through this would not be an option, so I just lay back on the couch and let my eyes rest while started from the beginning, well almost the beginning.

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Flashback cont.

I finished showering, put on the t-shirt and shorts he left out for me and headed back downstairs. I found him in the backyard sitting next to his fire pit burning the clothes I was previously wearing.

"I liked that jacket."

I must have startled him because he jumped a little before he replied, "I can get you another one later today."

" Oh, no, it's cool you don't have too. I was just messn'. I tend to make poor jokes at the wrong times to lighten the mood. I'm sorry."

"Is that so? I try to remember that." His gaze was fixed on the fire as the reflections of the flames danced in his eyes. "Are you positive you're ok? If something else happened, you don't have to be ashamed to tell me."

"Nothing else happened. I told you everything, I swear."

"I believe you I just want to make sure you're iight." We just sat there silently as we watched the flames. Well, more like he watched the flames, and I watched him watching the flames. Once the flames died, we walked back into the house. "C'mon on you can sleep in my room, I'll stay downstairs."

"I can stay down here I don't mind."

"Yeah nah, that's where Mike's stays when he is here and there are too many DNA samples on a mattress for anyone to sleep on."

"Yeah that's gross. You can't sleep there either."

"Trust me, I'm not. I have a very comfy couch." I wanted to object, but he made it clear that the conversations over and his decision was final. He led me upstairs and made sure I was settled before heading back down, leaving me alone with my thoughts and darkness. Not certain why after everything that just happened all my mind kept replaying was Dameon emerging from the darkness, reaching for me. I thought about how strong his hands were bringing me back to reality. How he brought me back here and was so gentle while he cleaned me up. I let my mind wonder to what it would be like to have his hands on other places of my body. Before I knew what was happening my hands had crept under the drawstring shorts but was jolted back to reality by the cool wetness, I felt instead.