Accidents II

Chapter 38

Damon's POV

I run up the staircase to Corey's office. I push the door open without a knock and an unfamiliar guy standing next to Corey looks towards my direction.

"I thought you'd never show up." Corey forces a smile.

"You called."

"How long did it take you to notice? I left three messages for you to come by weeks ago."

"And now I'm here." I take a seat in my regular spot. The guy watches me and swallows. He lifts up his round glasses that keep sliding down his nose.

"Your twenty minutes and three weeks late. Congratulations."

"I tried." I glare.

"Try harder." He chuckles and shakes his head.

I already want to leave.

I bounce my leg repeatedly, getting bored with the silent. Hearing the clicking of Corey's keyboard as he hits it each time with his fingers is fucking irritating.

"I'll be done in a bit." Corey notices my lack of patience.

The stares I'm getting across the room make me swiftly turn my head to him. He keeps staring at me but when I look at him he looks away. Is he gonna leave or what? As I'm about to call him out for it, Corey introduces him.

"This is Dr Fred. I'm sorry about that, I should've introduced him the minute you got here Damon."

He comes closer and I get up.

"Damon? Yes I thought I recognized you. Great to finally meet you." He shakes my hand.

"You too." I respond.

"I have finally finished them. The capsules are ready."

"Capsules?" I look at Corey.

"Oh..you didn't tell him?"

"I didn't have the chance to, since he hasn't showed up." Corey says as he looks at me.

"Why do you have prescription pills for me?" I ask.

"It's the same reason why you're here, isn't it?"

"What?"

"Have you noticed anything different about yourself?" Corey asks.

"Maybe." I look at Fred and then back at Corey.

Corey looks at Fred then back at me. "Why don't we sit down?"

"No. What're those pills for?"

Corey sighs. Fred speaks. "May I explain?"

Corey nods.

"As you start processing into an older age, your anger becomes out of control or...worse-"

"Worse?"

"Your emotions deflate."

I'm confused as my brows slightly push together.

"What Dr Fred is trying to tell you is that, in time if you choose not to take these capsules...your emotions will slowly decrease until you don't feel anything...as in feelings. but taking these will help your emotions and stabilize it and make you feel more like yourself." He holds out the pills towards me.

I push away the pills in his hand as it drops to the floor.

"Damon-"

"I'm not fucking broken, alright." I spit each word in Corey's face. "I don't need those."

"Damon I'm only here to help and best to take these now."

"I said I don't need those and I don't fucking need your help." I jerk a push at his chest as his back hits his desk. "I don't need anyone's fucking help!" My voice raises.

I hurry and make my way out.

"Damon wait!" I hear Corey's faint voice but completely ignore it.

This is all coming too fast. I feel like I'm about to explode any fucking minute. I hate admitting that Im wrong about this and Corey is right. I don't want to believe him. I don't want to take those fucking pills. Not ever.

"Fuuuck." I bang my fist against my car steering wheel as it let's out honking a couple of times.

I'm out of breath. I'm sweating. I quickly get out of my car knowing something is coming up my throat. I stumble near the bushes by my parked car and throw up directly into them.

I lastly spit out saliva and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

"Are you alright young man?" A short women behind me asks as she holds herself with her cane.

I nod letting her know I'm fine. I get inside my car and hastily drive off.

Mia's POV

As I'm about to open Damon's apartment door with the extra keys he has given me. Damon has already beat me to it as he opens the door for me...I look down at the bag in his hand.

"Where you going?" I walk towards him as he walks backwards. I shut the door and turn back at his face then the bag in his hand. Face, bag, face, bag, face- "What's going on?"

He drops his bag down.

"Charles needs..." he stutters. He's not like this. Ever. He looks uneasy, cold, sick.

"Damon breathe." I hold onto his hands and gently squeeze them.

"i need to go." He picks up his bag.

"That's all your going to say to me?" I look directly at his face but he keeps avoiding my eyes. I'm utterly worried.

"I'm leaving." He walks past me.

No. No, this isn't real.

"You were gonna leave me without saying goodbye?" Tears rummage around my eyes as I turn to him. His back faces me as he stops in his place.

"Bye-"

"No!" I shriek. I hug him from behind. My hands hold tight around his stomach as my cheek squishes up against his back. His tall figure doesn't move. "Please talk to me Damon."

Damon turns around and wipes my eyes but tears continue to fall. He slowly plants a kiss on the top of my head and let's go of me.

I watch him walk away from me for a split second but quickly walk up to him and grab onto his bag and try to pull it from him. "You can't leave me." I cry out.

He doesn't flinch from my pulls as he easily has a grasp of the bag. I keep pulling it but he won't let go of it. He doesn't even have to try which gets me angry. I hit at his chest letting my frustrations out. My hits grow weaker as my cries grow more and more. "Please don't leave, I-I need you."

"No you don't."

"Yes I do! You love me Damon and I love you." I hit and shove at him repeatedly.

"Stop convincing yourself that."

"Don't say that! Your not leaving Damon. You're not leaving, no. You can't leave me." I keep attempting to pull onto his bag as he stares at me miserably failing to grab his bag from him.

He walks past me again. "You're not even gonna explain yourself?" I choke on my sobs as I shout across the apartment building hall. He doesn't say a word as he continues to walk off.

"Fine! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I will never forgive you!"

I'm out of breath. I'm still processing if this is even real. Instead of sulking, I run after him while sulking. No no no. I love him. I love him. I love him.

But it's too late. My Damon is...gone.

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