The Bucket List (Write Affair Finalist)

Chapter 25: While Damon was gone.

~ Chapter 25: While Damon was gone. ~

(New chapter!! Told you it would come soon! So, I have been thinking about a cast for this story even though you guys didn't request one, but I felt like maybe Maia Mitchell could be Leah? I don't know, let me know what you think and for Damon I was thinking maybe Pawel Bednarek? I've screenshoted some pictures of them, I just have to figure out how to put them on the side because right now, they're asking for a link but I don't have one.. God, I'm really bad at this!

Do you guys have any idea who you see them as? Thanks, good reading and don't forget to vote/comment ;) <3)

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        We spent a whole week on the Lake Powell, then went back to the city and took the plane. We had passed by the most beautiful natural bridge ever called the Rainbow Bridge, and had seen the most amazing landscapes. But we had to get back now, we still had a lot on our plate, or should I say list.

Damon went back in his house and I went in mine. It was empty. No sign of Jenny. I think it was the exams period of the year, so obviously she was in college. I sighed and crawled under my sheets. Last night, Damon had told me he needed to go see his family back home and had to do it alone so he was going to leave tomorrow morning. He didn’t know when he would come back. I hadn’t asked him but I was wondering if he was going to tell them about me. I knew he would probably try to spend a good time with them, you know, since he was dying and everything. It wasn’t part of the list, meaning it wasn’t written in it. But I knew he had probably thought about going anyway. He kind of had to. Not that it was bothering him, cause it wasn’t, Damon loved his parents, but he had told me that seeing them was more hurting than anything. Everyone would cry, and say they would miss him etc and Damon hated to be constantly reminded he was going to die.

Anyway, I don’t know if I’m making any sense right now.

Damon passed by my house to say goodbye, and I don’t know if I was making stuff up in my head, but it awfully sounded like a real goodbye. Like he was going to be gone for a long time. Which I don’t think I was going to be able to handle. I know I’m supposed to be the strong one in all of this but I’m not. I can’t do anything about it. I suck, ok, deal with it.

I watched him leave in his car from my window and tried not to cry for the billionth time. God, I’m so weak, I hate myself sometimes.

Days passed, each one as boring as the previous one. I was feeling so lonely. I would try to call Jenny but she was busy working on some exam so I would apologize and hang up quickly. I had nothing to do, no one to see. All my friends were in college. I realized it had been a while since I hadn’t seen them. I used to be around them all the time in college but now that I wasn’t going anymore, since they weren’t living in the same town as me, it was getting complicated to see each other.

One day, I think a week or so after Damon’s leaving, my phone finally rang. I picked up, hoping I would finally have Damon on the phone.

“Hey! It’s been a while since you’ve called!” I answered, a smile appearing automatically on my face.

“Um… Yeah… How are you?” A guy answered a little confused.

I frowned and looked at the name on my phone. Sam. It took me a little second to remember who he was. And then it hit me. The guy with whom I had slept with before his departure to Paris. Oh my god.