The Bucket List (Write Affair Finalist)

Chapter 26: Days in the dark.

~ Chapter 26: Days in the dark. ~

        The next morning, I woke up early and got dressed. I even put on some makeup for the first time since my “date” with Sam. I took some pancakes and knocked at Damon’s door. No answer. I decided to come in but couldn’t, it was locked. Well, that was the first time Damon was locking his door. Maybe he was seriously tired… Or maybe it was more serious than sleep. I started to worry that he was very sick and was trying to hide it from me so I tried harder on the door. Of course, it wouldn’t open. I gave up, hoping Damon was just asleep.

I waited for him but, by the time it was one pm, he still wasn’t there. What the hell was he doing? He couldn’t have slept for seventeen hours right? It almost scared me when I saw him out with a suitcase that he was putting at the back of his car. I went out, frowning.

“Damon? What are you doing?” I asked, confused.

He jumped with surprise and bit his lip.

“What’s that suitcase for?” I inquired, pointing at it.

“I’m going to Australia.”

“Cool! I’ve always dreamt of…”

He put his finger on my mouth.

“Leah, I’m going. You’re not coming with me.”

I frowned again, more confused every second that was passing.

“What? But you said we would do…”

“I know what I said.” He cut me again. “But I don’t want to do this anymore.”

“Do what?” The realization of what he meant hit me. “Are you… Are you breaking up with me?”

I felt tears running down my cheeks. I didn’t understand a thing that was happening.

“Look, Leah, I need to go. I’ll see ya’.”

I felt rage inside of me, replacing pain or adding itself to it. This was a nightmare. My head was spinning and I couldn’t see clearly anymore.

“That’s all you got??!! See ya’??? Are you fucking kidding me? Or is this a joke? Did Seth put you up to this? Cause it’s really not funny.”

Damon looked so sad. I kept shouting then stopped, out of breath.

“Bye Leah. Take care of yourself.”

“Damon! Damon what are you doing?” I screamed while he was taking his suitcase and turning his back on me. “Damon!!!”

I felt tears in my mouth.

“Damon!! Please, tell me it was a joke! Please!!! Damon!!!”

My knees were shaking. I didn’t know if I was going to fall or if I would still be able to stand for a few more seconds. Long hiccups and sobs kept me from screaming again. Damon hopped in his car and, next thing I knew, he was gone.

I had never really fallen in love before. It had always been little love stories that didn’t really mean anything, except for Lucas, the guy with whom I slept for the first time. I was eighteen and it was the end of high school. We had been dating for like two months and I had promised myself I wouldn’t go to college as a virgin. I know, it’s a stupid promise to make to yourself but, what can I say, I was (and I still am) an idiot. I’m not saying I regret it now, to have lost my virginity to Lucas. But I would lie if I were saying that I wasn’t wishing I had waited for somebody else, more important, like maybe Damon.