𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

Twenty Five

Have you ever thought you'd meet the perfect guy? He's the one you knew you'd find. Not me, I never suspected anything. I went on with my life, ignored the world. Until Damon. He makes me feel absolute happiness. I didn't think that was a possibility not for me. He changed everything. He made everything better. Healed me.

Closing my diary I sit up and throw on one of Damon's hoodies. "Where do you think you're going" a husky voice replies in my ear. "Class" I smirk devilishly. He grabs onto me, pulling me into his lap. "I think we could use five minutes," he grins at me. I shake my head and press my lips to his. "I have to go" I whisper against his reddened lips. Damon scowls lightly before he releases his grip on my hips.

"We have dinner plans, don't forget" he smiles sliding me off his lap. I nod, jumping from the bed and grabbing my bag. "Don't think about anything too much," he winks at me. Oh shit. Closing my eyes I shake Damon's comment from my head and leave the bedroom. It feels like months since I attended school, yet it's only been about a week.

Slipping my boots on I open up the door and wander down the stairs heading for Bailey's car while they await me. "Morning hot stuff" Bailey grins at me. Rolling my eyes I click my seat belt on and stare out the window with a frown. I hate going to school, I hate dealing with Molly Berlin, Paris Scott, Sabrina Castle and Lexi Harrison. It's a nightmare with four assholes in the school.

The moment my feet step through the front double doors I remember why I hate being here so much. Fucking People. My eyes scan the room and I catch Paris's eye as she smirks eyeing Sabrina who stands beside me. Fuck-. Lexi warned me and now I'm going to be living a nightmare and a half. Sticking beside Scarlet we walk towards them, slipping past them.

"Slut!" Paris barks. Scarlet spins around, pulling back a growl. "You got some nerve Scott" she growls at Paris. The blonde haired bitch stares back at Scarlet with a grin. "It's only the truth. Being the hockey team puck bunny? How many STD's do you have Han Han" Sabrina sneers. Paris grins from beside her and gives Scarlet a forced smile.

"If I was the hockey team puck bunny, I'm pretty sure I'd tell you myself but oh wait. How many of them have you slept with? Who knows how many STD's Sam has" I smirk. Paris' grin drops and she watches me carefully. "Oh and Damien? He's not far behind. Maybe you should be asking if you have the STD" I reply with a sheepish grin. Sabrina's smile drops as well as they watch me with wide eyes.

"Weren't you telling me the other day, you thought you had chlamydia?" Molly says as she clicks her heels and walks up to the two blonde haired assholes. Bailey snickers and pulls back a grin. "Well, I never fucked Sam, so have fun with that one Paris" Sabrina mumbles under her breath. Paris eyes Molly and Sabrina horrified and stalks away, her heels clicking loudly. Molly grins and eyes Sabrina with the same look Lexi gives Emma.

Sabrina watches her and shuffles under the pink blondes eyes. "You definitely fucked more than just Damien on the hockey team Sabby" Molly replies gripping onto her text books. Sabrina glares at Molly before she hurries after Paris in the opposite direction. "Thanks" I mumble. Molly turns and looks me up and down before her eyes settle on my face. "I wasn't doing it to help you. I hate the two of them and I take advantage of any time to fuck with them" she replies before she walks past me.

Scarlet rolls her eyes before she wraps her arm around me. "Ignore Molly, she's a bitch just to be one. She hates Lexi, Emma, Sabrina and Paris. Don't let it get to you" she smiles at me. I nod, waving goodbye to Scarlet before following Bailey towards creative writing. Once I'm settled in my seat I gaze around the room. Last time I was here, Damon hated me. Growing I flip through my notes before eyeing the professor at the front of the room.

"You worried about something?" Bailey whispers beside me. I shook my head and forced a smile, I hadn't even told her what I was thinking about the night at Rickey's and it stays that way till I find the courage to tell Damon about it. Closing my eyes briefly I open them again before looking down at the notes on my desk.

I can't do this, sitting here acting like school is the biggest problem in my life when that isn't the case. Scrambling to grab all my things I shove them back into my bag before eyeing Bailey quickly. "Grab me the assignment, I can't do this" I whisper to my friend. Disappearing down the stairs case to the door I slip and out and rush for the exit of the building.

Dialing a cab I gaze around the parking lot, once again closing my eyes with humiliation. This couldn't be happening to me? Could it. Shaking the thoughts from my head I open my eyes before quickly stepping into the cab as it pulls up beside the curb. Laying my head against the window I slam my eyes shut as I play over Damon's reaction when I finally tell him. Something out to go wrong there, it's Damon.

Flicking my eyes I open I unbuckle my seatbelt as the car comes to a stop outfit Damon's condo. I shove a fake smile on my lips as I make my way towards the steps and rush up them. Stumbling forward as my phone rings in my bag I reach for it, quickly checking the name. Harley. He doesn't call me.. he never calls me-. "Hello?" I say into the receiver as I enter the condo. "I hear sobs in the background of the call and my heart sinks. Something is wrong.

"Harley- what's going on" I whisper, kicking my boots off and standing between the kitchen counter and the sofa where the boys are playing games. "Dad- dad.. he.. shit Han- he's.. hes- gone" Harley sobs out. I feel my entire body shut down. My phone falls from my hands clattering to the floor. My kneels slam into the hard wood as the sobs wrack out of my body in waves. I can't feel, I can't feel anything. The air in my lungs doesn't exist. Someone's arms wrap around my body but I don't register what's going on.

My mind has shut down. My organs feel like they already have. My lungs are suffocating me. I don't want to even be alive anymore. I can't be alive? Is this what death is like. The arms that wrapped around my body have not carried me off somewhere. I can hear urgent voices that sound so far away. My heart is cracked. I can't feel it. I don't feel. I might as well already be dead if I can't breath or feel anything.

It feels like I'm in a faraway place I can't- I can't. "Hanna! Hanna!" Someone shouts close by. My eyes flutter and I realize I'm not dead. I'm in Damon's room. The phone call with Harley is still fresh on my mind. My dad's dead.. The sobs return and I cry so hard my heart hurts. Damon's beside me before I can think. "Baby," he whispers and pulls me into his arms. "I just- I just- don't want to feel any- anymore.. I just-." I curl up in his arms, my eyes slamming shut again as the darkness pulls me back in.