Living A Fantasy

chapter 3

Him and his mom were coming back from a party hosted by her friend when they were crossing the bridge it was not so powerful enough to hold the car and the old fragile bridge broke allowing them to fall into the water below them. Damon was a kid and barely knew how to swim. He struggled to keep his head above the water but failed. He got submerged by the water and got hit by a massive wooden log on the head which made him unconscious and sink. His mom looked for him and insisted on helping him and pulled him to the shore.

The water current was too strong for her to hold on to the little support she found on land, she was washed away by the strong current and Damon was unconscious to even notice his mother was getting washed away. The driver was washed away with her. After days he woke up in the hospital head throbbing and the doctors said he was lucky to survive. His dad barely came and visited, there was a maid who took care of him.

That's when I met him, I had broken my leg and shared the same room as his, I slept next to him and in time we became friends and ended up in the same school as his. Lucky aren't we. He discovered his mother passed away in the accident after a few days. He cried for days and I was glad I was there for him and helped him out. Ever since the accident, he is afraid of water bodies and well he doesn't know swimming either.

" um...... so? " I asked him still sort of clueless where this conversation is going. " I can't go, you know I hate these sort of stuff " he stated a little annoyed, " I know you hate it but it's your brother's wedding, you gotta go "
I said, looking at him hoping for agreement, but if he did then he wouldn't be Damon. " yes but they know I can't, but still a cruise. If they didn't want me to come they should have just said so. I wouldn't bother " he stated sternly yet a bit of sadness in his voice.

" Damon you can go you know. They will take care of you and the only thing you have to do is stay away from the railings. You'll be safe, you gotta talk to them, you can't hide long from them their your family. " I said a little concerned. It had been ages since he had a proper conversation with his dad and brother. He looked at me concerned and broke the eye contact, stood up and headed to the balcony.

I sighed and followed him to the balcony. He rested his arms on the railings, I stood next to him not speaking a word. " I just don't fit in Chris, I try hard it's like I go to this alienated place and in time I get it that I don't belong here. I hate this feeling " he said fighting his tears threatening to fall any second. I patted his back and tried to calm him down. " you will be fine, you have your interests and it's fine. They are your family you gotta go, I don't want you to regret later and I know how that feels and it's not good " I tried to convince and thank God he got convinced and nodded.

" you can call me when you want and we can talk and please enjoy your time. " I told him as I hugged him and with that, we headed to continue our dinner and headed straight to bed after that. It was an exhausting day and my legs are killing me. I was lying on the bed tucked in but something was still roaming around in my head. It never ended well when he visited his family.

His dad loved him a lot but didn't stick up to him when it came to him and his brother. Last time his brother had punched his face so hard that his nose started bleeding. He said the wedding was tomorrow and well I was not invited and didn't bother much cause it's safe to stay away from his family. After a while, I let my eyes shut and drifted to my dreamland.

The next morning I sprung out of bed and got ready for work. I got dressed took my belongings and when I got down I saw Damon, he was in the kitchen cooking again, I sat on the barstool and placed my belongings next to me. He looked at me and weakly smiled, " so it's your new hobby to cook breakfast " I said. " well no one cooks for me when I am travelling, so I just learnt to cook and over time I got better at it " he said with a smile on his face.