Chapter Eleven

"Would you both stop?" Dad says from the kitchen. He was making himself a sandwich whilst me and Natalie were anxiously waiting for Damon’s return. We both sat on the table with our coffees in our hands.

It was currently 7 p.m. and we were back in London. It almost feels out of the ordinary to be back here.

Natalie hasn't been able to sleep since she's waiting for Damon to get home and lucky for her Damon's flight was delayed.

“Alight dad, I’ll head off to sleep. Please tell Damon I’ll see him in the morning,” I tell Natalie as I place a light kiss on her cheek.

She sends me a warm smile as I exit the kitchen and head upstairs. I decided to sleep at my parents' house tonight since I knew Damon would be back and it would just be better if we were all in the same town.

I would need to go back to my apartment tomorrow and get back to work.

I removed my jeans and replaced them with my night shorts and a simple vest top. As soon as I got into bed, I accepted the warmth of my own childhood bed. Oh, the memories.

I rolled onto my side and spread my arms out on the bed. This is pure bliss.

Throughout the night I kept waking up. This was useless, why isn't he back yet he said that he would be coming here tonight as soon as he arrived.

I closed my eyes accepting sleep again.

The following morning, I woke up early, it was about 6 am. I turned my head hoping to get asleep again however my eyes snapped open when I felt the shift in the bed.

As I opened my eyes, I saw Damon’s broad back as he lay next to me in my bed. Memories from the past came to me.

I automatically wrapped my arm around his body, cuddling into him. I peeked over at him, but he was fast asleep. I respected that since he was probably really tired.

The next time I woke up I was in a completely different position. I was laying on top of Damon completely. My body pressed against him.

I lifted my head and noticed that he was staring back at me and smile on his face.

“Morning Damon," I say sweetly hugging him tightly. He shifted under me and took my face in his hands. I stayed quiet as we just stared at each other.

He played with my lips before placing them against his own. “Morning baby girl," he said as he moved his lips against mine.

I could only moan into his mouth.

He groaned when I moved up against him. "Please don't move. I don't have a lot of self-control," he says holding my hips in place.

I watched his eyes narrow as a giggle left my lips.

I rolled over so I was pressing my full body on him.

“How was your trip? How is your buddy?" I said as I sat up and faced Damon.

He pulled me closer to him. "He passed after a few days. He was in bad condition and there was no coming back from that," Damon said, his expression was unreadable. That was until his eyes snapped down.

I grabbed his chin, lifting it up. “What's wrong?" He sighed as he saw my expression. He knew I wasn't going to give up, not that easily.

“If I was there, baby…God, I could have protected him. We all could have. He had a family—a newborn for fuck’s sake," he said lowering his head. He was full of guilt.

“You can't save everyman on the field Damon. If you were there you could have died too. C'mon you know what it’s like out there its unpredictable,” I tried to reason with him I hate the thought of Damon feeling guilty because his mate died.

"He fought for his family, his country he will die a hero. You just get to live as one,” I pulled his face to mine pecking him lightly on the lips.

His face transformed into a genuine smile only made me smile. “You are amazing. Did you know that?” I felt his lips on mine instantly.

I had to break away from him quickly when I heard the sound of someone banging on my door.

"I know you're in there Damon I want to see you,” I heard my sisters voice through the door. I wasn't the only one anxious for his arrival.

Damon laughed before lifting himself onto the bed. I took this as my chance to have a shower as he said hello to all of the family. I can't keep him all to myself unfortunately.

Once I had finished showering, I headed downstairs with my suitcase. I needed to get back to my apartment.

When I made my entrance into the living room I looked around and smiled to myself when I saw Damon had his arms around his mom and was laughing with her.

I'm glad Hess back. Natalie will be complete now.

"I have to leave, I need to unpack and get back to work,” I said to no one in particular. With my words, heads turned to me and lowered to the big suitcase I had next to me. My eyes locked onto Damon's and I saw he had tensed his jaw.

"Let me drive you," he sprung up leaving Natalie to look at us with sympathy.

“Come here honey, give your big man a squeeze," my dad said opening his arms. I walked over and wrapped my arms around him.

Once I made my rounds saying goodbye to everyone and walked outside to the car. Damon had already placed my bags in the car, and he was sitting in the driver's seat.

I made my way over to the passenger side and got in.

“Got everything?" he asks me, turning the ignition on. I think about it for a few minutes.

"Yeah, I think so. If not, I can always come back anyway." With that said he drove out of the driveway heading out to the city.

“The address is,” I begin to say pulling up the address to my apartment on my phone.

"I know it, baby," he says almost snapping at me. I sank back in my seat. I knew this was going to be difficult. I didn't even know if he's staying here. Is he going to live in France still?

I decided to make myself busy with my phone as we took the half an hour drive to mine. What was going to happen to us? It was easier before because we were just friends. But correct me if I'm wrong but were not just friends now. Right?

"I need to get some fuel, hold tight will you," he said signaling left to the nearest station. He barely left me an option, so I just stayed silent.

He left me in the car as he filled up the tank and then went inside to pay. I looked around. We were about 10 minutes away from my apartment and there were a lot of familiar faces around.

After 10 minutes there was no sign of Damon. I soon realized that I needed to use the toilet, so I left the car and made my way inside.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I located the toilet and headed that way. The scene opposite me stopped me in my tracks.

Damon was there with a girl in his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she buried her face into his neck. When I looked closely I realized it was a fucking ex.

“You never told me you were back, D,” I hear her say as she stared at Damon with a want that I was not comfortable with. There were other people standing around watching with awe as they embraced. I recognized them as people from our school.

Why wasn't he stepping back and telling her no?

I silently slipped inside the bathroom and barged into the toilet. As I sat there, I couldn't help but let the tears fall.

All through my life girls wanted Damon. They made sure to go to the gym and look pretty for him because everyone knew Damon liked a girl who was fit and who could keep up with him. He would always kiss me, sleep in my bed and call me sweet things.

But he always fucked those girls. He wanted them.

Why does this feel like Deja vu. Maybe Damon forgot about the girls we used to go to school with. I was the first girl he saw when he came home, or when I came to him.

Used That's what I felt.

After staring at myself in the mirror for quite a long time I exited the bathroom and hoped that they had finished doing whatever they were doing. But they weren’t. She wasn't in his arms anymore, but she was leaning against the wall as Damon laughed along with her.

I stared at her with hatred as she arched her back and pushed her breasts out. Desperate or what.

I decided that I wasn't going to wait any longer. I passed by them; they didn't notice me since they were too busy catching up.

I opened up the boot of the car and grabbed my suitcases before hauling them across the road and catching a bus.

Sending a text to Damon was the only logical thing to do since he probably would panic when he realized, I was gone.

I barely made it up to my drive before I heard the screeching sound of a car pulling up outside my apartment.

When I glanced over, I saw Damon get out from the car and slam it behind him before he was walking towards me.

Shit.