Damon should be here any minute now. We decided that he’d to come over at 6:00, giving him time to have supper first.
As I waited for him my mind went back to Environmental Awareness class today. Damon was in class early, and once I got there he decided to strike up a conversation with me.
Why? I have no idea.
But the really confusing part was that I actually enjoyed our conversation. Way more than I should have.
What’s wrong with me?
And then I invite him over?
But that part makes more sense since my parents are gone tonight and I’m home alone.
I couldn’t handle being alone in fear that he would somehow come back.
Earlier this morning I asked Garrett to sleep over but his family is over so he can’t.
So I had no choice but to invite Damon over, even if he was only staying for a little while. At least I won’t be alone the whole evening. It’s better than nothing.
Three loud knocks at the front door brought me out of my thoughts and back to reality.
I rushed to the door and opened it to reveal a smiling Damon.
“I think I left my camera here last time.” Was his greeting words.
“Well hello to you too.” I said sarcastically, moving aside so he could come in.
He took a quick look around before facing me. “Are you alone?” He asked.
“Yeah, until tomorrow.” I answered uneasily.
I tried to hide the fear in my voice but failed miserably.
“You don’t like staying home alone?” he asked, clearly catching on.
“Uh, no. Not really.” I told him truthfully, shaking my head and internally face palming for telling him one of my weaknesses.
“Me too.” he said, giving me a reassuring smile.
I looked up into his eyes to see that he was being serious, not teasing me like I though he would.
“Anyway, we should start recording.” I suggested, turning on my heals and making my way upstairs, effectively changing the subject.
Once we were in my room I took out his camera and gave it to him to set up. I’m too lazy to do that.
He set it up silently as I filled up a watering can and placed Antonio in the sun by my window.
“Okay, I’ll nod when I want you to start.” Damon told me.
I watched him for the signal, and when he nodded I did my daily routine for Antonio.
Once I was done I flopped down onto my bed.
“What, no talking to the tree today?” he teased.
“Not this time.” I mumbled.
He shut off his camera and placed it on the table beside my bed before taking a seat next to me.
“Wanna play a game?” Damon suddenly asked, a glimmer of excitement sparking in his eyes that reminded me of a little kid.
“What do you have in mind?” I asked, getting a little excited myself.
“Never have I ever.” he practically sang.
“Isn’t that a drinking game?” I asked.
“Well ya, but we could use juice or food or something.
“Okay.” I agreed.
We made our way downstairs and into the kitchen where I pulled out Hershey Kisses for us to use in the game.
“I’m guessing you know the rules, say something that you’ve never done and if the other person has done that then they, in our case, eat a chocolate.” Damon clarified, to make sure we were on the same page with this game.
I nodded in understanding and the game started.
“Never have I ever been kicked out of a store.” Damon started.
I took a Kiss and ate it.
He game me a quizzical look so I explained, “Garrett and I were at the mall, in the dollar store, and we found these cool air horns, so we started going up behind people and blowing them in the ear to scare the crap out of them. After a while security was called and we were kicked out.”
He chuckled “Good one.”
Okay now it’s my turn, what should I ask?
“Never have I ever, hmm let’s see, never have I ever pole danced.”
Shockingly, Damon snatched a kiss and popped it into his mouth.
“You better explain this one.” I all but commanded.
“Okay so me and some of the jocks were in one of their older sister’s basement and we were really bored. So we started playing truth or dare.
“When it was my turn I picked dare and they dared me to pole dance on their sisters pole, so I did it.” he explained, his cheeks turning a slight shade of pink.
I laughed and laughed just picturing Damon pole dancing.
“Anyway, Never have I ever went skinny dipping.” Damon said, changing the topic.
I smirked at him and tool a kiss from the middle, tossing it into my mouth.
“Okay this, I gotta hear.” Damon muttered, more to himself than to me.
“Last summer I was hanging out with Garrett and some of his friends, we were all drinking and stuff, and at midnight we were all just drunk enough to come up with the idea if skinny dipping. I don’t really remember much from that night but I know that it happened.” I told him.
“Okay, your turn.” Damon said, amusement dripping from his tone.
“Never have I ever had phone sex.” I said.
He stared at me wide eyed, like a deer caught in the headlights, then he slowly reached forward and took a kiss.
“Okay ew, I don’t even want to hear about that one.” I said, my face scrunching up in disgust.
“Good choice, anyways, never have I ever had sex with a guy.”
Now it was my turn to stare at him, wide eyed.
Then suddenly everything around me faded away.
“You filthy whore! You’ll let other guys have their way with you but not me, the guy you love?” he screamed as he took a fistful of my hair and threw me to the cement floor in his basement.
I’ve been trapped down here for about a month now, so by now the floors were no longer a faded cement grey, but instead a dark red from all the blood I’ve lost.
I cowered away from him as he loomed above me, ready to beat me some more.
“Am I not good enough for you? Is that it?” he asked, deathly quiet and calm, but I could see the rage in his black eyes.
I’ve tried to tell him time and time again that I didn’t cheat on him but he wouldn’t listen.
“Well you know what? I’m not gonna wait any longer to have you, I’ve waited long enough and you’ve been ungrateful so I’ll punish you for it.” he told me.
I didn’t dare say a word as he forced himself on me, ripping off his clothes and groping me.
I just laid there stiffly, silent tears streaming down my face.
Then he ripped off my clothes and robbed me of the one thing I had left.
“Sophia?” Someone called.
“Sophia, earth to Sophia.” They called again, sounding closer this time.
I heard a snapping sound that took me out of my flashback and back to reality.
“Hey, are you okay, you spaced out and looked pretty scared.” Damon asked, concern laced his voice.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I mumbled, now in a bad mood due to my flashback.
Now more than ever, I didn’t want to be home alone tonight.
Even if Damon wasn’t sleeping over, I could always find things to do to make him stay longer.
“Uh, you said that something you would play an instrument for me sometime, wanna do that now?” I asked hopefully.
“Sure, but do you have any?” He replied.
“Yeah, follow me.” I said.
We walked upstairs to my special room that all my instruments were.
“Woah.” Damon whispered to himself.
I smiled and waved a hand around the room, “Pick what you want to play.”
He sat down at my piano and cracked his knuckles. Then he placed his hands in the keys and started to play.
I immediately recognize what he was playing as flight of the bumblebee. I just mastered that one myself, it was a difficult piece, it’s really fast and you need to move your fingers at an inhuman like speed.
Once he was done that song he started playing When I was your man by Bruno Mars.
Once he was done playing that song he turned to look at me as I clapped. He’s a really talented musician.
“Do you play?” he asked.
I nodded my head and sat down on the bench beside him. I started to play rivers flow in you forgetting for a moment that he was even in here with me.
He clapped when I finished the song and looked at me with a strange expression that I couldn’t place.
“You’re really talented, why aren’t you in any music clubs at school or anything?” He asked.
“I could be asking you that same thing, but to answer your question, I like having something that’s mine, that I don’t have to share with the rest if the school.” I told him.
He nodded in agreement, “The people at our school really are nosey, they always know everything about us, so having something that they don’t know about makes it all the more special.”
“Exactly.” I agreed.
“So do you sing too?” He asked after a short moment of silence.
“Not really.” I tell him, I do sing, just not for people.
“I bet you’re really good.” he stated.
I shook my head, “I don’t sing for people.”
I took a moment to think, then suddenly, as if a lightbulb went off, his whole face lightened like he had the best idea I the world.
“How about I play piano, and we both sing together.” he suggests.
I hesitate, what if I’m bad and he makes fun of me? But then again no ones ever told me I was a bad singer and what if its him that’s an awful singer?
I finally nodded my head and he started playing hallelujah. I love this song!
I grinned at him before starting the song.
I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Then for the next part we sang together.
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
We sang sounding perfect together. He had a beautiful voice, smooth and deep but not too deep, and he could hit the high notes perfectly.
He looked over at me and smiled, lifting his hands off the piano so the music stopped.
“You have a beautiful voice.” he complimented, sincerity burning in his beautiful green eyes.
“So do you.” I complimented back.
We sat there, smiling at each other like fools, then Damon’s face went serious.
My smile dropped in confusion at Damon’s suddenly seriousness.
I look into his eyes, as they traveled down my face and landed on my lips.
My lips parted ever so slightly as I took in a sharp, yet silent intake of breath.
My eyes had a mind of their own and found their way to Damon’s lips.
I never noticed how nice and full his lips are, they just look so soft and kissable.
My eyes quickly met his again, which were still staring intently at my lips.
Then, slowly, Damon’s eyes closed, and he started to inch closer to me.
I froze, staring at him wide eyes as he came closer and closer.
Why aren’t I moving? I have a boyfriend! Move Sophia move!
But I don’t want to move, some small, messed up part of me wanted Damon to kiss me.
Now his lips were only millimetres from mine, and I was just about to lean in the rest of they way so our lips would finally connect, when my phone started ringing.
We both jumped away from each other, our cheeks rosy red from embarrassment at what just happened.
We, Damon, my sworn enemy, and I, were about to kiss.
But I didn’t have time to freak out about it because my phone was still obnoxiously going off from inside my back pocket.
I pulled it out and answered it without checking the caller ID.
“Hey babe.” Dylan greeted.
“What’s up?” I asked causally, like I hadn’t just almost kissed my boyfriends best friend.
“Nothing, I just wanted to hear your voice.” He told me.
I would have felt flattered if I didn’t think that what he was saying was total bullshit.
“That’s cool.” I said awkwardly, not knowing how to reply to what he said.
“Yeah.” he agreed.
“Well, uh, I was just heading to bed, so I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said, trying to end this phone call.
“Okay, see ya later babe.” he said and hung up.
I let out a sigh and turned to face Damon.
He was looking at me curiously, but not meeting my eyes.
“Dylan.” I said, so he wouldn’t have to wonder who called anymore, I could see it in his eyes the he wanted to know.
“So what’s your favourite movie?” I blurted, not being able to take the awkward silence that fell over us.
He gave me an amuse smile and answered “The blind side.”
“Me too!” I exclaimed excitedly.
It makes sense why he likes it, its a football movie, but its also a good movie for girls because its not just about football, it’s also about a family, loss and just everything that makes up a movie good.
“Wanna watch it?” I asked excitedly.
He nodded and chuckled at my sudden hyperness.
We walked back downstairs and Damon flopped down into the couch while I put on the movie.
Once it was playing I sat down beside him and we watched the movie in silence.
Half way through the movie I checked them time to see that it was already 10:45 p.m.
Holy crap, this is the longest Damon and I have been together without fighting.
And the more surprising thing was, I really enjoyed the time we spent together.
I looked over at Damon to see him sleeping. When did that happen?
Then an idea hit me, since Damon was asleep and it was so late, I’d just let him sleep here tonight, that way he wouldn’t have to wake up, an I wouldn’t have to be home alone.
I went to the closet and grabbed a pillow and blanket, then went back to the living room and placed Damon’s head on the pillow and pulled the blanket over him.
Feeling accomplished that I don’t wake him up, I happily walked upstairs and went to bed.
Today sure has been a weird day.