"What are you doing here?" Damon asked Kathleen as I took a seat behind him, he was all tense and rigid while Kathleen was all well composed; she was honestly beautiful, not because she looks like me or anything 'cause I personally don't think I'm 'beautiful'. There's something about her that radiates gracefulness and sophistication that exceeds mine . . . well, me 3 years ago at least.
"I wanted to say goodbye," she told him softly with a small smile gracing her flawless face, "Leaving so soon?" he grumbled sarcastically and I sighed; I don't even have the energy to be hurt anymore, "Yeah, I'm going to . . . settle down?" It came out more like a question and I could practically see Damon raising his brows in question.
She gave out a soft chuckle before looking down, "I found someone, D; he's human and I'm going to marry, get a job, maybe adopt some kids?" she suggested lightly and I shifted uncomfortably; Damon probably want that in someone, most people would want that; I know I cant give anyone that, I just. . .
"I didn't ask for your life story."
"Damon," she sighed, "I'm sorry, but the world moves on and you need to do so too. I-" "You know where I was; why didn't you find me? Did you pretend to want to be my friend just like your cousin pretended to-"
"Don't you dare," she hissed, "I'm your friend Damon, and as your friend; I'm telling you to move on." She took a calming breath and looked at him with sad eyes, "Katherine has plans, Damon; I don't know what the hell it is but I'm guessing it wont be good if you're still hung on her."
"I loved you guys," he spat back and she gave him a crushed look, "Goodbye, Damon."
And in a heartbeat; she was gone. Damon threw his glass across the room in frustration, "Damon-" "SHUT UP!" he screamed at me; I cringed as he sped towards me, "You're just a fucking reminder of her! You're a walking reminder of everything I lost and guess what? It kills me and I don't like it!" he yelled at my face, hurt stabbed me and I could feel tears brimming my eyes as he grabbed my shoulders roughly and pulled me up; oh my god. . .
He stared at me intensely and I cringed when he crushed my burn, "Damon, you're hurting me," I whimpered, his grip loosened and a guilty look took over. I painfully wrapped my arms around his neck as he collapsed into my arms; his face was buried on the crook of my neck as he tightly wrapped his arms around my tiny frame, "I just want everything to be fine," he whispered weakly, "I'm sorry." Oh Damon. . .
"Don't worry about it, D."
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