Lucky You
Chapter 3
Damon
"Fuck you, you scum!" the girl shouted as Damon was pelted with eggs the yolk getting all over his camera. Fuck. That was going to take forever for him to get that shit out.
"I prefer my eggs scrambled but thank you for your consideration!" Damon yelled as the girl gave him the finger and returned to the restaurant, she had originally been in.
"Tough morning mate?" his best friend, Enzo asked as he slapped a hand to Damon's back careful not to touch the egg yolk that was still stuck there.
"The worst."
"Want to grab some lunch and talk about it?"
"Sure. What do I have to lose?"
Walking down the street, Enzo and Damon picked one of their favorite dinners as they sat down in the corner booth so they wouldn't be bothered as Damon took a sip of his coffee. Raw egg was still in his hair, but he chose to ignore it. He would wash up when he got back home.
"So, what happened mate? You said you've been having shitty day, so spill, what's going on?"
"It didn't start off as a shitty day."
"Why? What happened?"
"Promise you won't say anything. This doesn't leave this diner, or I will fuck you up and I won't even feel sorry."
"I promise, now spill. What's got you so wound up?"
"I slept with someone."
"Good with you. How is you banging a chick a bad thing?"
"The sex was amazing. That wasn't the issue. The issue was who I had sex with."
"And who would that be?"
"Have you ever heard of the singer Elena Gilbert?"
"No. Fucking. Way. You slept with Elena Gilbert. Tell me you aren't serious."
"I'm dead serious. What's up with her anyway? Is she famous or something?"
"She's only Hollywood's next up and coming star. How could you be in our line of work and not know who she is?"
"Maybe because her line of music isn't one, I listen to. Maybe she isn't famous as you think."
"Trust me. She is. You seriously didn't know who she was?"
"Maybe I just wanted to have an engaging conversation with a perfect stranger instead of thinking about my job for once."
"Well in that case, how was she?"
"She was one of the most enchanting people I have ever met. She was passionate, smart, and could engage in conversation that didn't make me want to stab my ear canals. I just wished her friend wouldn't have ruined our night. It was perfect until she knew who I was. Now I just cease to exist yet again." Damon answered as he stabbed his fork into his eggs.
"What if you weren't?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Do you like this girl?"
"Of course, I do, but that doesn't change that she now thinks I'm the scum of the earth."
"I know you Damon. You are far from the scum of the earth." Enzo answered saddened by Damon's response.
"To her I might as well be."
"Screw her then, she's no Rose." Enzo replied seeing the pain in Damon's face as he mentioned her name.
"No. I don't think anyone will be as good as Rose. Not by a long shot."
"Did you get flowers for tomorrow?" Enzo asked knowing that it would have been their three year anniversary if she hadn't died.
"I have to stop by the florist tomorrow. I thought I should give her ones that hadn't sat in our old apartment for the night."
Enzo nodded not sure what to say before the waitress came by to ask if they needed anything else.
"Just the check please." Enzo replied sending her a smile that made most women swoon.
"Don't hesitate to call me if you need me tomorrow." Enzo said with a smile as he paid the bill and they walked out of the diner. "And don't give up on love just because of your career choice. Rose and your mother wouldn't have wanted you to."
"I'll keep that in mind." He answered as him and Enzo parted ways and he went about his day pretending like he wasn't dead on the inside.