It Only Hurt When I'm Breathing
Chapter 4
Elena wrote in her notebook wanting to avoid the hardships of life when suddenly her notebook was shut and dragged away from her. She really hated when that happened, but she had been bullied so much that she had grown accustomed to it. She looked up to see who the culprit was and was shocked to see Damon holding her notebook to his chest. Well she guessed that she couldn't keep fooling herself into believing that Damon actually gave a shit about her, but at least now attempting suicide would be easier on her.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Well I was writing in my notebook, but now I guess I'm listening to you."
"Good, because I was wondering if you wanted to hang out."
"With you?"
"Do you see anyone else around here?"
She rolled her eyes and got up to go over to him.
"Fine I guess."
Damon and her started walking when the conversation turned deep.
"So Gilbert. Why is a girl like you wanting to commit suicide?"
"If you knew about my life you would understand why I want to end it."
"Enlighten me then. Make me understand why you should end it."
"Because my mom sucks ass."
He laughed. Elena had to admit it was a nice laugh.
"What makes your mother so bad?"
"Well unlike most mothers their daughters claim are bitches my mother actually is one. "
"again I ask what does she do?"
"She is actually a prostitute who beats me senseless and pimps me out to her john who rape me if I'm not willing."
"That's horrible."
"Yeah."
"Have you ever had a real relationship before?"
"No actually, but with a mother like mine who needs a relationship."
Damon stopped and tries to hug her, but she pulled away. She didn't need that right now.
"Okay if we're going to be friends you can't do that."
"Do what?"
"Hug me when you think it's appropriate."
"Noted. No hugging. Got it."
Elena looked down at her watch and sighed. It was time for her to go home.
"I have to go home. Thanks for whatever this was."
"I enjoyed hanging out with you Elena."
She smiled. "You'd be the first."
She walked away and went back home to her less than perfect world.
