I immediately ran towards him worried, but not surprised. It wasn't a surprise for me that I found him in this situation. I wasn't surprised, shocked or anything, I was just genuinely worried and also so tired of all of this.

He wouldn't ever tell me what this was all about, why he was being treated like this and who the hell does this to him. When he wakes up this time, I'll make sure to not let him get away from me and my questions. We have to take care of this problem. Why doesn't he do anything?

His handsome face has become a canvas for a person bad at drawing. What the hell is wrong with your life Damon?

I didn't lose myself this time and started slapping him from both sides of his face. He wouldn't wake up. I ran back to the party and took a bottle of water from the table and splashed a little bit of water on his face hoping that it would help someway.

Not knowing what to do I went back to slapping him once again. Please, don't judge me, I didn't know what to do and if it didn't work one more time I was surely gonna call an ambulance. As this last slap was my last hope of saving him by myself, it was a pretty strong one and he immediately opened his eyes.

"Ouch Angel! Are you... sure you even... like me? What's with this slap? Were you trying to wake me up or were you trying to finish me off?" he said slightly getting up. I came closer to help him get on hit feet.

"Sorry...Did that hurt a lot? You can actually interpret my slap in another way. You can think that that's how much I wanted you to wake up."

"That interpretation won't work,"he said finally standing up.

"And this time you won't be able to escape my questions. Damon we really need to talk about this. Look at yourself. Look at what happened to you. Those same guys did that to you, didn't they?" I said touching the wound on his face.

"Angel, I actually don't want to talk about it. It's a guy's problem. You don't really have to know about it. Do you think that every guy goes on telling about his fights to his girlfriend?"

"First of all, those guys are stupid. Are you stupid too? Second of all, it's not just a common fight, they keep doing this to you. It's always the same people. And lastly, do you think that you're a weak man if you tell about your secrets to your girlfriend? Don't make me go to the police and tell them about these fights and you know that I'll do it," I said all of this without stopping for a second and looking straight into his eyes.

"Listen angel. Calm down, everything's fine. I just have a couple of problems and I'll take care of them soon. Don't worry about that and just live your life."

"I hope you don't want us to fight over this on the day we are celebrating our reconciliation," I said getting angrier, but still not raising my voice because I still didn't want anyone to know about this. But I also realized that it would be hard as all of his face looked like a child's drawing.

"Angel, we're closing this topic and we're not coming back to it, okay? I don't want to talk about it."

"Okay then, then celebrate our reconciliation alone because I'm going home," were my last words and I turned away from him walking towards the entrance of the hall.

I was already on the stairs when he came after me and caught my arm.

"Okay, okay angel, we'll talk about this, but let's not do it here. Let's go somewhere else."

"Are you really suggesting we leave from our own party?"

"As if you weren't just doing the same seconds ago," he said smiling at me.

I smiled in return and we started laughing together.

"You're right, let's go then, but we have to come back for the cake," I said taking his hand into mine and he nodded silently.

I texted Meggy to let her know that we were out and we were gonna come back soon. She asked me if everything was okay because she saw how Damon rushed after me and I told her that everything was fine. I also texted her to have fun and I would come back in a while.

Damon drove us to a shop, bought a couple of bottles of beer and we went to the roof of a building.

"You know, sometimes I don't understand you. You're afraid of heights, but here we are again, at the rooftop," I said with a confused face.

"Yeah I know, but rooftops also make me feel good too. I know it's weird, but I love how quiet it is here and how you can see the whole city from here. Plus, it's romantic and today is all about being romantic," he said winking at me.

We started walking towards the end of the roof and sat down there. Each of us took a bottle of beer and opened it.

"Ooooh wooow. Mr.Damon, you're becoming unrecognizable. I would like you to always stay romantic, not only today. You might think I'm just saying some girly nonsense, but romance really saves a lot. It can save the couples from fighting, having aggressive arguments and it saves them from coming to a moment where they don't love or like each other anymore."

"You're a smart one angel..." he said taking a sip of the beer.

"Are you being sarcastic now?"

"No, not really. Can I ask a question though?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"You're saying these things, about love and romance. Have you felt them? Did you love him?"

"You mean did I love Lucas?"

He nodded.

"You know I thought about this a lot in the past and when he came back to my life recently. I probably have because all of his flaws didn't matter to me, my day started and ended with thoughts about him."

I wanted to continue and talk about this a little more, but concluded from his actions that he wasn't expecting this answer and was already uncomfortable with this topic. He started taking bigger sips and more quickly.

"Do you want me to stop? Does this make you uncomfortable?"

"No, continue. I want and I need to know," he said not looking me in the eyes.

"Maybe I was also grateful that he loved me when no one did, when no one wanted. Yes, I was a little chubbier or maybe a lot chubbier than now, but it didn't change the person I was. Of course, it was impossible to want unconditional love from a high school boy. It wasn't impossible for me to want him not to pay attention to my looks, but I just loved the idea of being loved. I didn't know he didn't mean it and I loved being loved. My love towards him made me so happy that I didn't notice that he wasn't treating me that well and wasn't that careful towards me. I was just in love with the person that I created myself with his advantages and without his flaws," I said looking at him to try to see his feelings and thoughts on his face.

He lowered his eyes and I felt that he was hurt by my sentences as he was partly responsible for my pain.

"I'm sorry angel," he whispered without looking at me, "I'm sorry for doing that to you. I didn't know you felt like that...I didn't know you were hurting that much."

I turned his head to face me with my hand. I took my face into my hands.

"Damon...You don't have to say sorry anymore...We already talked about this, this has already been solved...Let go off that guilt, you're different now," I said caressing his cheeks with my thumbs.

"Thank you angel...thank you for forgiving me..." he said coming closer and kissing me.

It's so interesting how kisses with the same person can differ from each other depending on the situation you're in and depending on the emotional state you're both in. This time our kiss wasn't just like the kiss we had in the hall couple of hours ago, which was so romantic, so dreamy and indescribable. This one was full of pain, regret, forgiveness and strong emotions that wasn't said out loud yet. The message of this kiss was different.

"Can I ask a question too?"

"Sure, angel."

"Where's your family? I haven't seen them present in your life. You're not close with them?"

"Let's save that topic for another day. One hard topic a day," he said smiling sadly.

"Alright. Then tell me about this other situation you have with the guys dressed in black."

"I will, but first tell me how did you know it was them again? Did you see them come or leave?"

"I supposed and then you confirmed my suppositions. If I saw them come, I wouldn't have come at the last moment when you were unconscious."

"Interesting. What do you want to know then?"

"Everything. Start from the beginning. Who are they? Why are they doing all of this to you? Have they been doing this for years? Why can't you tell anyone about this?"

"You surely have a lot of questions. Well, they're a group of guys who do bad things for fun, except for killing people, as far as I know. Now that I think about it, I haven't ever asked them about murders. They're doing all of those things to relieve themselves from pain, vengeful feelings and anger. Back then I was in a complex emotional state and I really wanted to join them. I haven't ever seen their faces so I didn't know who they actually were, I just knew that they called themselves "Shadows," as everybody felt their presence, but has never actually seen anything besides their black silhouettes."

"God Damon...what have you got yourself in?" I said putting my head in my hands and then raising it back again, "How did you even got to know them? Where did you meet them?"

"I met one of them at the street when I was drinking insanely because of some personal issues, he was probably at one of their missions. He started talking to me and then suggested me to join them and I agreed, I didn't have a reason not to, I was hopeless. There were a couple of steps you had to take in order to join them. The first one was calling 15 girls on a date and then not showing up. The next one was breaking 10 cars and not getting caught. The third one punching 7 strangers and stuff like that. I actually don't want to talk about the others."

"Others? How many stages were there?" I said shocked not believing my eyes.

"There were 5 stages and I was at the last one, but then I stopped in the middle and they didn't like that. They couldn't let go off the fact that I didn't want to continue anymore, that I didn't want to be part of it anymore. It was all thanks to you Angel. You gave me a good, valid and important reason to live."

"Damon...I'm so happy to hear that...By the way what was that last stage... You didn't tell me about the 4th one either."

"I promise I'll tell you about them one day, but just not today. It's already hard for me. I can't do this today."

"Okay okay. I'm sorry, I'm not being considerate of this sensitive topic at all. So, now that you don't want to continue anymore they are trying to take revenge and tell you that you can't go back on your word that easily. Is that what it is?"

"Yeah."

"Don't worry baby, we'll figure something out. Please just be strong before that. I'm with you and I'll always be with you, by your side. I'll fight with you and I'll fight for you. I'm not afraid of those jerks, I really am not. Just don't worry about that, I'm sure we'll be able to figure something out," I said kissing his cheek.

He turned his head and started looking me with such loving eyes that I wanted to melt and I think at some point I did because I couldn't think properly. His eyes got me speechless.

"Why didn't I meet YOU on that night instead?"

That one phrase meant so much to me. It was more than hundreds of other words. I hugged him so tightly...I didn't want to let him go. And now we weren't only embracing each others bodies, but we were embracing each other's vulnerabilities, insecurities, pasts, regrets, pains and imperfections.

After that we decided to get drunk and then after that come back to our party. We were in a better mood and it wasn't only because of the beer, but also because of the talk that brought us so much closer.

It was the time for our cake. I was the one who came up with the cake idea. It was us sitting on top of the cake, face-to-face and Damon hugging me and kinda bringing me closer with his hand. There were also little hearts on the cake. There were strawberries inside the cake as to me it was the most "romantic" berry, to me it is associated with romance the most to me.

We danced to a couple more romantic songs. This time Elijah was dancing with Shay too, maybe because she felt that she was completely alone, without a date. Owen danced wit so many girls that I lost count. I wondered how they even agreed to dance with him and his dumbness. Meggy was dancing with Julian and was pretty happy, which was the most important factor.

After those romantic "couple" songs I was ready to have a solo dance. I closed my eyes and was dancing to the music like there was no tomorrow. I was so happy that I wanted to dance, dance, dance and dance again. I felt someone's hands on my waist and started dancing holding them tight, still not opening my eyes.

I don't know what made me turn towards the owner of those hands and open my eyes. It was Lucas. It was FREAKING LUCAS. I pushed away his hands and then saw that Damon saw us from the opposite part of the hall and that was it.

The DJ hasn't noticed all of this and put another slow song. It was such a romantic and dramatic moment when Damon's fist clashed with Lucas' face. Such a bromance moment. He then, pushed Lucas and they both fell to the floor, on each other.

I won't lie and say I wasn't angry because of this situation, but I couldn't also not laugh looking at them hugging each other on the floor with Ed Sheeran's Perfect playing at the background.

No Ed, this is not perfect at all.

This party just couldn't go smoothly.

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Published on 24.09.20