"Hey......you," I just don't feel like calling her mom right now...or at all

I don't even know exactly why she's calling me, it could possibly be something related to what she wanted to say last time when I made up that excuse to end the conversation quickly.

I lay back on my bed prepping myself for the hopefully few minutes of talking to my mother. I don't have the energy for this especially since I'm from having three fucking classes and didn't understanding shit because of all the days I didn't go for my lessons.

"Vanessa, I was wondering if you would be home next week" I was planning on using those two weeks to reflect.......not really, I was hoping though to go with Damon maybe meet his family or some shit but I also don't want to come across as clingy

But really what's so clingy about wanting to be with the person that makes you happy without even trying all the time

"Vanessa are you even listening?"

"Honestly no,"

She sighs dramatically, I guess that's where I got it from.....hey at least I got one trait from her. With the way she's talking it's as if she's trying not to lose her cool meaning there's something I have that she wants

"As I was saying, you will be coming home next week,"

"I've got plans,"

"I am your moth-"

"You stopped being that a long time ago," I mutter cutting her off as I close my eyes.

"I will not hesitate to tell everyone what type of shit you've done so I suggest you come home," now there's the bitch I know

"There's no one to tell, remember how your so called son and Ashley made sure of that?" I'm not going to tell her about these guys, they're the only good thing I have at the moment

"You think I don't know about your new found friends," shit, fucking ass shit

"Which new found friends?" I ask as I shoot up into a sitting position.

Maybe it's that picture of all of us that Camilla took and posted on Instagram, but my mom doesn't use Instagram......I doubt she even knows it exists

"Oh don't play dumb, news spread quickly," it's fucking Sam, that little shit

He's probably the one who fucking told her but how does he know? Unless it's not him that told her.... actually I don't fucking care anymore if she knows anyway

"I'm not coming,"

"Its a dinner where your father along with his new wife and Mark will be attending," she's completely disregarding what I just fucking said.

I get it now though, Mark and I get along great and it's quite clear that he doesn't like Sam so me being there helps with her getting her crush to like her, then comes the fact that she wants to look perfect infront of my dad. To show him that he didn't- couldn't break her but he did and I don't know if this makes me a fucking asshole but the day I found out they were getting a divorce I couldn't be more happier. She's always gotten what she wanted and finally one thing not going well for her she lost it, and took it out on me even more

"Oh and if you don't come you know the consequences," she says

"Oh fuck of-" she cut the call.......she really fucking cut the call! She can fucking watch me not come......if that's possible

I grip my phone tightly before making a movement to throw it to the wall but soon remember how I don't have money to buy a new one so I just settle with chucking it onto the bed

"Van?" fuck I forgot the guys were here, I turn around and see them standing by the door.

"Sup," just play it off,maybe they didn't hear me.......screaming at my mother.

I grab my shoes and walk past them but they quickly follow with Josh managing to grab my wrist and turn me around

"What the fuck was that?"

"What the fuck was what?" I say furrowing my brows with pained smile on my face, I was hopeful that it would mask all the anger, sadness and utter hatred I'm feeling at the moment

"Van we're being serious here, are you okay and who were you fucking talking to?"

"Just give us the name and it will be sorted,"

"And maybe a facial description aswell,"

"Oooh and don't forget the-"

"Guys it's okay, I'm okay....everything's okay! You don't really have to do anything, there really is no need for that. It's not even that big of a deal," I say giving them another forced smile before heading out of the dorm, mistakenly slamming the door on my way out

I feel like such a hypocrite, here I am begging to know what the fuck is going on when they just up and leave and I still am not telling them about whats going in my life- or rather what used to happen

I'll just tell them when they're telling me but it is quite scary knowing that they all will know the dark shit that happened to me, that I've tried to forget but it all seems to follow me everywhere.

Angry tears fall down my face, and as I go to wipe them off quickly a hand grips my own, I look up with my vision slightly blurry but I'm able to identify who it is, Malcolm.

"Vanessa are you okay,"

I am crying visibly tears of sadness, of course I'm not okay!

Okay calm down he's just concerned that's a good thing, having people that care for your well-being.......I should atleast be nice

"Uhm yeah, yeah definitely uhh see you around?" I say quickly turning to go away from him but he pulls me back and into a hug

Shit

He holds me tightly and all I do is pat his back awkwardly. It's no longer than 15 seconds- I actually counted, before he's ripped away from me and slammed into a near wall by Damon who comes out of no where

Damon mutters some words to him before letting him go and turning towards me with his eyes, shades darker, boring into my own,it's as if he's looking into my soul and seeing how vulnerable and full of pain it is.

"My car, now" he says walking past me and I follow him silently, still very ticked off by everything, we walk towards the parking lot with me turning back towards Malcom and mouthing a sorry........he is my partner for that project so I kinda don't want to do it with someone who hates me.

Damon opens the passenger door of a red truck and I give him a confused look as I get in crossing my arms over my chest.

"Its Drew's," he mutters then I just nod letting the silence sink in

"Whats wrong," he finally asks

"Not-,"

"Don't bullshit me, why were you crying? Is it that Malcolm guy? If he did som-,"

"Its not him, it's m-"

"Your mom," he finishes

I side glance him with a slightly shocked expression but nod nonetheless

"Whatever she fucking did or said it doesn't matter cause you have me, the guys and Camilla right there with you. You just have to let us know what exactly is happening," he whispers the last part leaning in, his hot breath fanning my cheek making me all mushy inside. His lips briefly come in contact with my cheek.

"Thanks and I-I'll tell you, all of you," well I've already promised to do it but I wasn't exactly planning on telling them this......

"Only when you're ready," he mutters before shutting the door and quickly going to the driver's side

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see," he says tangling out fingers together

**********

Somewhere along it all I fell asleep with my hand holding Damon's tightly. It was only when I heard shuffling that I woke up.

I peer out the window and see that the sun had set and a bright full moon and infinite mesmerizing stars had taken its place.

"Where are we?" I mumble yawning

He doesn't answer but guides me to the back of the truck......oh shit

He had put blankets and pillows all around it, he even put lights around it....wait are those-

"Are those from my room?" I ask a hint of a smile on playing on my lips.

"Uhh shit- yeah they are I-"

"Hey it's alright I love it, thank you" I say wrapping my arms around his torso and giving his lips a quick peck.

I get in and he follows behind me. I then lay my head on a pillow and look up. I never paid attention when my dad was telling me about the stars , I thought it was stupid but as I grew older I ended up falling in love with it but sadly it was right about the time he left.

So I don't really remember most of the constellations

"Its beautiful isn't it?" I question as Damon lays down next to me.

I notice him turn to look at me, his eyes staring at the side of my face intently before answering,"Yeah you are,"

"That wasn't the question,"

"I know," I turn towards him not realizing how close we actually were, if I even move just a little bit our lips will meet and I doubt I'll be able stop what happens after that.

"Whats your favourite colour?" I ask instead of leaning in

"Its the colour of your eyes," he mutters looking directly at my lips

Huh weird he's eye colour is also my favourite colour.

"Hmm........why aren't you asking me?"

"Cause I already know," I sit up at this and look down at him

"Okay then what is it?"

"Grey,"

I don't remember telling him......

"How did you know,"

"Whenever I got you ice cream you always chose your favourite colour which was green but you soon started choosing grey," how did he fucking notice that

Wait if he pays that much attention to every little thing I do then- oh shit. I've pulled out wedgies like literally put my hand deep in, I've eaten food that fell on the ground- it was because of the five second rule don't judge me and worst of all I- I shitttttt.

Oh fuck me, my cheeks redden with embarrassment and he chuckles at that before propping his elbow up and pulling my face closer to his.

"You're cute when you're embarrassed"

"Says the guy who watches me like a creep," I joke and that's when I see his turn a shade of pink

"Are you blushing?" I state starting to crack up

"Stop it,"

"Awwww you're so cute when you're embarrassed," I mock and I'm quickly put down with his body going on top of me

"I don't blush," he mutters

I bite my lip loving the position we're in at the moment. He stares down at me and I feel him getting harder the more he presses his body against mine. That simple action alone makes me wet and crave for him to be inside of me.

I let out a small moan as he slowly starts grinding on me,"Damon," I whine

"What do you want?" he taunts me knowing exactly what I want

"I want you," the moment I say that he gets off of me and just lays next to me as if nothing happened

"What the- ughhh Damon," I groan earning a small chuckle from him

His slips his hand into my jeans and he starts moving his finger in a circular motion over my lace underwear. He quickens his pace earning a moan from me

"Tell me what you want exactly," he says not stopping anything but actually adding on to my pleasure by leaving kisses on my jaw

"I want yo-you to fuck my brains out,"

He slowly reaches for the hem of my t-shirt before removing it leaving me bare only my bra covering my boobs, he then unbuttons my jeans and pulls them down, his fingers feeling cold against my skin as he moves down with them.

He then grabs my underwear and doesn't bother taking them off but rips them instead. I couldn't care less at the moment cause I needed to feel him in me.

His middle finger enters inside of me and it's not long before a second one does the same,he moves slowly at first, in and out of me before increasing and adding another. Fucking hell

"Mhm Damon," I moan

I just couldn't hold it in anymore I had to- so I did, I came on his fingers and once I had finished he brought them up to his mouth his gaze pinned on mine and licks his fingers.

"You taste so good sweetcheeks," He says kissing my already throbbing pussy

While still breathing heavily I manage to mutter a cocky"I know," earning a smirk from him

He comes up and kisses me deeply before removing his own clothes rather quickly. I hear him rip open something before he's positioning himself in between my wide open legs

He goes into me slowly which only made me want him more, he doesn't fully go in before pulling out, repeating the same thing once again only increasing my hunger for him.

I couldn't take it anymore, the teasing...fuck

"Stop it" I whine

He smirks cockily at my begging state before slamming into me and a loud moan erupts from deep within me.

"Ohh fuck!"

He lays his head on the crook of my neck as he continues slamming inside of me. My hands gripping his well defined back with my nails digging in his skin most probably leaving marks

His groans and moans are all what my ears hear as I arch my back pressing myself onto him even more.

"Fuck!"

With each merciless thrust my orgasm only nears.

"I-I'm c-close," I end up moaning out

And that's where I let go and came on his dick with him following suit shortly after.

"Turn around" he whispers his heavy breath fanning my side profile.

***********

"I'm leaving," Damon says as he tightens his grip on me

We were still in the back of the car, the sky filled with stars our company and the blankets and each other our source of warmth and comfort

"What do you mean you're leaving?" I ask only lifting up my head from his chest to look at his face.

"I have to go somewhere for a few days,"

"What exactly is a few days,"

"A week at most especially if it goes well," he answers muttering the last part.

"Whats it for?"

"I can't say much, it's just family business," he mutters and I sit up not ashamed to show off my nudity to him anymore

"You've got to be fucking shitting me," I mumble,"You'll be back though right" I say a little bit louder

"Ofcourse," he says

"When are you going?"

"Tomorrow," he mutters not looking me in the eye but at my boobs

I let out a deep sigh as I digest this information, fuck-okay it has to be important whatever it is.....and soon I'll be knowing everything including this hopefully so I'll be okay and he'll not get hurt

I lay back down on him and he kisses my forehead before mumbling "I'm sorry,"

There's nothing to apologise for

"I just figured this out.......let's say on average we fuck two to three times a day so if you are gone for a whole week we have to make up for all the sex we would've missed don't you think?"

His eyes visibly turned a shade darker at my suggestion and I take the liberty of initiating it all by getting on top of him.

"Fuck yes," he agrees