The Misadventures of Karina and Daemon

Chapter 2: N o s ta l g i a Continues

*5 days ago

1message receive from: Demon

Damon: Can we meet?

Me: No

Damon: Please. Don't do this to me.

Me: Don't do what?

Damon: Ignoring me. Hating me.

Me: I don't hate you. I don't ignore you. I simply don't have any business with you.

Damon: Sorry

Me: For what?

Damon: Hurting you.

Me: You didn't. I was stupid. Plain and simple.

Damon: Please don't think that

Me: Fuck off

Damon: Karina please.

Damon: Hey

Damon: Still there?

Calling... Demon

*4days ago

11:34 am 24 miscalls from Demon.

Alright. So he wants this. I'll give it to him.

Me: Meet me at the cul-de-sac across St. Sebastian's alley 9pm tomorrow. Damon: Wooow. Are you planning to salvage me?

Me: Can I?

Damon: Karina come on.

Me: My house. 6pm

No response. He maybe thought cul-de-sac was a better place than in the house of the person whose heart he slaughtered. I don't know what to feel. I feel every bone in my body was pulverize. I just lay there in bed in my day-old pajama. Mum and dad kept bringing me food. I ate them gradually. I told them it's difficult to swallow because my heart blocks the way in my throat. They said my heart is surrounded by ribs. If Damon broke my heart, then he would have hurt himself on the process because the ribs are hard and cutting. I know they were giving me a message but I won't accept it. HA! How could he be hurting now? He's not the one who make a fool of himself. God. I recalled every single day we were together back in college. God. I thought we're almost there. I never had a hint he was waiting for someone. All the while! He lies in my lap. He leans in my shoulder. We held hands. One couldn't think of me without thinking of him. I was there for him. He was there for me. God. What could have happened if I already told him in my 17th bday? Is it my fault I let myself be deceive? Or he was just a fucking asshole? Sorry God. God. I don't know what to think anymore. Well, tsss. It really depends. Now I got it suss. It depends if she'll come back and sweep him off his feet again. But WHY he let me feel that way???

*3days ago

1message receive from: Demon

1:00am

Damon: I'll be there

6:00pm

I was sitting in our library when dad came in with Damon. I looked at the door as soon as the knob turned. He entered and dad left but not without shoting Damon a menacing look. I knew that dad was not totally mad at him. He's mad with the situation. Damon stand opposite my couch. I just looked at him. It's not like before anymore. Every time I looked at him before this things happened, I feel comfort. I feel protected. Like I'll never have a bad hair day as long as he is there. That time, he's vague. I don't know him anymore. The atmosphere in the library feels like we were strangers. That nothing in our past 8years happened. He sat down. I almost said I didn't tell him so. But I restrained. He leaned forward and clasped his hands. I just stared blankly at him.