Chapter 14

                ‘Goodbye Psycho’ Damon’s voice faded in my ears but it sounded right against the phone. For a second, I thought I was hearing things.

                “I’m trying to get some sleep,” I could even hear his voice crackle because of the crappy phone I had. Blood rushed into my cheeks and spread across all over my face.

               “Damon,” I whisper, his name barely making it past my lips. My mouth widely opened in shock and my fingers became slippery loosing hold of my cell-phone. I could feel my own heartbeat pounding against my chest.

             “Bye...!” Damon gives a sarcastic happy tone threw the phone. I finally blink and yell out “No...! Wait...! Damon, oh my... You’re alive. I’m so glad you alive!” My voice was at the weakest as it could be. Hot tears were forming up in my eyes. The fear was disappearing but now I was felt with too much excitement.

            “Yea... I am,” He dryly responds “Why do you sound surprised? Is there something wrong with your voice?” A smile slipped across my lips and I ran to the door. My hand reaches for the door knob and opens it. I was going to hot wire a car to get to Damon if I had to.

           “Because they said you might not live! Thank you so much for living! I’m so sorry. You didn’t have to do that for me. Don’t ever do it again, promise me or I will go Psycho on you like I did on Lucian!” I threatened and I tripped on the way to the front door of my apartment. There was silence over the phone. I easily stand up again.

           “What are you talking about?” Damon calmly asks.

          “Right... You wouldn’t know about Lucian,” I mutter under my breath and slip on my shoes while at it. It was seven o’clock and I couldn’t care less about being dead on tired. I had to go see Damon alive.

          “I’ll be right there,” I tell Damon.

           “I’m trying to sleep. It’s freaking early psycho,” Damon says threw his teeth and then relaxes his voice with honesty “But... I wouldn’t mind seeing you breathing.” I smile brightly and then I reach for my keys, under the mattress.

           “I’ll meet you there, bye demon,” I tease back and he hangs up. A firm grip was onto my wrist that was grabbing for the key. I heavily breathe out and stand up, facing my griper. Seth looked at me with a hard tight mask on him to hide his true emotions. Whenever he felt so much emotion, he gives an emotionless face.

          “Don’t go,” He harshly says it.

          “Seth...” It started sweet and turned into rage “How fucking dare you not tell me Damon was out of the coma!?” I gave him one of the hardest glares I could give to a person. His teeth were clenched and he wouldn’t let his grip loosen from me. We stare into each other’s eyes but not with passion, no it was rage, hurt and lost. We had long minutes of silence just staring.

        “Let go of me,” I told him.

         “No,” He firmly says with a strong painful grip.

          “Don’t make me hurt you,” I threaten.

          “I never had a chance...?” He brings up with a sorrow hurt voice. My face grew pale and my mouth open to explain what he had heard. He heard me talk to Lucian. Did he hear the rest of it? He had to...

         “That was-“I began. He loses his grip of me.

          “-If you wanted him, you could have fucking told me a long time ago!” Seth yelled taking steps back. I felt a deep pain throb into my chest. This fight is not over.

          “Maybe a long time ago but not now...! Didn’t you hear the rest of the conversation that I had with Lucian? Don’t you see that I love you and Damon is just a friend?” I fought back with a calm voice. Though, the damage was done wasn’t it?

          “I see it Lexis!” Seth snaps, moving his hand across the chair “I’m not blind! I’m not him!” Another stab right in my chest...! When was this pain ever going to stop? How could Seth not tell me that Damon was awake and now is jealous of him for no freaking reason! I don’t see Damon in him.

          “Seth I’m not seeing Damon in you!” I yell out “Why do you think- why...? Do you have to make things complicated? Is it so freaking wrong to be happy that he’s alive? And then you hide it from me!?” Weakness was shown threw my voice and eyes. I couldn’t help it. I was worried like hell about Damon and then Seth does this to me.

           “It’s not about him being alive! It’s about us! As soon as I come to visit you at the hospital, say I love you and then tell me we have to go find Damon,”

            “Seriously...? You’re jealous of him!? I just woke up from him saving my ass and of course I’ll be worried and want to check up on how he is. We’re just friends! We ruined our relationship with each other a year ago, when I let you kiss me, and he telling you lies. We got abusive with each other. I and he are over!”

          “So it’s a bad thing to kiss me?”

          “No...!” I scream “Damon came over around that time, and saw me kissing you. We were getting really close at that time... and Damon felt rejected. It’s a long story but we’re done.”

          “Are you ever going to finish playing around with me? Cause the more Damon is around, the more you start acting like him,”

         “Are you saying I’m a player?” I sarcastically laugh.

        “Wow, she’s not blind for once!” Seth rolls his eyes.

        “Jerk,”

        “Bitch,”

        “Yea, because I go fuck every guy I see or make out with them. I think you’ve confusion me with my sister. If you see her in me so much, than why don’t you just date her?” I challenge. Seth stood silent at my remark. Did he suddenly see where I was getting at?

         “I’m tired of seeing you with him,”

         “I’m not with him! I’m with you,”

        “But you see-“

         “-You’re not Damon, Seth. You’re sweet, always there for me, my equal, make me feel better when nothing else can. Damon, broke my heart, told me lies, drinks, and makes me laugh by torturing each other and calls me psycho... You’re both opposite to me. I can’t mistake you for him,” I promise in a more calmed voice. Seth’s eyes soften but I could still read the hurt in his eyes. Not telling me was his way of trying to hold on to me. What he did was wrong but at least he didn’t do it because he wanted to anger me. He pulls me close and I lean forward and gave him a long lasting kiss. The swills in my stomach returned and I felt as if I was kissing someone else. Not Damon but like a whole different way of seeing Seth. As long as Seth is the controller of the game, the demon will never get to play. We separate.

        “I’m afraid of losing you,” Seth admits.

         “You won’t,” I promise and turn to the door “...but I’m still going.”

         “Yea... I know,” Seth purses his lips.

          “You’re not going to be jealous this time?” I ask.

          “I’m not jealous of him.”

         “Sure...”

         “Lexis, honestly, I’m not. I just don’t want you to see somebody else in me,”

          “If I’m seeing Damon in you, you’re seeing Daphne in me,” I play back.

         “Sorry I didn’t tell you... And I didn’t mean about calling you a player and a bitch,” Seth apologizes.

        “It’s fine... Next time, give me the news if somebody is dead,”

        “Dead...?” Seth questions.

        “Like, suddenly Daphne dies,” I tell him. He scoffs and then laughs.

         “Love you, and I’m honestly sorry” He says.

         “Love ya too,” I tell him. I honestly do. I gave him one quick kiss and walk out into the apartment hallway. My lips felt tingly after kissing Seth. I never felt this before with him. Maybe this time was different...?

Damon POV

                                                                  Three. Days.

                                                 It’s. Been. Three. Freaking. Days.

I get no visit from Psycho and I saved her life.

                                                               Three. Days!

You’d think she’d be more grateful and worship me or something. Do psychos worship anything?

                                            72 hours 18 minutes 46.31464332 seconds!

I lay my head gently onto the pillow behind me. It ached like hell and yet I don’t even get a phone call!

                                                                       Zero!

                                                                      Natta!

                                                                       Zip!

               Lucian has attempted to call Lexis for the past three days. He says nobody has respond and complains about staying around me. I told him that his fiancé-soon to be wife-owes me money for a new Ferrari. Unless he and his fiancé make it up to me, I will sue them for every penny they own! They hurt my baby, me, and almost killed Lexis. Most importantly- my baby! My precious car...

             “Lucian,” I call. He was sleeping on the chair beside my bed. I refused to let him stay around his fiancé. The first day I woke up, I called an assassin to murder his fiancé. I told Lucian, and he said he’d be my servant, give me royal treatment until I felt like he could stop. Yesterday, I called the assassin off but as soon as I feel a little of betrayal; it’s off with her head. The prince of England is my servant. This could be helpful.

           “Lucian!” I yell out and hit him over the shoulder with whatever strength I have left. He gasps out loudly and yells out in pain. Correction: Almost all strength I own.

           “What...?” Lucian asks threw his teeth.

           “Call Lexis at ten o’clock,” I tell him.

           “Fine,” He says threw his teeth and glances at the clock “Its five o’clock in the morning.” He sounds as if I care.

            “I know,” I tell him.

            “Why are you waking me up at five in the morn if you want to call Lexis at ten?” He asks.

            “Because I have your fiancé’s life at the press of my finger and a threat to sue you,” I remind him.

             “Right... You are obsessed with Lexis,” He insults me. Again, he makes it sounds as if I care what he thinks of me. As soon as I woke up, I questioned the nurses, doctors, a cancer patient, and some FBI agents, asking if she was alive and breathing. I remember seeing the head lights up ahead and watched the car glass ready to make impact. I pulled her close to me and hid her head. I wasn’t sure if she was okay. Turns out....

She’s alive.

                With Seth.

                               And happy.

            “I’m not...” I deny to Lucian.

            “You literately tore the hospital apart asking where she was,” Lucian pointed out.

              “I do not recall that,” I fake his British accent. No really... I do not remember that.

              “That’s because after you threatened the Martians, they body slammed you against the wall and you got knocked out again and don't remember” Lucian strictly says ignoring my mockery. Martians...?

              “Martians...?” I ask “What...?” Never mind, I don't even want to know.

               “Nazi’s, French men... but they’re really Martians, they can copy every accent possible,” Lucian educates me. Was Lucian in the car too? He may have lost his brain cells.

              “Get some sleep,” I tell him.

              “I’d like to but you woke me up,” Lucian said threw his teeth.

              “Don’t insult me,” I remind him. He sighs and locks his mouth. I close my own eyes and fall asleep again. Hopefully I won’t suddenly fall into another coma or something. I’m just glad she’s okay.

               “Why have you not picked up your phone these past days?” Lucien angrily asks. I put the second pillow over my head hoping the sound drowns out. I still needed to sleep. It wasn’t ten o’clock yet. For some reason, I can tell the exact time ever since I woke up.

             “No, I’ve been calling you early morning for the past days and you haven’t picked up. You just hanged up,” Lucian interrupts my peace again. It was Psycho wasn’t it...?

           “It’s about Damon,” Lucian says. Did Psycho not know that I was among the living? I get up and then grab the phone close to me.

           “Goodbye Psycho, I’m trying to get some sleep,” I tell her. Then her voice came up weak and worried. It was good to hear her voice. Inside of me was smiling but the selfish part of me was still upset that she hasn’t visited. When she says she’s going to be coming here now. I kind of wanted to sleep but I also kind of wanted to kiss her but I can’t... For some reason, I don’t remember why I can’t. Well the Doc said, my memory is a little loose and it’ll come all back to me by the end. He said I was lucky to be alive and not severally injured. I just saved somebody’s life and I won’t miss seeing they’re reaction. It was partly my fault because I lost control but it was mostly Daphne’s. I’m still waiting for the day that people tell me she suddenly dies. Best news next to Lexis being fine.

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