Chapter 16

I sat on my couch, my nails lightly tapping my legs. My blond hair was in a messy bun, and I was wearing a pair of red high-waisted shorts, a white short-sleeved blouse, a pair of black heels, and some dark red lipstick. It was currently 11:58 at night, and I was waiting anxiously for my phone to ring. Damien was supposed to get back any minute, and I was nervous as hell. Part of me knew I shouldn't be, but he's Damien. I've known him my whole life. We were your typical childhood story. We started...