"Mum please can't you just go there or send someone?" I pleaded with her.

"Why should I send anyone when I have a daughter? And I can't go because I'm still cooking." She said sternly not looking up from the vegetables she was cutting.

"We're not exactly talking at the moment. It'll be so awkward. Please." I begged again.

My mum decided to bake for all our friends in town this year's Thanksgiving. And unfortunately for me, she wanted me to drop the what she baked for the Salvador's at their place. Going to their place made the probability of seeing Damon very high, something I definitely didn't want.

We have not spoken since that day at my doorstep and although he has tried reaching out to me severally, I just ignored him.
I didn't have time to deal with whatever story he was cooking up as an excuse.

"Maybe going there will help you resolve whatever it is." Mum said.
"Now go. Shoo." She said placing the cookie box in my hands.

She probably didn't know how serious our misunderstanding was. But I didn't have a choice at this point, so with a loud groan, I walked out of the house mentally bracing myself up just incase Damon was the one to open the door.

"You can do this." I said to myself as I knocked on their door. Praying internally for Damon not to be the one to open.

"Kim." Damon's younger sister Everie said excitedly as she opened the door and let me in.

Everie was 12 years old. The perfect definition of a sweetheart. Although she was cocky as hell and had probably gotten a little of Damon's dirty mind.

"How are you doing? You've grown so big." I praised, causing her to beam with pride.
"Are your parents home?" I asked looking around for any sign of an adult I could hand the pastry over to.

"Nope they went out. They should be back in an hour or so, but Damon is home." She said innocently.

It was obvious she was oblivious to I and Damon's little misunderstanding.

"Oh it's fine. I'll just drop this on the counter and be on my way, will you help me tell your parents? Courtesy of my mother." I said walking into their kitchen.

"Oh come on, at least say Hi to Damon. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you." She said pleadingly.

Everie started shipping Damon and I after high school graduation. She thought we looked cute together. Poor girl didn't know what was going on now.

"Fine." I said with resignation.

Maybe my mum was right and this will give me the chance to settle things and at least go back to being cordial with each other.

"Let's go." She said pulling my hand as we made our way upstairs.

Few steps away from Damon's room, she let go of my hand and wished me good luck and smirked.
Very laughable if you ask me. Nothing like what she was thinking will happen.

I walked to his door and was about knocking when I heard voices from the other side.

DAMON'S POV.

"We need to stop this." I said pulling away from her and putting on my pants.

"Yeah. We need to stop this, just like you said the other ten times or is it fifteen?" She replied sarcastically.

"I'm not joking. Don't you even feel slightly guilty about doing this?" I asked.

"We both know you feel something for me that you obviously don't feel for her. So why should I feel guilty. I'm not the one leading someone on." She said obviously irritated by my question.

"I can't keep doing this." I said thoughtfully.

"I've heard this so many times and I'm really getting tired of your bullshit. Pick a side Damon. You can't keep having this back and forth. It's me or her." She said angrily.

"You know what maybe you should leave. We're both not in the right state to talk about this." I said calmly.

"You keep pushing it off. I can't keep being an option Damon and you can't keep acting like I'm the only one enjoying the time we spend together. You act like some guilty kid being forced almost every damn time and I'm tired." She said.

"Technically you manipulated me into this the first time." I said out of frustration and it was only after the words left my mouth that I realized how bad that sounded.

"Yeah, you're right. I should leave and maybe not come back because all I'll ever be to you is a fuck buddy." She said putting on her clothes hurriedly. It was obvious that what I said had hurt her.

"I didn't mean that." I said walking towards her. I couldn't let her leave hurt.
"I'm sorry."

"You did, Damon. You meant every word. I'm sick and tired." She said shrugging her hand off.
She opened the door briskly and was about to storm off but froze.

I looked up and immediately understood her reason for freezing.

"You! Both of you?" Kim said in shock.
"I trusted you." Kim said shaking seriously. I didn't know if it was rage or hurt, but either way, this wasn't good.

"I can explain." I said.

"No." She screamed and walked away.

Hey guys,

Hope you enjoyed reading,
If you're mad at Damon, here are some tomatoes to throw at him.
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Any guesses who the girl is?

Till next week,
Massie. 🙃🙃

Song of the week - Be Happy by Dixie