19| silent

Melinoe

"I've never been this scared before, feelings I just can't ignore. To know if I should fight or fly... but I don't mind.

You got me tripping, falling with no safety net," -Ariana Grande ft Ty Dolla $ign, Safety net.

***

I was begging for him to call me, for him to say something, do something, anything, but nothing. I was welcomed by loneliness as he drove off with his bike.

My head was far in thought as the wind brushed my face.

I knew that it was almost time for me to go back. And that's the last thing I wanted. I wanted to stay in this trip longer.

My only reason for going back is to see my parents once again. I wanted to give my mother one big hug the moment I got home. They will only be visiting because the wedding is around- the wedding.

My eyes snapped open and before I knew it, I was already in my hotel room. I had been over here for a month and I had never once thought about my wedding which was coming soon. I began hyperventilating at the thought and I grabbed the nearest bottle of water and hugged it down. I knew it wanted most wisest thing to do since it'd stop my breathing for a few seconds but I needed the water.

After I had finally calmed down, I went over to my closet and saw the white dress that was covered in transparent plastic, my heart began beating fast.

If I do recall correctly, Aaron had only called me once. I sighed and took the dress out the hanger.

I removed the dress that I was in and was left with my shorts and my bra. I slipped on the dress and luckily it wasn't that difficult as I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked down to my body and looked back up to only be scared by an image of someone. "Damon?" When I turned to look back, he wasn't there.

I shut my eyes and shook my head. Was I even ready? To get married to the man I claimed to love...? Was it possible to lose feelings through distance?

I shook my head abruptly and stopped myself. "No Eli- Melinoe. You still love him," I whispered to myself.

I looked down once again, preparing to take it off but a pair of shoes caught my eye. When I looked up, I saw him.

"D- Damon?" I stuttered and it seemed as if he didn't hear me at all. His eyes were fixed on the white dress and my heart dropped at the sight. He was hurt.

"Damon I was just- I just-" I opened my mouth but then I closed it. "You don't have to explain yourself to me," he said, his eyes finally meeting mine. His blue eyes were bloodshot but they were still piercing through my hazel green ones.

"I'll just go-"

"No Damon no! Stop! Don't walk out on me!" I yelled and shut the door as he opened it. "I do not deserve this,

"You said that you'd marry me if you could right?" I asked with tears in my eyes. "Let's run away then," I shrugged. "We could be happy, we could build something away from everything else, we could go back to Italy,"

"Italy?" He uttered. "Yes. You've always dreamt of going home but you couldn't before. But now we can. Let's take this opportunity. Let's run away,"

"I wish I could agree and be happy about this decision but I'm not. I just can't," my hands dropped from his neck to no body part of him.

"You're kidding," I shook my head. "I've never been more serious,"

My heart sunk and I took a step back causing my back to hit the door with a thud. Why did it hurt so much? Why was I even willing to run away with him? Why did I expect a lot more? Why- had I? My heart stopped in realization...

I wasn't simply hurt. Ever since him and I became close, I began losing focus on what was happening back home. I rarely thought of Aaron and I didn't care. I was even doubting that I was ready to marry him but I was willing to run away with Damon?

It was then that I realized, I had fallen for somebody I never expected to fall for.

I had fallen in love with Damon Garcia and that was my punishment.