Hey! I'm back….haha. ;)
I've finished Everlasting several months ago. It was really good. :)
Anyway, this chapter is probably going to be short—well, compared to the previous chapters—but I guess it just depends.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while; I've just been busy. :P
Okay, I hope you all like this chapter! Don't forget to review at the end, thanks. :)
We arrive at our destination a few hours later. Damen parks in front of a hotel.
I'm too tired to take it in, yawning constantly.
I step out of the car. Damen does the same and begins heading toward the hotel.
I follow, taking his hand. We enter the lobby, and Damen checks us in.
"Enjoy your stay, here at Embassy Suites." The secretary says, and smiles. I am shocked but I try to compose myself until we reach our floor.
The elevator stops, and we walk out, searching for our room.
If it isn't for Damen's arm around me, I would've collapsed in exhaustion.
We find our room and Damen slides the key card in to unlock the door.
I yawn hugely. We walk in, and I hurry to the bed, wanting to sleep.
As soon as my head touches the pillow, I fall asleep…
I wake up a while later, hungry. I glance at the clock on the side-table and see that it's 3:03 a.m. Damen's asleep.
I walk over to the mini-fridge near the television and see a variety of snacks and drinks.
I have a craving for kiwi strawberry yogurt. Luckily, it has it, so I pick it and begin eating it after I open it.
Suddenly, I'm really thirsty—for soda—so I open the mini-fridge again and grab a Dr. Pepper.
I unscrew the lid and take a long, deep swig. I screw the lid back on, and place it back in the fridge. I yawn and go back to bed, extremely tired again.
I begin dreaming.
Damen's in the dream, of course, and we're standing in a room, gazing at our baby—which is a girl—in her crib. Then Damen says, "Ever, I don't want this."
I am speechless. I try to say, "But why-?" He interrupts me.
"Ever, I don't want you! I don't want this freakin' baby! It wasn't supposed to happen! I hate her! I hate you!"
I wake up abruptly, my heart pounding. I glance at the clock and see that it says 4:37 a.m.
I close my eyes again, trying to get the nightmare out of my head.
~8 months later~ Ever is nine months pregnant.
"Only two days to go, Ever. I love you," Damen murmurs, kissing my lips softly. "Since we know what the gender is, what names can you think of?"
I think about it for a moment. "How about Carrie, or Brittany? Just not any old-fashioned names you're probably thinking of," I laugh.
He has a teasingly insulted expression on his face. "Now, what's wrong with Eleanor? Or Caroline? Or even—"
"Stop. We're sticking with a modern name," I laugh again.
He sighs, but chuckles. "Your wish is my command."
I roll my eyes and shove him playfully.
"You know, you're lucky that you're nine months pregnant, otherwise…" He trails off with a gleam in his eyes.
"I'm not scared of what you'd do, Damen. You're not good at acting. And to think, I thought you were good at everything…Guess I was wrong." I smile.
He glares but it quickly melts into a smile. We are at his house, on his bed.
"Oh, you're going to get it when you're not pregnant anymore…"
"Oh, please. We'll be too busy taking care of the baby 24/7 that you won't have time to even kiss me," I laugh, not even thinking about the consequence of what I just said.
His expression hardens, and he abruptly stands up, already at the window. He glares out the window.
"Damen…what…?" I clear my throat and try again. "What's wrong?"
"You being pregnant is what's wrong. It's not supposed to happen, Ever. I told you I didn't want this, but I went along with it for your sake."
"So you lied to me when you said you wanted to help take care of the baby?" I demand, extremely furious now.
Our eyes meet, and he says, "Yes."
I don't hesitate. I stand up, and walk out of the room.
"Ever, wait—" He tries to speak, but I interrupt him.
"No. I'm not waiting. I'm leaving, and this time…well, this time, I'm not going to come back to you. You had your chance, you made me cry, you broke my heart, but I'd forgiven you.
"Now, this is the last straw. You blew it, Damen. You're not worthy of my love anymore. Goodbye." I say all this without glancing back at him. I walk down the stairs—carefully—as quickly as I can without tripping.
I head to my car. I get in, buckle my seatbelt, and start the engine. I back out of his driveway.
Once I get onto the road, I don't look back.
I head to Sabine's old house—she'd moved to South Carolina, and gave me her house and enough money to pay the bills for a lifetime—and not feeling even one inch of regret.
All I feel is anger, hurt, and betrayed. I curse his name—Damen Augustus—with a bitter edge to my voice.
I finally finished this. Sorry it's not as long as the other chapters; this was kind of rushed. Thanks for putting up with me, though! Sorry for procrastinating. ;) Thanks for reading, and don't forget to review! Thanks. xD