Stranded With Secrets Of Past Mistakes [Under Rewrite]

-Chapter Twelve-

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Chapter Twelve

 

Damon and I just stood frozen starting at her and everything just hit me

Did Damon really kiss me? I honestly wasn’t thinking, I just, I don’t know.

“Uh, goodnight Damon” I said trying to break the awkward silence. Alexis was smirking at me, and I was giving her a death glare.

“Goodnight Arianna” he kissed me quickly and then got in the car and I went over to Alexis who had an annoying grin on her face.

“Told you he likes you” was all she said as we walked into the house

“Yeah, and hell froze over” I said dryly.

“That make out session was hot. I did wait for you two to snap out of it before I broke it up, and it looked like he was about to do you on the hood of his car” which made me laugh and blush

“Always dramatic” I sighed. “I’m going to bed. Bye” I said and hurried into my room before she could say anything else.

I got PJs on and was about to get in bed when I felt sick and started throwing up again, thank god I took the wig off, but my hair got in the way. Gross.

 I felt worse than normal so I grabbed my phone out of my pocket

I need you, please come here ): xxArixx

And about thirty seconds later she was in the bathroom with me rubbing my back while I dry heaved, I haven’t felt this bad since I was sick dealing with it.

Alexis filled the huge tub while I took a shower to wash my hair. By the time I was done, the tub was full and Alexis and I both got in for a soak. She knew me so well and what would make me feel better

I swear if I as a lesbian, I would date her.

“So what happened with Damon?” she asked

“I walked him out and gave him a hug, and he kissed me.”

“Is he a good kisser?” she asked smiling

“Oh yeah. But it just confused me more, he’s usually horrible to me, and when he does things like this, I have no idea what to think. And usually I don’t get the time because by the time I see him again, he’s back to acting like a jerk” I sighed I frustration

“But you like him?” she asked

“I don’t know,” I responded honestly. “I like one of his personalities. I’m just not sure which one is the real him, and which one is an act.” Her nod told me she understood.

“I guess only time will tell.” she said softly

“I don’t have time, I have two weeks.” I don’t know if she heard me.

“What do you mean?” her eye brown furrowed in confusion

“I would like to know how I feel about him before I tell him about the baby, and I have to tell him in two weeks.” I stated. Did that just slip her mind?

“Oh yeah, that. Maybe you can tell him and then see how he acts if you like him or not,” She suggested “Because what if you like him and he says he doesn’t want anything to do with the baby. Or if you decide you don’t, and he does, and then you’ll be more confused”