Good riddance

Chapter 6

Damon's POV

I was going to commit murder real soon and it would not even be my fault.

Jessica was making me miserable and she seemed totally oblivious of her actions. Living with her was suffocating and I couldn't take it anymore. 

I felt like I was haunted and that could even be an understatement. During the day I had to face Jessica and her constant whining and at night I dreamt of Vanessa and could not sleep. 

"Damon, come do my back," Jessica yelled.

By that she meant I should come rub some sunscreen on her back but either way she always found a way to make sure I was right by her side. 

And don't get me started on her obsession with the swimming pool! She has been there literally every single day since we got back and she has somehow managed to make it impossible for me to enjoy swimming as usual. 

I just could not understand her extreme love for the water especially now, she said something the other day about needing enough Vitamin D or something like that…. And I was like why don't you just go for a walk Instead.

At least that would be way better if she was considering her health. But no, she chose to lie down all day by the pool side and never leave. 

She knew I loved to swim, maybe this was her form of punishment for an offense I did not know I even committed. 

If there was any crime committed it was definitely putting a ring on her finger.

"Damon love, where are you?!" She yelled.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I yelled back.

Why couldn't she just let me breathe! Ever since she got back with me she has been like a glue that could not bear the idea of giving me any space! 

I was currently working but I guess everything had to wait when "queen Jessica" beckoned. 

She was really making me think twice about all the horrible decisions I've recently made and top of it all was engaging her! 

It was like she feared I was going to leave her anytime soon so she was trying to hold on as fast as she could but it was only pushing me away.

The only thing on my mind was Vanessa and I was going crazy with how she was treating me. I have not been able to reach her since she left the mansion and I was worried sick!

Why was she ignoring me?! 

Did she not know that I needed her? 

Well I guess she wouldn't, but if only she just gives me a chance to at least check up on her! To know that she was safe! I had not heard her voice for so long and I was going crazy.

She had a reason to be angry with me for not telling her about my engagement earlier but why was she making such a big deal about it?! 

"Damon!" Jessica screamed, bringing me back to my nightmare called life.

"I'm here Jess, chill!" I said, as I approached her.

She definitely knows how to make a man go crazy!

"Where were you?" She squealed.

"I was working!" I exclaimed. 

Maybe you should try that sometime! 

I wanted to say that out loud. She has been unemployed ever since I knew her and her only excuse was that she was too pretty for a 9 to 5 boring job and was perfectly fine living off her trust fund. 

Well maybe if she was working she wouldn't crave my constant attention so much! 

"Don't you know I need you! Why are you giving me so much space?" She whined.

Was she serious?! 

We were living under the same roof! How glued to her does she want me to be! If anything I needed to give her more space but that was impossible with her! 

She was making this incredibly unbearable and I was gradually losing all my patience! 

"I'm here now Jessica, besides I need a quiet place to work but you talk too much," I told her.

"Are you trying to call me a talkative?!" She squealed. 

"No…. I mean you love to talk," I corrected.

"What's the difference?" She squealed again.

Well she was quite right, there really isn't any difference. It seemed like the more I tried to salvage the situation the more I just made it worse.

Knowing her then she was ready to twist every word I say and make it sound offensive just so we can argue like we always do. 

She knew she loved to talk! It's not like I was accusing her of something completely false so why was she bent on making a big deal out of it. 

Well I had to say something nice if I wanted this all to end soon. 

"I'm sorry Jessica," I told her.

That usually did the trick with her. A simple "I'm sorry" always worked like magic whenever we had our daily arguments.

"Okay, but you know I just want you by my side," she said with those puppy eyes of hers but that has lost it's magic on me ages ago. 

I just nodded and went on to doing the Queen's bidding, gently rubbing the sunscreen over her back.

However, she started acting very weird like she was trying to be sexy or something and that completely turned me off. It was strange that she thought that would have any effect on me whatsoever apart from the apparent disgust I felt at that sight.

Suddenly she grabbed my hand so tightly and I was thrown into a state of utter confusion. She was seriously hurting me and it was not funny!

"What are you doing?!" I snapped at her as I drew my hand away from her.

"What do you think?! She yelled.

"Well I think you were trying to hurt me!" I stated.

"I was trying to get you to touch me! You haven't so much as looked my way since we got back!" She accused.

"Touch you! Why would I want to touch you?! I got back with you not because I wanted to but because I had to!" I yelled.

She was obviously disillusioned if she thought that I actually wanted her! I could not believe the words coming from her this moment. 

The thought of her forcing me to touch her was so infuriating. I could not stand still. 

Where did she read all the wrong signs! How did she not know that I felt trapped, manipulated and utterly unhappy! How dare she try to insinuate that we were living in a happily ever situation.

"Damon, don't you love me? don't you love us?" She asked, looking absolutely distraught.

At that point I actually laughed out loud at that absurd question, it was cruel I know but I couldn't help it. 

Why was she suddenly playing innocent and clueless? 

She had been pushing all the wrong buttons for a while now and now I was tired of all her baggage.

"Love?! Get this clear Jessica there is no love between us! I'm only doing what I think is the right thing to do here and nothing more," I told her.

I could not believe her! Why was she acting so naive? She was an evil master mind and I was sick and tired of being her puppet. 

She looked terrible but I knew better than to fall for her act. She was a brilliant actress and I have been her perfect audience but not anymore. 

"What did you think this was Vanessa, what did you think we were?" I asked her because I was tired of looking at her play dumb.

"I thought we were in love, I thought we were starting a family, I thought this was real," she admitted.

"Wow! Well here's something real for you! I'm tired of staying under the same roof with you! So you can stay alone in this mansion you love so much," I told her.

"What do you mean?" She squealed, looking clueless, but I knew she was anything but that.

"You heard me right Jessica. I'm leaving you. I can't do this anymore. I'll make arrangements for you but I'm definitely not spending another second with you in this house! I'm done." 

I stormed out of the house as fast as I could and shut my ears to all her screams and pleas. I wasn't hearing any of it. She caused this! This was her fault. There was no telling what I would do if I heard another incredulous word from her.

As I entered my car and drove off,  it felt like I was finally driving to my freedom, anywhere else was better than living with her. 

I could not believe I wanted to sacrifice my happiness all in the name of doing the right thing, being the better man. 

I had wanted to leave her for so long but she made it near impossible. She made it clear that without me she wouldn't go through with it. She made it seem like I had to be with her and we had to be one big family, and I foolishly agreed.

But now I finally realized that it would be a total disaster. I would definitely take full responsibility for her and take care of her but I did not have to be with her, not when I yearned for someone else.

Seeing Vanessa after so long definitely brought me back to my senses, missing her so much was like the cure I needed from this madness I called engagement. 

I could not live with myself knowing that I let Vanny go and I did not even try. I have not even told her how I felt yet I was ready to be tied down to someone I absolutely loathed. 

I had to at least give love a try with Vanessa, I had to at least tell her how I truly felt. She most definitely might reject me but at least this secret won't weigh me down anymore.

But I could not be so selfish. Last I remember she was still in a relationship and I had no right to rock her world with my confession. I had no right to put her in such a situation. 

If she was happy then who was I to come spoil her happiness. I loved her too much to put her through that. 

Still I needed to talk to someone right now else I would go full blown crazy. 

So I found myself heading to my mum's house instead of Vanessa's apartment as planned. 

Apart from Vanessa, my mum was the only person I could talk to, she was always there for me and has been my rock since forever. 

We have been each other's pillar since my dad died 7 years ago so now she was the only family I had. 

Plus she knew that I was absolutely in love with Vanessa. She knew all about our history and was very shocked when I mentioned my engagement to Jessica.

But she didn't know that Jessica was pregnant with my child. She didn't know that that was why I was engaged to her.

I could never bring myself to say it out loud because I was still trying to process it all. I thought I could go through with it but now I knew I couldn't, I just could not bear it anymore.

Mum has always said that I was always welcome back home, well now was as good a time as any to go back.

When I got to the beautiful home I grew up in I felt at peace even while I was just there sitting in my car and staring at it.

We had a lot of wonderful memories here…. Vanny and I. It was just like a second home to her in many ways. 

I got out of the car and walked to the little door and rang the doorbell a few time before I heard mum's lovely voice yelling that she was coming already. I smiled. She never liked when people rang the bell like a deranged person. 

She finally got to the door and when she opened it she was surprised to see me but I just hugged her like my life depended on it. 

I needed this hug. I had felt so lonely for so long and now I could finally feel free. She didn't say a word, she just hugged me back and it was perfect. It was exactly what I needed.