This chapter I remember because it was Christmas. ITS SO DRAMATIC OMG yallllllll

Chapter 33 : Can't Lose You

Damon's pov

"Bro, you good?" I nodded my head at him as he handed me an ice pack from the nurses office. Sitting it against my jaw, I wince at the pain.

"You sure you don't need to go to the actual nurse's office?" Collin, one of my teammates asked, grabbing my shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

"Nah, I'm good. It's just a scratch."

"A scratch? Harley punched you in the jaw and your cheek? I wouldn't call that a scratch," I roll my eyes and push his hand off of me, irritated.

"Is it true?" He suddenly asked after silence fell upon us. He slid on the ground of the hall floor next to me.

"No, I didn't sleep with her. Only made out," I wince again at the pain and throw the ice pack on the floor out of anger.

"But scarlet-"

"I know, okay!" I yelled and punched the locker beside me.

"I-I know what I did and I can't change what I did," I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, something I picked up from Hermione.

"I'm not judging, we've all made mistakes. But why her?" He made a face and I scoffed.

"Don't make that face. All of you treat her as if she's a disease. She's fucking beautiful, man and you guys take that feeling away from her," I shook my head, my minding drifting to her.

I shouldn't be thinking about her, but here I am.

I just got my ass kicked by my best friend for sneaking around with his sister and I'm over here thinking about her damn fine ass.

"Your thinking about her, aren't you?"

I nodded, leaning my head against the set of lockers, "I can't stop man. She drives me crazy and I know it sounds cheesy, but it's true. She's special and it only took me seventeen years to notice it," I shook my head in disbelief.

"You've got it bad."

"Yeah, yeah, I do," I sighed and squeezed my eyes shut. The silence was once again ruined by the sound of a ton of footsteps and faint yelling.

Getting up, I grabbed the ice pack and followed the students as they stopped next to the girls' bathroom that is right down the hall from the cafeteria.

Standing in the back of everyone, I listen.

"-Do you know how many times I've thought about ending it?! So many freaking times. I even have the scars to prove it!" The girl inside yelled. It was faint but you could still hear.

My face frowned as the voice sounded familiar.

"You see this?! This was because of you! Because of everything! I almost once decided to let this bleed out but then I thought maybe it would get better."

Hermione?!

I moved a bit closer, wanting to listen better.

As the conversation continued I felt angry with myself. She sounds so broken.

I clenched my fist. She thought about ending it? The scars to prove it? Who was she talking too?

She continued to scream at the person and closed my eyes, my heart aching at the emotion in her voice.

She sounds so fucking broken my god.

Suddenly, the screaming stopped. After a minute, the bathroom door swung open revealing Hermione and Joslin? She was yelling all this to her?

Her eyes were red and puffy and I wanted to go over there so bad and squeeze her in my arms, telling her that everything would be okay and keep her safe.

The thought of keeping her safe warmed my heart.

Stupid whipped.

She's got me so whipped it's unbelievable.

She stared at the crowd in shocked, her cheeks flaming red from embarrassment. I couldn't imagine how she felt with everyone here listening to her business as if it concerned any of them.

Her eyes met mine for a brief second making my heart tingle. Her eyes told me everything.

She wasn't okay.

She then ran away down the hall, leaving the building. As everyone began talking and walking away, I ran down the exact same hall, leaving the building too.

I could see her from a distance and I followed. She never noticed me walking behind her, but I could tell she's crying by the way her shoulders are shaking.

Once she reached inside her house, I sat the stairs debating whether I should go talk to her or not.

I've been ignoring her for almost two weeks. I don't think she'd be too fond of me suddenly talking to her, trying to confront her.

I know she's hurting even more because she lost her best friend. Scarlet came to me and told me Hermione told her everything. I felt stupid.

I broke up with her while drunk.

I never even deserved Scarlet.

I don't even deserve Hermione but here I am about to go pour my stupid dumb heart out.

Shaking my stupid head, I get up from the steps and walk into the house quietly. Looking down, I notice her shoes and backpack on the ground.

"Muffin?" I called, hoping she'll answer back.

Once I checked the entire downstairs, I made way upstairs and checked her room. She wasn't there but there were clothes sitting on her bed.

Frowning in confusion, I walk into the hallway calling her name again. Turning to my right after I heard a noise, I walk down and stop at the bathroom.

Closing my eyes, I knock on the door.

"Muffin? You in there?" Opening the bathroom door, I heard nothing from her but the sound of water.

Peeking through my eyelids, I remove my entire hands quickly and run over to the bathroom water. Fear ran through me as I saw her body underneath the bathwater.

Quickly grabbing her, I lift up her unconscious body. Her lips were blue and I shook my head rapidly.

"Hermione, no! Don't do this to me!" I yelled, pulling her out of the water and sat her onto the floor gently before putting a towel over her body.

"Hermione, wake up!" I pumped her chest a few times before giving her mouth to mouth.

"No, no! Come on. Don't do this to me. Come on baby, it's not time for you to go," I continue my movements. Suddenly, water gushed out of her mouth but she didn't wake up

My eyes swelled up with tears.

I fished into my pockets for my phone and called 911.

"Baby please don't do this, please. Why would you do this to yourself?! Come on, you have to wake up. God, please don't take her away from me!" I yelled out of hurt and anger, pressing my forehead against hers.

I continued praying for her to wake up as the operator on the phone told me the paramedics would be here soon. She kept telling the things I've already tried doing so I dropped my phone and held her cold face in my hands.

"Come on baby, stay with me please," I cried pushing her wet hair out of her face and caressed her face being gently.

I was afraid I would hurt her even more.

"Don't go, please don't go," I rocked back and forth with her in my arms for a while until I felt her body being lifted out of my arms quickly and that angered me.

"Hey, hey calm down. We're only trying to get her the hospital," One of the paramedics said, putting a hand on my shoulder but I pushed him away and followed the two that carried her body.

"Be careful!" I growled at them as they bumped a stair step.

I quickly run into her bedroom and grabbed the clothes off of her bed so I could put them on her.

All the way to the hospital, I held her hand tightly in mine and laid my head on her damped, lifeless arm.

"Your gonna be okay," I whispered, kissing her hand.