Hard

Dabby:

I rushed out of my room barefooted and ran across the hallway we shared to Damien's room, only to realize that the door had been locked and he was out of the house already. As much as I was trying to remain organized, my heart was failing me and I could feel tears burn my eyes.

My feet ran as fast as they could down the stairs to the kitchen to confirm if he was really gone, and there was no sign of Damien either in or out of the house. I was trying to call his number too, and it was unreachable.

"Oh, dear. I hope this is a prank. I really do," my breath shuddered as I said the words, and ran back into my room trying to relax my nerves. I wanted to believe that I had seen wrong or it was probably a mistake.

'Maybe for an ex-girlfriend,' I comforted myself as I sat in front of the mirror, trying to wear the latest brand of lipstick I just got for myself.

As I ran it slowly over my lips, my breath could not keep calm and my hands were shaking too. I ended up smudging it ov