Get Out, I Hate You

Damon’s POV

I chose to wait for Addison until the next day. Jared kept asking me to go home and rest, but I always refused. I could have rested here while waiting for Addison, and it wouldn't have been tiring. I felt so bad for Addison for making her this way. If I had known earlier what happened to her, maybe I wouldn't have ignored her.

Right now, I was sitting on the couch, brooding over everything that happened, where it all started. The past was making me lose my mind. I still hadn't accepted what happened to my family. I'm still punishing them to feel what I used to think for my family.

I let out a rough breath and rushed my hair.

Then, my eyes fell on the bed, and I saw Addison's hand moving. Addison has woken up. I quickly got up and stepped towards the bed. Sure enough, Addison had opened her eyes and looked confused.

"Shofia." Addison's voice sounded very hoarse as she called her friend, who was a doctor.

"Addison, how are you feeling?" I felt a little relieved and anxious a