Serendipity

BONUS CHAPTER - Levi's POV -

Before I start this, feel free to read over the original Chapter 21. 

Chapter Twenty One ~ Unknown

LEVI'S POV

Damn, I got it bad.

I never thought I would feel this way about Damien. Even though I only knew him for few weeks, I knew he was the one.

I've had my fair share of both men and women, but none of them could ever compare to him. The only one who came close was Max, my ex-boyfriend. I really thought I loved him, even though he used me for my money. But now that I was with Damien, I didn't want to imagine being with anyone else.

I was surprised we were able to seal the deal. I didn't think Damien would give in so easily, but that only proved he must have felt the same way about me. If so, then that would make me the happiest boy on the planet.

Even if Damien didn't want to have sex, I would never rush him. I'd rather live a sexless life if that meant I could hold him in my arms all the time. Letting him go was never an option, nor will it ever be.

I knew where I stood in our relationship, but I wasn't sure where Damien stood. He was very hard to read. I could never tell if he was mad, sad or happy. He tried to hide his emotions, and I wanted him to open up around me.

I glanced over to the passenger seat where Damien sat with his hands folded in his lap. His mesmerizing, sky blue eyes were on anything but me, like he felt uncomfortable. "So, you're going to have to tell me what's going on sooner or later," I pointed out, cutting the tangible silence.

Damien drummed his fingers against his thighs, still not meeting my gaze. "I know."

I knew something was bothering him. He mentioned his father was in some sort of danger, but I couldn't imagine what could be so dangerous that we had to cut our vacation short. "So, why don't you just tell me now? It'll kill the time."

"Because," he breathed out, still playing with his fingers. "I can't."

"Why can't you, again?" I was trying to pry the information out of him, but I knew it he didn't want to talk about it, I couldn't force him to. Still, I wanted him to know I cared for him and we should be able to talk about anything. No matter what I did, I couldn't get him to trust me in that way.

"Because."

The more he blew it off, the more curious I became. What could possibly be the source of all this secrecy? "Just because? Yes, that's an excellent reason!" My tone must have come off as a bit rude, but I couldn't help it."

"Does your mom love Henry?" Damien asked suddenly, changing the subject.

As soon as the thought of my parents entered my mind, my grip on the steering wheel tightened. I knew he asked the question because of what I told him about my mother marrying Henry just so we could have a place to live.

I never really thought about my mom and Henry's relationship. Moving to Clearbourough was hard enough. I was just glad that Crystal, Sam and I had a place to live. But now that I thought about it, I wasn't sure if my mom really loved Henry or if it was just a whole scheme. "Yeah," I told him. "I guess."

He finally turned to face me. "You guess?"

I let out a long sigh. "She comes home late, you know?" My voice wavered as I spoke. "I don't want to think about the worst possible scenario, but I can't deny the possibility..." As I continued to speak, I realized I was in no position to judge my parent's relationship. "It's probably nothing. Look, I have no idea what I'm talking about."