Everything Happens at Night. [7]

When Alethea awoke from her slumber, she turned to her right she saw Damon bed empty. She really did not care after what happened yesterday. And how she wished it did not happen.
Alethea made her way to the bathroom.
Whoopee! Today's Saturday, I get to bathe.
She brushed her teeth, washed her face.
Usually, Damon would wait for her outside the house to start their farm duties, but when she stepped out on the front porch, she saw Damon afar already feeding the pigs.
"What's gotten into him?" thought Alethea out loud.
She made her way towards Damon. When she approached him, he did not look up but all he saw were Alethea's brown sneakers.
"Hey, why did you start work without me?" Alethea said with her hand on her hips.
Damon did not reply or look up.
"Hello? did you... you know what, i don't care." Alethea said as she threw her hands in the air.
She headed for the chicken coop to clean their cages, but when she entered, the coop was already cleaned and even the chickens had replenished food.
She figured that Damon woke up very early and did all the farm duty.
She headed her way to Damon, "What haven't you done yet?" she said patiently, expecting an answer from him.
"Nothing." he mumbled as he got up and made his way to the house without looking at her like the way she went to sleep without looking at his hurt expression.
"Ugh!" Alethea said with frustration.
She found herself blaming her mother for this.
Alethea had no choice but to follow him around. Surprisingly they finished their farm duty at 11am.
Wow, Damon must have woken super early just to get all this finished by the time i wake up.
it was almost lunch time and Alethea had not seen Bernadette all morning. She guessed she was not a early sleeper.

Alethea and Damon were at the back room eating their lunch. Besides bread and butter they had some leftover macaroni from the dinner last night.
"HAHAHA!"
"What was that?" as Alethea's head perked up.
Damon just shrugged not giving a hoot who made that noise, although to him it sounded very familiar.
More laughter came from the hall way and Alethea could tell that, that person was carelessly hitting things down by the sound of glass shattering.
Damon immediately stood and headed towards the noise.
Alethea also stood up to see what Damon was going to do.
Alethea's head popped out from the kitchen door and saw Damon helping the drunken Bernadette up from the floor.
Bernadette had a bottle of alcohol in her right hand and her left hand was clutching onto Damon's shoulder.
Suddenly Alethea heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"What all the racket?"
"Will you keep it down?"
"What's going on?"
Three different voices shouted.
Mr and Mrs Kellard and Mr Richard came down the stairs with an angry look on their face.
Alethea just stayed put with her head popping out. Her eyes glued onto the scene in front of her.
"Oh my gosh! Bernadette what happened?" screeched Mrs Kellard.
Damon continued to help her stand on her two feet.
"Get away from her!" shouted Mr Richard as he pushed Damon away.
Without any support, Bernadette dropped back down laughing like a maniac.
"Come help me Robert!" Mr Richard shouted at Mr Kellard.
The two men held Bernadette and walked up the stairs.
Mrs Kellard turned around and faced Damon, "What did you do to her?" yelled Mrs Kellard.
Damon opened his mouth to protest but Mrs Kellard in her pink flowery dress barely fitting her turned around and rushed after the two men with Bernadette.
Damon stood there looking up the stairs. Alethea's head still popped out.
Ha! Serves him right for treating me this way.
Damon walked back to the kitchen and Alethea rushed back to back room.
"Damon, please talk to me? Why are you treating me this way?" asked Alethea.
"As i recalled I've always treated you this way." said Damon picking up his plate and bringing it to the sink to wash.
"At least last time you looked at me. Was it about last..." Before Alethea could finish her sentence Damon had walked off.
Alethea sighed and washed her plate and found Damon doing the laundry and she helped him.
On their way to the living room, Mrs Kellard stopped them.
"Don't know why she said this after what you had done to her," as Mrs Kellard pointed at Damon, "she is asking to see you."
Damon gave a face that said, i knew this would happen.
"Not again!" Alethea muttered. Alethea was left to clean the living room by herself.

Damon entered Bernadette's room, he found her looking out the window.
Damon cleared his throat.
Bernadette turned around. "Hi."
"Feeling any better?" Damon struggled to say.
"Yes. Do you know why i wanted to see you?"
"No."
"Have you kissed Alethea yet?"
"What?" How does she know?
"Come on Damon, don't lie, I know you did it." Bernadette's soft pink lips curled into a wicked smile.
"How did you know?"
"I have my sources." and Bernadette let out a evil laugh.
Bernadette walked toward Damon.
"Damon, darling, how can i let you go?" Bernadette pushed Damon on the bed and she sat on his lap.
"Bernadette get off." Damon said with much discomfort.
"Come on Damon, don't tell me you didn't miss me? Well i did."
"How can i miss you, when you were the one that sent me back to that institution? Now get off."
Bernadette gave Damon a small peck on the cheek and got up. "You can go back to her now."
Damon knew that she admits defeat, and without hesitation, he got up and went to find Alethea.

Alethea had already finished doing the rest of the chores already. She had gotten fed up about Damon leaving her and not explaining his behaviour towards her.
Alethea thought a nice shower would make her feel better.
She got her clothes from the basement and walked up to the bathroom. On the way there, she saw Damon, they looked at each other for a moment. Damon was going to say something but Alethea stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.
Not knowing what to do, Damon looked at the time, 10.30. He did not feel like having a shower, he was in a miserable mood, so he went to the basement.
Alethea came out of the shower with a huge smile on her face. She had been longing for this shower the whole day.
She walked back to the basement, when she reached the front door her face turned into a frown. She did not want to see Damon, he was like a miserable human that made everything he touched turn black.
But, Alethea had no choice but to enter, as she slept there with miserable Damon.
The door opened and Alethea found Damon sitting on his mattress with his back against the wall reading his book.
Alethea ignored the hunched figure reading and kept her toiletries and lay down on her bed, her head turned away from Damon.
"Alethea?"
Now he talks? What's his problem.
"what?" muttered Alethea pretending to be asleep.
Damon thought he had to make up to Alethea, it was a 'now or never' situation. Secretly he longed for her lips to be on his again.
"I'm sorry."
Alethea was overwhelmed by the sincerity in his voice as he said those words. This made her sit up.
"Look me in the eye and say it." Alethea said with a stern voice.
Damon focused his eyes on Alethea's, she had such beautiful eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"Good. Now, i want you to explain to me why this morning you were so cold towards me."
Damon did not want to answer that question, but by the looks of it he felt he really did owe her an explanation.
"Well," Damon paused."Alethea, you know i care for you and you know the feelings i have for you are true."
Alethea's heart was beating very fast.
"But during... that kiss... last night, to me it was magical. Then you just had to ruin everything by saying 'Jason's' name. I was angry for you not letting go of your past for me."
Alethea did not know what to say. But finally after searching her mind for the right words, "Damon, i do have feelings for you too, but..."
"But, what?"
"But, there something holding me back."
"Let me guess, Jason?" Damon said looking at his shoe.
Alethea sighed, "Yes, Damon. And i need to see him, but i don't know how."
Damon had a brilliant idea, but he did not want to say it. He wanted her all for himself. Then he remembered a phrase from his book, 'if you love somebody, you must love that person enough to let that person go'.
"I'm gonna regret this, but maybe we could runaway."
"That's the problem, if we runaway where would we get the money? Where would we stay?"
"Money's not the problem, and where we need to stay, we'll worry about it comes." Damon said with tinge of excitement in his voice.