Chapter 24

*Damon*

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked, wiping down on the counter with a small white table cloth. He seemed a little irritated, like bartending was the last thing he had planned to do with his life. Shit happens, I thought silently to myself. It was a little funny how everyone thought they had their life all planned out but then they always fail to remember that life itself was full of surprises. And some are worse than others.

"I'd like some beer please," I answered calmly, tapping my fingers lightly on the counter as I scanned the room for any sign of Jake or Shayla. They were both nowhere to be found. I turned my attention to my wrist watch as the bartender disappeared to go get my drink. I tugged at the collar of my shirt, agitated for some reason.

I didn't want to be here.

Strange really, because I had always been the very first one out of the three of us to suggest that we hang out at a club somewhere. Jake and Shayla were always too caught up in each other to want t