Figure 8 by Elle McKenzie

Figure 8 by Elle McKenzie

Author:Elle McKenzie [McKenzie, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781514771587
Amazon: 1514771586
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2015-07-09T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

The next seven weeks go smoothly. Damon and I go on a dinner date with Jack, Jenny and their new men. We have a really good night, the wine flows and we end up at a club dancing the night away. Things seem to be going really great between Jenny and Jared, I have never seen her as happy as this. I couldn’t say the same between Jack and Josh. Their relationship seemed strained and uncomfortable. I guess only time will tell. Things between Damon and I have really picked up pace. I spend every other night at his apartment, I would be there every night but we agreed to set boundaries so I wouldn’t become too reliant on him. The meetings have been helping; I am busy concentrating on reclaiming my life back. Being in control is important and I am finally grieving. I realised that I had blamed myself for my mother’s death and that’s what has been holding me back. I still haven’t gone into the details surrounding the day my mom died with Damon, but we are getting there and he knows I will tell him in my own time. I have been having my figure 8 dreams more regularly, and often when I am sleeping next to Damon. I wake in a cold sweat and he is there to soothe me and make me feel better. He bought me a book on dreams and numbers and I have been reading through them to try and make sense of them. The conflicting articles on the dreams are making it harder to determine the cause. I think maybe the conclusion is that they’re just dreams and have no other significance.

Today is Saturday and we have made plans to go clubbing with Jenny and Jared. Jenny and I spent the day being pampered and shopping for new outfits to wear. Damon insisted on paying for it all. Well, I say he insisted I refused at first, which led to him tying me to the bed and refusing to let me come until I agreed.

We arrive at the club just after 11 p.m. I am already buzzed after our vodka bombs in the toilets. Jenny, is wearing Jeans and a hot pink baby doll top with pink stilettos, her hair is tied up on top of her head in a messy bun. I went with black leggings and knee high boots, with a blue strappy top and matching accessories, I decided to keep my hair down but curled it into tight ringlets. I smile as I remember the conversation I had with Damon while I was getting ready.



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