Deanna - S01 E14

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Deanna - S01 E14

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

{Will you still love me.. when you’ve met my demons?}

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Damon hurried into the restroom and started throwing up in the faucet. His face turned red and he was having bu-mps. Damon t©uçhed his face and started throwing up again.

Stefan was coming out from one of the restrooms, he heard someone throwing up in the next restroom. He ran into the restroom to find Damon throwing up uncontrollably.

“Damon?!” Stefan rushed to him “What’s wrong with you?”
Damon opened his mouth to talk but ended up throwing up again.

“Should I call a nurse?” Stefan asked and Damon shook his head in negation.

“You’re losing strength” Stefan half yelled “I’ll go get a nurse”
Damon held him back “I don’t nee-d a nurse”

“Then what’s wrong with you? Are you pregnant?”

Damon chuckled. How was he going to explain to them that he got sick because he spent 30 minutes with a nerd.

“Am fine” Damon simply said then turned on the faucet and washed his mouth

“Sure you’re good?”
“I couldn’t be more better” Damon faked a smile
“Your face is all blue like you’re going to….” before Stefan could complete his statement, Damon started throwing up again. Stefan raised his hands up in the air “I said it”

After school that day, Deanna and Hilda finished their works on time and signed out in the janitor’s office. Then they walked to the school gate to wait for Stefan. They waited for a long time but Stefan wasn’t showing up. Deanna was getting impatient cause she had to go to work at the president’s house.

“You look really impatient. Is there somewhere you have to be?” Hilda asked

“It’s my second p@rt time job. I ought to be there at 3:30 and it’s alre-ady after 3”

“Then you should get going. I’ll tell Stefan you had something important to do”

Deanna frowned, she wasn’t going to leave Stefan and Hilda together.

“We’ll both wait for him”
3:45pm

“What’s keeping Stefan?” Deanna asked herself and took a peek into the school. Hilda had alre-ady left and she wasn’t allowed to go into the school to check on Stefan.

Deanna tried calling him on the phone but he wasn’t answering. She shoved her phone into her bag and hurried to the president’s house.

Running, and jumping as she went. Deanna got close to the president’s house and checked the time. It was alre-ady after 4. She quic-kly put on her wig and took off her glas-ses.
“You’re late” the janitor scolded when Deanna got to her office
“I’m sorry. I didn’t finish my work in Sparkles on time” Deanna lied

“Don’t tell me you’re lazy” the janitor snarled “Now change your clothes and get to work. Damon has been back from school almost an hour ago”
Deanna bowed and walked to the changing room. She took off her clothes and wore her uniform as a maid. “I guess I’m Bonnie now” she breathed out and headed to the president’s mansion.

KNOCK!KNOCK!

Deanna took in a de-ep breath and waited for Damon to answer the door but he wasn’t. She knocked severally but there was still no reply. She clasped the door handle and pressed it down. The door opened but Deanna was scared to walk in.

What would Damon say if she ba-red into his room?

She quic-kly shut the door and started knocking again then waited for a reply. When there wasn’t a reply, she tried the door handle again and pushed the door inward. She was shocked to see Damon sitting on a rocking chair, covering a blanket with a bag of ice on his head and a thermometer in his mouth. He was rocking the chair and shivering at the same time.

“Damon?!” Deanna called and ran to him “You’re sick”
Damon nodded. His entire b©dy was covered with red, tiny rash.

“Have you seen a doctor?”
Damon shook his head
“Why?”

He pouted hisl-ips like he was going to cry.

“I’m so sorry. I’ll make you a cu-p of h0t tea” Deanna said and darted for the door. She returned almost immediately with a cu-p of h0t tea.
“Here” she said, proffering the cu-p of tea to Damon
Damon sneezed ha-rd as he took the cu-p of tea with shaky hands.
“Sorry” Deanna cooed as he drank the tea “Have you taken drugs?” she asked, taking the cu-p from him when he was done
“Yes” Damon muttered
“You’re sure you don’t nee-d a doctor?”
See a doctor for spending 30 minutes with a nerd? Damon thought
That’s hilarious
“I want a foot mas-sage” he demanded “There’s a bottle of oil in the first drawer”
Deanna nodded obe-diently and walked to the che-st of drawers. She searched the first drawer and found a bottle of mas-sage oil. She collected it and walked back to Damon. He was no longer shivering but he still held the blanket. Deanna sat on a low stool facing Damon then placed his foot on her th!gh. She applied little amount of the oil on her palm and started mas-saging his foot.

Damon watched her every move and was carried away by the t©uçh of her hand and the way she ru-bbe-d the oil into his skin. He felt relaxed and fell back to the chair with her eyes shut. Letting the s-en-sation rush down his spine.

Deanna smiled as he unconsciously re-moved the blanket. “I see you’re now warm”
“The virus finally left” Damon said with a smile
“what virus?”
“I’ll call it a nerd syndrome”
“What’s a nerd syndrome?”
“Don’t be a dumbo Bonnie!” Damon yelled with a cackle “The word doesn’t really exist. I just forged it”
“Oh!” Deanna laughed at her clumsiness “So what was really wrong with you?” she asked and dropped his foot on a foot stool then took the second foot
“I went out with a nerd” Damon blurted out and Deanna froze
“What’s wrong?” Damon asked, noticing her sudden change in countenance “you seem so affected by what I said”
Deanna f0rç£d a smile and continued mas-saging his foot.
“Nothing”

“Don’t tell me you’re a nerd”
Deanna laughed hysterically “I don’t go about wearing bug glas-ses and carrying big books. Do I?”

“you don’t”
“I hate nerds” Deanna chuckled with her heart racing
“So I went out with this beautiful nerd girl that I don’t even admire. It wasn’t really a d@t£, just a 30 minutes lunch to get to know her better”
“so you got to know her better”
“I didn’t, instead I got a flu” Damon laughed
“Is she that bad?”
“No. I’m just allergic to nerds”
“you’re allergic to nerds?” Deanna asked in surprise
“I am.. since I was three and my nanny was a nerd. I used to think those glas-ses would turn to squirrels and I hated squirrels so I would always run from her”
“So you can’t stay with a nerd?”
Damon sneezed “not for a second”

“I’m sorry”
“it’s not your fault” Damon said with a smile

It is, Deanna thought
“I even pleaded with her to take off those scary squirrels she wears on her eyes but she wouldn’t” Damon said and Deanna chuckled “I just wish I could stay away from her.. those glas-ses scares the $h!t out of me”
“sure you can”
I can’t, she’s the most important ingredient to destroy the world. Damon said to himself.

Deanna finished mas-saging the second foot and placed it on the footstool.

“Done!” she cl@pped excitedly and replaced the mas-sage oil in the drawer
“Thanks” Damon said
“uh!”
“For the door mas-sage.. it made me feel better”
Deanna smiled and returned to the stool she was sitting in earlier. She couldn’t st©p smiling at the fact that Damon said thank you to her. If only he knew she was the nerdy Deanna he was allergic to.
“So tell me why you went out with a nerd knowing fully well that you’re allergic to nerds”
“She’s an instrument”
“instrument?”
Damon nodded
“How?”

Damon smiled sardonically “if I tell you.. I’m gonna have to kill you”

“Then I’d rather not know” Deanna chuckled and there was an awkward silence between them.
“There’s something about your eyes” Damon said breaking the silence
“What?”
“I’ve seen then before”
Deanna’s heart skipped a beat and she faked a smile to hide her surprise. “you probably saw them in me”

“No” Damon shook his head “Elsewhere”

Deanna felt her heart almost ripping out her che-st as she swallowed ha-rd . “where?”
Damon laughed “in my imaginations”

Deanna laughed too “I guess the virus got into your head”
“I don’t want to remember it” Damon said and re-moved the ice bag from his head and the thermometer in his mouth.

“I guess my temperature is back to normal” he said studying the thermometer “all thanks to you”
Deanna smiled “I’m glad I could help”
“do you go to school?” Damon asked dropping the thermometer on the table
“I don’t”
“why?”
Deanna shook her head and kept mute.
“you dropped out?”
“No. I’ve never been to school my whole life”
“you’re kidding me”
“I’m not”
“Why don’t you go to school?”
“I’ve got no one to finance that”
“Oh!” Damon mouthed “what do you do in the morning when you’re not working here?”
“I work as a cleaner in…. ” Deanna cut herself in, placing her palms over her mouth
“you’re a cleaner?”
She pressed her eyes closed. How did she almost bur-st her bubble?

“For the people I love with. I have to clean the house every morning in return for their shelter and food” Deanna lied
“Don’t you want to go to school?”
“I do but… ” Deanna trailed off with a heavy sigh “But I can’t”
“I’ll take care of the finance”
“you don’t have to.. I prefer working”

“Then I can be your tutor”
“you don’t look intelligent” Deanna spat out
Damon frowned “I am”
“you don’t look serious with your studies”
“Well as a matter of fact, I am serious”

“What’s your lowest score in the clas-s?”
“68” Damon replied immediately “I didn’t re-ad for the exams”
“Still above average”
“That makes me intelligent right?”
Deanna shrugged “maybe”
“Then I’ll be your tutor” Damon said “but you’ll give me something in return”
“What’s the bargain?”
“you’ll go to the school’s gala night with me”

“what’s a gala night?”
“A night p@rty in school where everyone comes with their d@t£s. you got no d@t£, you get kicked out. and I don’t have a d@t£”

“But I’m not a student of Sparkles”

“That doesn’t matter. Everyone is invited”

Deanna thought for a while.
How was she going to be his d@t£ at the Gala night?

What if she gets sp©tted out as the nerdy cleaner and Damon pas-ses out right there, knowing she’s a nerd.

“Listen it’s not like you’re going to be my girlfriend or something. It’s just for a d@t£ so I don’t go alone”
“I un-derstand”
“And am not taking no for an answer”

Deanna smiled “Alright.. It’s not going to kill me”
“It’s in two days time”
“I know.. Friday night”
“Then your lessons starts tomorrow at 3:30. Don’t be late”
They talked of other less important things until it was night and Deanna was closed from work. She carried out few chores in Damon’s room and when she was done, she shouldered her bag, re-ady to leave.

“You’re done?” Damon asked and reached for his jacket
“Yes”
“I’ll see you off”
“The driver is going to drive me home”
Damon shook his head, cl!çk!ng his ton-gue “We’re going to trek”
“Trek?”
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“My house is down there” Deanna said when they got close to her house. She hadn’t been able to convince Damon to let her go alone so she let him accompany her. They got to the same sp©t she always asks the driver to st©p and she st©pped.

“I’ll continue from here, you have to go back now”
Damon shook his head with his hands in his pocket. “I’ll follow you to your front porch”
“You can’t do that” Deanna yelled “I live with my boss remember?”

“I didn’t forget that” Damon replied nonchalantly
“Then go back so….” Deanna was still talking when Damon walked past her and headed for her house. Deanna remained where she stood, thinking of a way to st©p Damon from following. An idea struck her and she smiled broadly. She was going to run away without Damon seeing her nor knowing where she ran off to.

“… If you want, you can walk behind me, am going to know where you live and there’s nothing you can do about….” he looked behind him and trailed off when he realized Deanna was no longer walking behind him.
“Bonnie?!” he called looking around
“Bonnie?! Bonnie?!” he searched around but there was no sign of her. “$h!t! She got away”

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Deanna was p@n-ting heavily and smiling at the same time as she ran to the house. Her idea had worked. She ran away without Damon seeing her.

She got close to the house and took off her wig. She shoved the wig into her bag and brushed her hair with her f!ngers.

Deanna st©pped running and started walking as she put on her glas-ses.

She got to the house and knocked on the front door and Vickie opened the door almost immediately.

“Good evening Aunt Vickie” Deanna greeted
Vickie smiled broadly and stepped aside for Deanna to come in.

“How was work today?”
“Fine” Deanna replied and asked “How is Moira?”

“she’s improving” Vickie replied gleefully

“Aside her skin turning normal, what else?” Deanna wanted to know

“she sneezed twice today”
“Really?”

“It’s a miracle Deanna, am so happy”

“I’ll go check on her” Deanna said and start to Moira’s room.
She smiled on seeing Moira slee-ping peacefully. Though she was still and wasn’t moving, she looked like every normal child.

Deanna walked out quietly and slammed the door shut. She pushed her hair back as she plodded to her room.

Once in her room, Deanna slammed the door behind her and sprawled on the be-d. She shut her tired eyelids and let out her breath in relief.

Her phone started ringing and she groped for the phone on the be-d. She t©uçhed it and brou-ght the screen to her face.

It was Stefan calling.

Deanna pressed the receive bu-tton and placed the phone on her ear.

📱Hi Stefan!

📲 Deanna?! How’re you doing?

📱Am fine.. just tired

📲 Get some rest. How’s Moira?

📱She’s better.. All thanks to you

📲 All thanks to God not me

📱C’mon Stefan, it was all you

📲 I didn’t call you to receive praises. I called to ask you for a favour

📱What favour?

📲 The school is holding a p@rty on Friday night and I don’t have a d@t£. It’s a Gala Night

📱And?

📲 I want you to be my d@t£ for the p@rty

📱Awwn.. I couldn’t say no

📲 Is that a yes?

📱Yes

📲 Thank you. I was thinking you would say no, that’s why I haven’t called until now

📱How can I refuse?

📲 Thanks again.. I’ll see you in school tomorrow

📱Goodnight

📲 Sleep ti-ght

Deanna ended the call, smiling sheepishly. She squee-zed the phone in her palms in excitement.

She was going on a d@t£ with Stefan and she was so excited about it. It has always being her dream to go on a d@t£ with Stefan.

Something struck her excitement. She had heard about The Gala Night before and it certainly wasn’t from Stefan. Then realization hit her and her jaws dropped.

Damon had asked her first. How had she not remembered?

Deanna dialled Stefan’s number to tell him she would be busy on Friday night but after few rings, she hung up. She couldn’t cancel her d@t£ with a guy she always admired.
She thought of calling Damon but he thinks she’s Bonnie not Deanna.

A thought c@m£ into her head. Call Hilda.

She dismissed the idea. Hilda would suggest she go with Stefan and Deanna wasn’t going to let Hilda go on a d@t£ with Stefan.

Then Damon. What was she going to do? 😕
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