Malia’s POV.
We were sitting on the couch so far non of us saying anything. I don’t know what to say, I haven’t exactly been lying, but I haven’t told him the truth either.
“I’m so sorry I never told you!” I said finally looking at him.
“Christ Malia! I’ve been friends with that fucker for all this time..” he said I could hear the disappointment in his voice. I felt awful.
“I know... but I wasn’t ready to talk about it, hell I still ain’t Ready.” I said.
“Well apparently you told Damon.” He hissed.
“That’s not fair! I had to tell him. He figured out something was wrong when I had panic attack!” I hissed back.
“You’ve been having panic attacks??” He said his whole demeanor changed, he shifted in his seat and pulled me in for a hug..
“I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there for you!!
