Damien:I drove long hours to the suburbs of town, and ended up renting an inn there to stay the night. I had planned to go to a five star hotel initially, but I changed my mind and remained at the nature peaceful inn. When my phone popped an email notification, I hurriedly checked it to see what it was about, but was quickly disappointed when I realized that it wasn't what I wanted. I was looking for my mum, and I heard she moved to the Czech republic. It had been fifteen years since she left, and it was hard for me to act like I didn't care. Though I still resented her strongly for leaving in that manner, I wanted to know that she was doing well at least. Ever since she married dad, he was usually verbally abusive, and sometimes physically to her. She couldn't handle it after four years and left alone, after he said that she could never take me with her. We moved almost immediately after she left, which would have made it harder for her to trace us even if she wanted to. Dad had
Dabby: I changed the direction of my step instantly, and decided to run through the field in front of the school. Mason told me that I should meet him in front of the drama club room at the other side of the building. As I was about to run out, I saw two hefty guys standing before me and I recognized them as Damien's friends. I became scared. "Hey there, kitty. How is it that you keep getting roped with Damien everytime?!" The first one whom I knew as Bryan asked, and my tongue became tied immediately. I was terrified to my death, because of the overbearing tension his eyes carried. It made me realize that Damien didn't tell friends anything about himself or family, and it could never be in my place to tell them. But not answering their questions meant trouble too, and I started to think of reasonable answers in my head. "I do… not know why. It just hap..pens like that," I stuttered in a pitiful voice, with no plausible answer to tell the two angry, protective friends of Da
Damien: "Bryan! Are you out of your mind?! Were you going to kill her?!" I demanded from Bryan the moment I dragged him away from the scene into an empty laboratory. Xavier too followed, and kicked the door behind us. "Are you defending that bitch?! You defending that little kitty because I was trying to defend you? Are you fucking her?" Bryan tried to play the victim, and demanded answers to the questions that he was asking me in a very rude manner."And what if I was? Defending me or not, you were going to kill her if I had arrived minutes later. Did you see the way those students were gathered round to look at you?" I fretted, and Xavier was just telling me to calm down. He was the most gentle of us all, and I was closer to him. "So you want to mess your guy because of your fuck buddy? Is that how is it now?!" Bryan yelled aggressively again, and tried to come at me in anger. We never had any reason to argue in the past till the point of physical fighting, so he didn't know w
Dabby: The moment Damien made a promise if we could prove our relationship to him, made me wonder why he was going to such lengths to care if our relationship was real. It made me relieved honestly that he was doing that, because I could finally cancel the evil deed that he made me go through. Mason gave me the look that questioned if I was willing, as we had planned before when I agreed to be in a fake relationship. I knew he was my friend and wouldn't want to hurt me, and I had agreed without freaking out, that we could go cool lengths of skinship. Mason's lips touched on mine gently, and it wasn't as suffocating as I thought it would be, even if I intentionally held my breath. It was just a normal lip kiss, and it wasn't so weird. It however felt different from the one I had with Damien. I didn't get the spark. After we left Damien's sight, Mason apologized for doing that, and I said it was okay. I hugged him instead and thanked him for helping me get rid of Damien, long enoug
Damien: As for Madison, I sent her slutty videos and pictures from the club, with a screenshot that threatened that I was going to send it to her father. And also to the school forum. It wasn't usual for me to give someone another chance the second time, and it made me wonder if I was getting really calmer than before. If it were in the past, posters and fliers of her nude would be circulating the school hallways already. Bryan apologized to I and Xavier for being a jerk, and promised that he had told his mum who took him to a therapist. He and his girlfriend that were initially on a relationship break, finally came back together and things looked like they were going fine again. Things were the same at home, and it was still the same awkwardness between I and dad. Joanne was trying to be a good mum to me too, but I wasn't giving her any chance to do that. I stayed off Dabby's business as I promised, and it was getting really harder to communicate with her. We were not talki
Dabby"I cannot believe that we are going on an unnecessary vacation trip planned by you. The midterms are for relaxation, mum," I murmured continually as I carried a barbeque pan with me, while she carried the box that she had packed to the living room. "You will love it, dear. Your father's friend owns the vacation house, and we are allowed to use it as much as we like," she said with a brilliant smile, and I knew that her mind was made up. Anything I would have said would not matter any longer. "Is everyone going? Like everyone?" I asked again like I didn't know the answer to my question, and mum looked at me incredulously."What do you mean everyone? We all are going. You, me, Spencer and Damien. It is called family bonding, and it is what we need now. The midterms sped up the process," she gave me another coy smile again, and her confirmation ruined my mood even more, "Hurry up and bring your bags down. We leave in the next twenty minutes." I certainly couldn't imagine how it
Dabby: The journey even got worse for me when mum insisted that we traveled by road, when Mr. Anderson wanted to get flight tickets for everyone. She said the best part of road trips was when we were traveling by road, since the journey was just five hours to our destination. I could see the anger in his face when she established her own opinion, but she didn't even care about his expression. She got whatever she wanted most of the time, and it didn't matter what was going to happen after. Classic music played in the car all through as we traveled, with Mr. Anderson driving steadily on the road without any problems. Mum was enjoying the flow as she ate so much junk food in a few hours, while I was stuck at the back with Damien. He had earpods in his ears that probably played music, and wasn't minding anyone at all. You got that right, we were not talking. I was sitting close to the stepbrother that I kissed nights away, and he seemed to be so unaffected by it. He didn't even
DAMIEN:The shadow of her pretty face was close to mine, when I laid on the swim chair. I could smell the sweet fragrance of the berry juice she drank, and it seemed to intoxicate my senses. I pulled her head back immediately I realized that she withdrew, and those pretty heart lips caught my eyes. They looked so irresistible at that point. Her tongue and lips were in my mouth, and I kissed them passionately like I had longed for them. And it was true. I had. Probably since the day that we had a bump kiss, or even earlier than that. The one that happened a few days ago in the backyard of our house, was the alcohol that I drank controlling what I wanted. When I realized what I had done, I was too taken aback to talk about it immediately we broke from the kiss. I took advantage of my drunken state to leave her there without saying any words, and to also pretend like I didn't remember anything the next day. I felt so much guilt. I felt so bad for everything that I had done, that