Vended to Don Damon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Damon’s POVThe smell of strong antiseptics hit my nose before my eyes fluttered open.White walls. Green curtains. Beeping machines.Was I…Holy Fuck.A fucking hospital.I was lying on an antiseptic-soaked bed, tied to beeping machines and IV stands.What exactly had happened? The last thing I remembered was being hit heavily and spinning off the ground, rolling all the way over to the edge of the bridge.I think I’d blacked out then.I tried to sit up on the bed, and a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, searing through my brain, and I groaned out loud.“You might want to take it easy,” the familiar, annoying voice called from behind me. “You were badly hurt, you know.”I whipped my head to the side to see Luca lying on the bed a few feet away, equally tied to these fucking machines, a bored look on his face.He was hurt too?“Ugh, fuck,” I groaned, sitting up straighter and trying to crack my bandaged neck. “What happened?” I queried, glancing over at him.He smirked, equall

Iris’s POVI stumbled into the garage, my vision blurry from the tears that streamed down my face once I got past the reception.I didn’t want to give that receptionist something to laugh about.Meanwhile, it didn’t take Damon long enough to remind me I was just a pet to him, seeing how he’d spoken to me earlier on.How could he be so harsh? Couldn’t he at least consider the effort we put into arranging all of this, and still running over here when we heard he was sick? Balloons in hand and all?But he hadn’t said anything about the birthday. He hadn’t denied it or accepted it either.So, was it his birthday, or not?Groaning out loud in frustration at the confusion that fogged my brain, I kicked my foot against the tire of a car that was parked to the side, walking away without glancing back as it beeps continuously.I’d always known Damon to be cold, but there was something to this side he showed to me this morning that irked me. Worried me. The harsh lash-out had held a lot of vuln

Zach’s POVI stretched out fully atop the full body scanner, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.This was going to be about the thousandth visit to my doctor, for the necessary check ups I had to subscribe to.The thing is, my heart’s failing. It’s been failing ever since I was a kid, lol, and yet, here I am.“I’ll administer the shot now, Zach,” the doctor announced, coming to stand at my side with a syringe. “Please put away your phone.”I rolled my eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. “Is the shot always really necessary, doc?” I demanded, not feeling up to this check-up today.“You know it’s necessary,” he replied. “It’s a necessity that cannot be overemphasized because it helps regulate the shock your body goes into once we get into the whole process.” He pulled the syringe, stepping closer. “Now, please put away the phone.”Sighing, I handed it over to the medical attendant who stood to the side, exhaling slowly in readiness for the shot. I hated syringes.The doc stepped

Damon’s POVThe sleek black car pulled up to the curb as soon as we stepped out of the hospital, and walking up to it briskly, I pulled the door open and got in.Marcus, who was just getting out of the driver’s seat to move over to the other side and hold the door open for me, paused in his steps as he saw I had already slid into the backseat.He kept his gaze fixated in curiosity, on Luca, who walked over to the other side and got into the backseat with me.“Marcus,” I bit out, glaring at him in the rearview mirror. “Back to the manor,” I added, and he quickly strapped on his seatbelt and ignited the engine.As the car rolled onto the highway, I leaned forward and tore off the jacket, feeling hot all over, despite the air conditioner blasting cold air inside the car.“You shouldn’t have done that,” I started after a while, breaking the heavy silence in the car, and Luca, as if sensing I was referring to him, and almost like he’d been waiting for this moment, whipped his gaze to me.“

Zach’s POV“Fucking hell!” I yelled, gripping both sides of my head as sharp, blinding pain zinged through it, teleporting to my heart and squeezing hard.The fucking pills, again. It did this to me.But this pain, the whole of it, couldn’t be attributed to just the pills alone.Damon Vyon. He had riled me up pretty badly at the hospital.I hadn’t expected him to recognize me after all these years. We’d grown into adults, after all.But still, I’d had the tiniest bits of hope when our eyes collided back at the hospital. Hope that he will recognize me, even if it was a little bit.But that was completely impossible. I wasn’t the same boy I was back then.I’d grown in ways no one would have expected and altered my looks also. I’d been on a revenge mission from a very young age, and it was all targeted towards one person—well, right now.Before, I’d had a long list of people I held a grudge against. And Damon was at the top.I’d made sure to end the lives of everyone that had contributed