Promises | ✔️

Chapter 57: Busy, Busy, Busy

THIS CHAPTER MAKES A LOT OF SKIPS AS I HAD A LOT OF EVENTS IN MIND, BUT THEY ALL DIDN'T TAKE MUCH TIME AND HAPPENED THROUGHOUT A SPAN OF A FEW DAYS. THERE IS ALSO A POV CHANGE.

"AHH!" I jumped out of bed.

"WHAT? WHAT?" Damien burst out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.

"Mary Jacobs is going to visit the office."

"Who?" Damien asked from inside the closet.

"The author. I told you about her." I walked into the closet as Damien was putting on some pants. I grazed my fingers along his- more like our-  hoodie collection.

"Oh. Ok." Damien grabbed a shirt from the hanger.

"You don't understand." I grabbed his face and kissed his cheek.

"I really don't, darling." 

***

It had been a month since I started my job. I had made more friends around the office as most people were very friendly. Zach had given me more jobs to do, and I was learning more. Today I was going in early because Mary Jacobs, the author, was actually coming in, and Zach said we could meet.

"Damien! Come on. We're gonna be late!" I yelled from the living room.

"I'm coming. I'm coming." Damien rushed out of the bedroom. He grabbed the keys and opened the front door.

"See. This is why you should let me get my car." I told him while we were waiting for the elevator.

"Naya." The elevator opened. "I told you. I can take you."

"I know, but you have your own stuff to do. And I should be able to take care of myself and things I have to do."

"Belle. I know you have other priorities in your life to worry about, but I'm still here. I'm still your boyfriend."

I whipped my head to look at him. "I know that. Why would you need to say that?"

"I just know you're busy with your job. And I can't have all your attention anymore." We stepped out of the elevator and to Damien's bike.

"Have I been ignoring you? I'm sorry."

"Hey." Damien put his hands on my shoulders. "I understand."

"How about we do something tonight?" I suggested.

"Ok, darling." Damien smiled and kissed my forehead.

***

Currently, Damien and I were at the movie theater.

"Sour Patch or Swedish Fish?" I asked him.

"How about both?" He grinned.

"Ok." I turned to the lady at the counter. "One Sour Patch and one Swedish Fish."

I grabbed the candy and followed Damien to the guy collecting tickets. We walked towards the theater that was pretty empty since there were only ads playing on the screen.

As we made our way up the steps to our seats in the top row, I stopped walking and stared at the seats.

"Belle?" Damien looked back at me confused, and I just stared at the seats. "Naya? Are you ok?"

The memory of Chuck touching and kissing me replayed in my head.

He looked at where I was staring, and then back at me.

"Oh, darling." My boyfriend stood in front of me and wrapped his arms around me. "Do you want to leave?"

"No, no. I'm fine." I pulled away and smiled. I started walking up to our seats, but he grabbed my hand.