Being Different

50 Shades of Lust and Pain

A/N: Aye me...Damien is going off the deep end...and brother Bron is there to save him...

In case y'all are wondering...this is Brazilian sensation Marlon Teixeira, hot male model...love his curls and those expressive eyes, don't you? He's a bit slimmer than I imagined Damien would be but...well...

Damien POV

I had to leave...I had to leave because I was not in the right state of mind. It was sweet of Bron to try and stem the anger and hate that was boiling within me but seeing Randy made it rise to the surface, and boy, did it rise!

I had never seen my father so mad at me before, until I realized my grave mistake by beating the crap out of Agent Topher Mullins on the training grounds. The poor guy had to go into Emergency to have a few stitches above his right eye, a sling for his sprained wrist, and a broken rib.

I was not aware of my own strength, when I assaulted Agent Mullins. The man took the blows bravely without so much as a whimper, that I felt that I had sunk to an all-time low. How on earth could I have been so callous? How on earth could I let Randy's presence get to me like this? How stupid of me to allow him to get to me!!!

I went back to my apartment that evening. I told my father that I had made up my mind to keep the place regardless of my having to go back to the compound to train. I needed some alone time to myself for a bit, but also, I had planned, hopefully, to bring the child here, to the apartment eventually.

But then I thought of how much time I would be spending by studying and training full-time. It was inevitable that I would be living back at the compound soon enough due to the circumstances of being responsible for a child that was not even mine! But then again, I would be able to look after the baby as well as continue my education and training together.

Bry had informed me of the baby being cared for in hospital for the time-being as the child had contracted a cold. The child was also undergoing some tests, plus the usual vaccinations that a baby should have. Perhaps it was best for the child to be there, at least for now, until I could get my head around important factors governing my own circumstances.

But of all the places to seek solace, I again found myself going out to that wretched club, looking for comfort from a stranger. I had even come prepared with some condoms in my wallet. No way was I going to be caught dead in a situation where I would end up making the mistake of becoming a father to someone's child, if I ever decided to try my luck with someone of the female persuasion, not that I was curious.

As an agent, I knew too well that I would eventually become exposed to such scenarios as my father had been, but I would be careful should any sexual situations arise. For now, I was even slightly relieved that being at Eden never exposed me to anything of the kind, yet, here I was, looking for some non-committing action from a total stranger, whomever that person may be.

It came as no surprise to me that I would find Tanner there and no, he was not alone but with another guy whom I assumed was that friend of his. He had spotted me sitting quietly at the far end of the bar where it was quiet, and where I could peruse the action.

He came up, acting sure of himself, casually introducing his friend to me. I was not in the mood for pleasantries, but I was not unkind and just said hi and moved off. I hoped that the message was clear that I was not there to make small talk, or to befriend the likes of someone such as him.

I suddenly found myself in a dimly lit corridor, where men hung out with men, groping, feeling, kissing...among other things. As I made my way through standing, yet writhing bodies, I soon felt several sets of hands run themselves all over me, copping copious, illicit feels of my body. A pair of lips found their way towards mine, planting rough, voracious kisses, while a heated palm stroked my abs under my tight tee-shirt, which had now been hitched up, exposing my hard pecs.