The Demon to His Angel

|Those 3 words|

"Damien, Tell me about the letters." I said as he sat across from me "I wrote them early this morning.. I'm so sorry" he started to cry again and I moved him back against my chest "It's okay it's okay, next time you feel that way talk to me please. I've felt this way I know how it feels." He looked up at me confused and before he could utter a work I rolled up my hoodie sleeves and showed him. "See?" He quickly pulled the sleeves down and hugged me "I'm so sorry.." I hugged him back with a smile. "It's okay hun" he giggled a bit "hun? What?" "Oh im sorry i say that to peop-" I cut myself off but he looked at me with a smile "people you love?" I nodded a bit and he laughed "I love you too roomie" I felt hurt in a way. He only saw me as his roomie? But all this time spending tog- wyatt get out of your head he just broke up with someone. I smiled a bit "now lets get some sleep okay?" "Mmm one more video pleaseee" I smiled "one more" he picked another markiplier video and it was about an hour long. I could barely focus on the video I was focused on him. As he slowly drifted off to sleep I went downstairs. I sat down in the living room and Sam came and sat next to me. "Hey why arent you up there with him" "oh uh just need a moment to myself" They saw right through my bullcrap "seriously whats wrong hun" they said as they poured us two glasses of apple juice. Yes we are children shut up. "It's just.. Sam what would you do if you had a crush on someone but you've only known them for a week or two?" "Here you go honey, and I would go for it. Lifes to short to let those chances go to waste. What's this all about?" Sam said looking at me as I took a sip of my apple juice. "Promise not to say anything?" They nodded with a smile as I started..