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Chapter 5: A date gone Dark.

You entered your room and sat down on the floor, slamming the door behind you. You were beyond upset at Mark, he'd been cancelling out on your get togethers for years now but the moment you did? Suddenly it was wrong.

 Mark was allowed to push you aside and replace you as much as he wanted. Merely thinking about it caused you to clench your fists incredibly hard. But no more, no longer were you going to deal with that bullshit. Damien would never do such a thing to y- Wait, why are you thinking about Damien? Your argument with Mark had nothing to do with him. Maybe Mark was right. 

Going on this date might be a bad ide- Suddenly, a sharp, stabbing pain shot through your head, followed by a piercing ringing in your ears that made you squeeze your eyes shut.. You groaned and held your head in pain, stretching out your legs. You blinked once it stopped, feeling lightheaded. What were you thinking about? Oh yes, Damien. You felt like you could go on for hours about how sweet he's been to you. "You deserve somebody who won't take you for granted..Somebody who would give you the world.." He'd told you. You didn't want to think about Damien too much, but his face kept invading your mind, taking hold of it with his sweet words.

Your foot suddenly made contact with something, a deck of tarot cards. It piqued your curiosity so you picked it up and shuffled the deck before spreading it out. You picked up the first card, turning it over to reveal the seven of swords. Deception. You shakily place it down before picking up your second tarot. The Devil. The creature in the illustration looming over a chained subordinate kneeling to him. The room felt colder and the strange scar on your wrist started to burn again. With a shaky hand you picked up your final tarot. The moon. Something was lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right time to pounce. The pain jolted through your body again and suddenly you found yourself fully dressed for your date. You took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of apprehension before your date.

 You couldn't back out on Damien now, it'd be rude. What was the worst that could happen anyways?

You entered the restaurant with Damien, taking in its magnificent glamour. You'd only really seen places like this in your dreams or just passing by. Damien pulled out a chair for you and smiled gentlemanly at you while you sat down. His charming demeanor made you melt inside while making you uncomfortable at the same time. Damien sat in front of you, smiling charmingly while he poured wine for the 2 of you. 

You smiled at him. "I'm so glad I chose to come out here with you. It really takes my mind off the whole situation I had with Mark." You said, taking a sip of the wine. It tasted odd and much more..bitter than it should be. You took another sip to confirm you weren't imagining it. Damien smiled at you. "Of course. Anything for you. I could take you to the places you want to go.." Suddenly, your vision started to blur and you felt drowsy. Your head started to hurt. "

I can especially take you to the places you don't want to go.." Damiens grin turned sinister. You quickly shoved your hands into your pockets and made an attempt to call Mark with whatever remained of your strength. Damien stalked towards you. "There is nothing that you, Or he could do to stop me. You're powerless now, little mouse.." He grabbed your chin forcefully and pulled you into a rough kiss. 

"Don't worry, mon amour. You'll never leave me again.." A quiet cry of panic escaped your lips before everything went dark.