burning hearts | 18+

f o u r

*listen to the song while reading if you wish!*

L U N A
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Anger courses through my veins. He knew. This whole time I went to his home for comfort, and the whole time he knew it was him. I feel like I'm going to puke.

"That's what you meant," I say bitterly. "That's why you told me not to pack my stuff. You knew."

He nods, "I did."

I stand closer to him, "And you didn't even bother to tell me." I scoff.

He opens his mouth to say something, I lift my knee up and knee him in the stomach, he groans and holds himself, "Shit."

"Fuck you." I say, flipping him the bird. I turn to my dad with a look of disgust, "And fuck you too." I scoff. "Fuck all of you!"

I turn around and take off to my room. When I enter my room, I lock the door and jump onto my bed. I'm so pissed right now. My family is fucking sick. They never tell me anything, so I never know anything. And their so secretive, it's hard to find out anything on my own.

What I do know though, is no matter how hard I try to fight it, I'm going to have to go through with this. Damien is the one I'm going to have to marry.

Marriage should be for love. He doesn't love me. No matter how handsome and sexy he is, I don't love him in that way. What I feel for him if anything is lust.

He's the type of guy you fuck and never hear from again. He's shitty. You don't marry a shitty man. Especially not your twin brothers bestfriend.

Damien isn't ok with this whole thing. I could see it on his face. He cares for me like a sister, so he's only doing this to repay my father for the things he's done for him.

He's been through a lot. God only knows what goes on in his brain. His whole childhood was forced away from him.

My father got Damien out of his abusive home. He didn't have good parents when he was a kid, so my father would let him stay over here half the time. Damien practically lived here. My dad took him in as his own.

I don't see Damien as my brother deep down. My body doesn't either. Anytime he's near, I can feel it. Everywhere. I have this desire for him that only grows hotter. It can't be contained.

A knock lands on my door and my mother steps in, I sigh, "What do you want?"

She sits on my bed and pulls me close, "I love you, Luna. Please know that."

I feel tears threaten to escape my eyes, "Why are you doing this?"

She rubs my arm, attempting to comfort me, "I went through this too one time. Me and your fathers marriage was arranged. It was what was best for the both of us, to keep us safe. You've never been safe, my love. We don't want to have to worry about your safety. There are people that want you out there. They're ruthless. There's no telling what they'll do to find you and hurt you or your loved ones." she explains, "Damien will keep you safe. That is why your father chose him. He's close, we love him, and he loves you believe it or not, so this won't change much."

I think about it for a moment. Damien has been friends with my brother since we were two years old. He's always been here for our family, even as kids. When my brother or Luca needed him, he was there. He's never let us down.