8:20 am
~ Anya's Pov ~
What the hell is wrong with Damian.
"Damian, what's wrong?" I call out
"A-Anya......"
He's struggling to say something, maybe I should check it out?
I tiptoe to his right, and take a sneak through his shoulder
........
"Damian...... who did this....."
He finally turns at me, his eyes wide,
"I have no idea. But that's a child. And a child shouldn't go through this."
I pull his arm, "let's get out of here.."
He stiffens.
"Wait."
"What the hell, Damian, you want to see more of this?" My voice struggles to reason with him
He turns around, and pulls his arm away from me. He seems to be searching for something?
"Anya, remember that drug I told you about?" He opens drawers, and his eyes examined through papers
"Drugs?" I look at him curiously, "Please don't tell me your trying to look for it.."
He stops his tracks, swings around. His desperate eyes meets mine.
"Do you want to see children like this again? The only way we can stop it is if-"
God, why did I interrupt him. "Damian, do you think we can both stop them? I barely got into this school. If we get caught, I swear I will ruin you."
He clenches his teeth, "Anya, I understand. But, at least try with me. If we get caught, I swear-"
"You swear what?" My voice cracks, "Remember that time I punched you? When we first met? I punched you because I knew you were not worthy of anything. You couldn't make your father proud, let alone save the school"
I finally realize what I said.
I can feel his breath racing, synching with mine as he approaches me.
"Damian, I'm-"
He raises his voice at me, "You're not sorry. You were never sorry. The only reason you ever helped me was to make a living out of being my friend. You never gave a fuck about my feelings, all you cared about was money. And I knew that through your father."
"Don't you speak a word about my father." I step back.
"Oh, so you can?" He steps closer, "Fine, don't help me, get lost. I'll deal with this myself."
I step back, "Damian, all your life, you thought you ruled the school. The least I can do is insult you."
He takes 2 steps forward this time, "Your not insulting me, your using my weak point against me."
"Look, Damian, I-" I step back, but, oh? The wall is blocking my way.
"Anya, you knew what I felt about you this entire time?" He steps even closer.
I stare at him blankly.
"I-" He's so close. His chest almost touching mine. I can feel his hot breath rushing through my face.
He seems to be struggling to say it.
"I-" Better yet, he seems to be struggling to look at me.
"I get it, Damian." I finally say, "you hate me, now get off me and let me go! If you get caught, don't blame me."
He steps back without saying a word. His face flush awkwardly.
"And don't you ever dare-!"
My eyes tingle. There's something bright and silver in the distant, on the counter.
I change the subject, "Damian. You said you were looking for a drug, right?"
He pauses, and his right eyebrow arches upward, "I thought you didn't want to help me."
I point behind him, "Is the drug in a syringe? Because, I think I found it."
He swings back immediately, following where I pointed.
"Oh my god, Anya-!" His voice squeaks, "You found it!"
"Your welcome." I roll my eyes.
Authors Message:
OMG guys I'm SO SO SORRY for uploading this late. I've been struggling with uni work and I've been traveling a lot, so I never really had time to finish this chapter!! I promise I'll try finishing chapter 5 next week. Happy new years!!
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