The Selected

The Answer

Hi everyone! I am soooooo sorry I haven't updated In forever but the past months were hectic!!!! Anyways, here's the next chapter! Hope you enjoy it! (Pardon any mistakes, it isn't edited 😖)

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I remain seated on the bench for what seems like hours, and watch as Damon continuously paces back and forth. None of us even says two words to each other and I can begin to hear the voices outside the door die down. Leaning my head back against the wall behind me I just stare at Damon, trying to figure him out. He's arrogant, I'll give him that. But then he also seems like he actually cares about things other than himself, I mean, he did stop me from hitting my head on the ground when I passed out, and was kind enough to clean my head wound when I was both conscious and unconscious. But then again he's also rude, and obnoxious and once again, ARROGANT AS HELL.

"One hundred and seventy seven" I say.

"What??" Damon asks, finally standing still.

"That's how many times you've paced back and forth. One hundred and twenty seven times." Damon just stares at me like I'm crazy... And then continues to pace again.

"One hundred and twenty eight..... One hundred and twenty nine" I begin to count.

"Would you cut that out?!"

"Oh come on I'm bored!" I whine while getting to my feet. "Can't we do something? Anything?"

"We can play the quiet game. See how long you can not talk for."

"Shut up."

"See you already lost". I glare at him before sitting back down and Continuing to watch him pace. When he reaches 204 paces I finally break the silence by asking the one question I've been waiting to hear the answer to since this morning.

"Am I staying?" I ask

"Huh?"

"Am I staying. Like here at the palace?" I stand back up again. "Before, all this happened," I say while motioning to the hidden door, "we were listening to hear whether or not we were leaving the palace... As in being eliminated, because"

"Yeah I know how the selection works" he cuts me off. Glaring at him, I continue,

"Well anyways... I just wanted to know if.. Well if"

"If I eliminated you?" He finishes my sentence. I blush and break our eye contact, suddenly finding the floor to be very amusing. He takes a step closer to me. "You like me" he says with a smirk.

"What?! No!"

"Yes you do" he laughs, "you like me and I happened to prove it two hundred and four paces ago".

"What are you even talking about?!" I basically scream at him.

"When I kissed you. You didn't back away. you liked it!"

"I did not! You just... You just caught me off guard"

"So this doesn't scare you then?" He says closing the space between us.

"No." I say strongly.

"And this" he says placing both of his hands on the wall behind me, closing me in, "this doesn't give you butterflies?"

"N..no." I say quietly, frozen to where I am.

"And this", he whispers softly in my ear before brushing his lips across my neck, "this doesn't give you shivers?" He says teasing me.

"No..." I say so quietly it's almost inaudible.

"What about this." He brings his hand to the side of my face before gently pressing his lips against mine.

As if on que the door burst open and I push Damon away from me. Two guards come running in asking the prince of he's alright and unharmed.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine. But I believe Lady Carter is a little shaken up. I mean look at her, her face is all read and she has goosebumps running up her arms". He says clearly trying to irritate me.

"I'm fine" I spit out before the guards both nod their heads and walk out of the room. As soon as they're out of sight Damon bursts out laughing.

"I hate you." I say while crossing my arms for dramatic effect.

"Aww come on sweetheart. It's okay that you like me. Everyone does" he says while putting my face in his hands and giving me a fake pout.

"First of all, DO NOT touch me ever again" I say swatting his hands away. "Second, call me sweetheart again and I will kick you so hard in an area that you do NOT want to be kicked in. And third, if I were you I would grab some ice for that foot of yours."

"What? Ice? Why would I need.." I stomp my foot so hard onto his that I almost brake my heel, causing him cry out so loud that two guards in the nearby vicinity turn their heads. I lift Damon's chin up with my right hand before saying,

"The ice is for that foot. And you know what? You're right. I am attracted to you. That girly scream of yours really got to me." I then drop my hand, winking at him as I strut out of the room, EXTREMELY proud of myself. Right before I turn the corner I hear him yell, "I'll see you tomorrow" causing me to stop in my tracks momentarily before continuing on to my room.... Well. I guess I now know the answer to whether or not I was eliminated.