𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑦

13

A few weeks later

•Celesto's POV•

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              Damien has been spending a lot of time working lately. Whenever he is back, he's just horny. I really don't mind though, as long as it makes him happy. I often find myself spending more time with Celeste than Damien.

              " Damien has been so busy. It doesn't bother me though." I tell Celeste after she asked me why I'm here for the 6th time this week. " I'm gonna beat that boy. He needs to spend time with you!" She tells me. I sigh. " It's fine, come on, let's go make some food." I tell her.

              I told her we were going to cook, but all that I've been cooking is thoughts. Maybe Celeste is right. Maybe it should bother me. I've had this itching feeling, but I've chose to ignore it. " Celesto honey, how about we cook another time. I need to talk with you." Celeste tells me. I nod and put the cooking supplies down.

                We sit down at our reading area and she holds my hands. " Celesto, Damien's been burying himself in work. I usually know everything that's going on with him, but he won't even update me. I know all he does is have sex when he comes home. I know you really don't want to hear this, and I don't even wanna say it. But, maybe it would be best if you two broke up." Celeste explains. I let go of her hands and shake my head.

                 " I-I can't. He loves me, and where would I go. He owns me, and he's practically insane for me." I reply. Celeste nods. " I know honey, but I have another house. We could live together, I'n tired of his shenanigans too." She tells me. " I need time to think this over. I don't think I'm going to until I get a solid reason." I say before getting up and walking off. 

                  A few workers and friends greet me while I walk down the hallway. All I can think of is Damien. Their words are flushed out. My eyes are blurry with tears. I begin to jog to our room. I can't let anyone see me crying like this.

                   I open the door and quickly close it behind me. " Finally, you're back. I've been-" he stops talking as he notices my tears. " angel?" He asks. He goes up to me and gives me a hug. I push him off. " Angel, what's wrong?" He asks. " is that all you really care about? having sex with me? i haven't had a proper talk with you in weeks. i've been the only one saying " i love you." i've been the only one showing some emotion rather than horny. i'm gonna sleep in my room tonight." I say before running out.

                      Damien tries to protest but just lets me go. I sob and bury myself in the blankets as soon as I get in. This doesn't even feel real. Everything is static. There's outside noises that don't belong. My emotions don't have as much depth as they usually do. This would be about the part where I pass out, or freak out. I shut my eyes tight.

                    When I open them again, I'm in Damien's arms. I rub my eyes. We're not naked. We're not in the guest bedroom. " damien?" I ask. He wakes up and rubs his eyes. " what happened last night?" I ask. My hands slightly shake. I begin to fidget with my nails. What if I said something bad? " When I came in the room you were sleep, so I just got in and went to bed." I sigh deeply. Just a dream.

                    A tear falls from my eyes. All sound around me drowns out except Damien's voice; clear as day. He pulls me in his arms and whispers sweet nothings to me. I bury my head in his scent. He smells different each time. Chocolate cupcakes. " Wanna tell me about the nightmare?" He asks. I shake my head no. " j-just hug." I mumble. He smiles.

" Come on, let's go make some hot coco." 

I got bored and needed to introduce the time skip.

This chapter is basically useless, but every chapter after this takes place after it

I'm gonna go have some hot coco now

Word count: 727