Just Pretend With Me

10

~Athena~

The next morning, I got up before Damian again...using that time to look out the window at the view below us. I remembered the words he had used last night, all of them being about Reagan..

Was he still thinking about her and using me or was he helping me out of pity?

I turned my head as Damian moved from under the covers, peaking his head out. "Morning," He groaned. "Mhm..yeah.." I focus my gaze back on the window as he rolls off the bed and steps toward me. "What's wrong?" He asks. And it takes me a moment to fully collect myself before answering. "Do you still like Reagan...because if you do... I don't wanna just be a tool used and played with..when you're trying to get over her...I don't know how to explain this..and I have no idea what it is but.. if I'm wrong and it's pity you're giving me.. I don't want it..."

He stands there and chuckles. "W-What's so funny.." He covers his face in embarrassment and thats when I finally realized how red his face was. "So you were awake last night.." I stare at the ground, playing with my fingers and choosing to ignore his question.

"When I left the room yesterday, Reagan showed up here. I had a conversation with her outside.." He sharply inhaled. "She didn't come back for me..she came back to hurt me..and was sent by your sister." "Madison?!" I gasp. "Sure if that's what her name is." He shrugs. "I didn't really know how to feel after that...so I just decided that I'd forget about her."

He rested his chin on the opening between my neck and my shoulder. "I wouldn't do all of this for you out of pity... and maybe at first..I used you to get over Reagan...but now.." His voice got quiet. "All I want is you." My eyes widened and I hesitated.

"Y-You should use all those acting skills for school later.." He looked away and shrugged. "Acting..yeah... Well would you at least pretend you think I'm funny?" I stuck out my tongue. "That costs extra pretty boy." I fight all the voices telling me otherwise in the back of my head. Wondering who exactly I was trying to convince..him or myself?

"Y-You know I don't like you right?" He nods, finally making eye contact with me. "Yeah, well, I'm not paying you to like me. I'm paying you to laugh at my jokes and cling to me like a magnet...Actually," He holds out his pinky. "There's one rule.." I look at him sideways. "And what's that?" "You can't fall in love with me..no matter what. Promise me."

I wait a few seconds before interlocking my pinky with his. "P-Promise."