~Midnight's Cry~ (On hold)

~Midnight's Cry~: Am I fine? {4}

Hayden's POV

"What?!" Adam screamed at me. I flinched and moved my eyes over at Damien and gave him a vicious look. He just smiled sweetly in return, "Better late then never." I let out a sigh of frustration and looked at Adam, "Well...you see--" "What in the world do you mean you two are engaged Ms.O'Donnor?" Principal James barked at me.

I winced and was going to speak when again Damien beat me to it, "Soon to be Mrs.White, Principal James." He smirked but continued, "And it's an arranged marriage. Which means we have no say in it." Damien said slowly like he was explaining it to a five-year old.

I looked at Adam and his face was red and angry. For some reason, I was kinda glad I was getting married to someone else because that meant that I didn't have to put up with Adam anymore. Hopefully...

I swallowed, "H-he's right. Our parents arranged it." I looked at Damien and he smiled reassuringly at me. Yeah, I was definitely glad I wouldn't have to put up with Adam.

"I'm gonna fight this." Adam said a moment later, calmly. My eyes widened and I looked up at him, aware that Damien was doing the same.

I opened my mouth but it was as if Damien spoke for me. Damn, did he have to do that every time? "What the hell do you mean?" Damien snapped. I felt a little shocked at this because well, I hadn't expected him to sound so...protective. I thought he would be bummed about the idea of having to be forced into marriage.

Adam rolled his eyes, and a second later, had his hand in mine. The spot where his fingers intertwined with mine turned ice cold and I frowned. "I mean that I'm going to try to stop this marriage from happening. I love her, you know." Adam said with fake innocence. It kinda stung a little bit that someone who didn't love me at all would pretend that they did. It stung and infuriated me.

Anger flashed through Damien's eyes and he scoffed, "Yeah right. Do you really expect me to believe that?" He leaned forward so that his breath was hot and sweet against my cheek. I liked it...in a way.

"You're just jealous that she loves me and not you." Okay, seriously, these two were acting like kids! I bit my lip as they continued, "Actually, no, I'm not. Because since I'm going to be the one marrying her and not you, then whatever feelings she has will be washed away." Damien seethed.

That was enough for Adam because he lunged himself at Damien and the two began to beat each other senselessly until Principal James had to pry them apart. I placed a hand on Adam's shoulder, trying to calm him down, when he slapped it away, leaving it throbbing and red.

I flinched and shrunk back in my seat and met eye contact with Damien. He had a couple scratches and marks on his face but nothing serious. His eyes held comfort and...warmth? Well, that was good enough for me because nowadays, I needed warmth.

I sighed when Principal James began to lecture the two boys who were constantly throwing each other dirty looks. When he finally excused us, it had been an hour or so that we were in his office. Yeesh...

When we had gotten out into the hallway, it was deserted except for the three of us. I wringed my hands nervously and looked at Adam who looked pissed, "I'm sorry about that..." I whispered. Adam's cold eyes flashed to mine and I instinctively took a step back, forgetting that Damien was there and that he would in no way strike me in front of him.

"Well...you should be. This whole thing is your fault--!" He started but Damien's voice interrupted, "--how the hell is this her fault you stupid bastard!!" His voice held nothing but hatred and I looked at him. His eyes showed the exact same thing and he was looking directly at Adam.

But when he saw me staring, the hatred was replaced with a soft, gentle look that was almost calming to my already jittery nerves. Almost...

"For starters, you two were flirting earlier!" "We weren't flirting!" I shouted desperately but immideately regretted it when his vicious eyes burned into my own. Adam took a step towards me, full of rage, when he was shoved back by Damien. I was relieved when he stood in front of me, protecting me. Though I was also a little scared when he spoke.

"Don't you fucking dare take another step towards her. I don't want you near her. I don't want you speaking to her, looking at her, hell, I don't want you THINKING about her!!" Adam laughed cruelly, "And why should I listen to you? What does she mean to you?" He spat.

Damien leveled a finger at him, almost threatening him, "Because she's my fiance and I don't want anything ugly touching her pretty face. I want it to stay exactly the way it is now. And if I as so see one tiny damn mark on her, I will personally hurt you." His voice was so dangerously serious and accurate that you couldn't even laugh about it or supress a shiver climbing up your spine. He actually cared about me. This boy that I just me, who I'm soon going to be married to, cared about me.

Adam folded his arms across his chest and his eyes narrowed into cold slits, "We'll see about that." and then he turned on his heel and stalked down the opposite hallway. I let out a breath of relief, "Um...thanks about that..." I whispered.

Damien turned to face me and his eyes were open and friendly, "No problem." I was about to turn and walk to my next class, following Adam's example, when a cool hand gently grabbed my arm and stopped me. A shock went between the touch and I turned to face Damien, "Yes?" His eyes were now soft and gently, searching my eyes, "Are...are you alright?" he spoke softly.

I swallowed, "Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. Really. Thank you." Damien nodded and let go of my hand, "I meant what I said, Hayden. Every word. Especially the ones about your pretty face." I blushed lightly and gave him a soft smile, "Thank you." Damien flashed me a pearly white smile and I turned to walk down the hallway. Occasionally turning my head around to steal glances of his perfect frame standing there, looking like a powerful angel, ready to protect. He was amazing.

I swallowed and turned to take another look but this time, he was gone. Vanished. I shook my head and slowed my pace. Was I fine? I didn't feel fine. But in a way, just thinking about Damien and the way he cared for me...I felt safe and protected. Fine.

I shook my head sullenly. Was I really fine?

No...I wasn't fine. Not. One. Bit.

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