Chapter 27: Overdose

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Damian

Shoving my gun inside my pants I quietly pull over a black hoodie before slipping my shoes on, it's three a.m. and I don't feel like being home till the morning, I need to clear my head, sighing I glance at Celeste who slept quietly. I would ask her to come with me, but I don't want to disturb her.

Quietly opening and shutting the door behind me I rush downstairs and grasp my car keys before heading outside.

Slipping into the driver seat I started the car, the engine roared, and without hesitation, I put my car on drive-

"Hey!" I jump stomping on the break causing me to nearly break my fucking neck, jerking toward the door I watched as Celeste slips into the seat beside me having a hoodie over her head with a pair of black sweats and uggs, "Where are we going?" She asked sipping on her seatbelt, I frown confused by what she meant but all she did was pat her thighs and smile at me.

"What are you doing?" I blink, "I'm joining you! Come on chop chop" I roll my eyes and shoulder back and start the car, guess we're really doing this today.

Celeste

I gripped Damian's hand as he led me up the steps toward the bridge, my breath got stuck inside my throat as my eyes widened with amusement, and a smile crossed my lips as I viewed the city light.

"Wow Detroit is gorgeous from here" I beam, the bridge was empty, only us two were on it, the night sky was beautiful, and so were the buildings

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"Wow Detroit is gorgeous from here" I beam, the bridge was empty, only us two were on it, the night sky was beautiful, and so were the buildings. "Yes it is," he says in a sudden whisper, glancing beside me I realize he's staring directly at me, Nervously smiling I face him "So this is where you were heading to?" I asked meeting his dark gaze, he was quieter than usual and it felt odd.

"Yeah, my parents used to bring my family here to eat junk food," He paused, he never mentioned his  his parents before, I had to admit I was surprised , He suddenly sighed and faced the city.

"My parents were also in an arranged marriage, they never spoke to each other, and when they did they would argue" He glances in my direction waiting for my reaction, That sounds familiar, I wanted to say, but I know too well I should keep quiet and let him speak.

"Once they got married they immediately had their Heir Elias, and after a few years of raising him they noticed he wasn't...well, my father Eli thought with his condition he could be a powerful man, but beside him, my mother worried and got him treatment behind my fathers back"

I swallow and glance at the city, Elias has been like this since...little? "My father eventually found out from the difference in Elias's behavior, Elias became...soft? and he hated it, he wanted a so quote man so my parents tried for a second time, and I came in"

My body tenses as he put air quotes in 'tried' that poor woman, he was right, Damian didn't do anything wrong...he was forced into this life to become what his father wanted. A perfect son to be.

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