"Kiss me." He picks me up and kisses me again.
His hands on my waist, my hands in his hair and my lips all over him.
I think I don't have a crush anymore.
I think i'm in love.
We break the kiss and he looks at me, "I'm so fucked aren't I my Val?"
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I learned a few important things last night: firstly, that I look great in an expensive dress, and secondly, that I somehow know Demi, but my brain is blocking that.
I lay in my bed, staring at the empty space, sadness consuming me. Always busy with work.
I jump from my bed, get myself ready, and begin to paint my problems away.
While doing so, Hanzo arrives and hugs me from behind.
"Hey, Hanzo!" I giggle in his warmth.
"Long time no see. It looks like Demetrius is stealing my best friend." I lightly punch him in response.
What's the chance he knows everything? No harm in asking.
"Hanzo, do you know anything about me that I may not know?"
I realize I worded that horrendously.
"No?" He looks at me as if I have a brown stain on my pants.
"Right, of course! I just mean if you know how Demetrius and I actually know each other." As I state this, he looks startled.
I put down my paintbrush and glare at him.
"What do you know?"
"Nothing," he lies.
"Aren't we friends?"
Hanzo's eyes begin to darken; he was no longer the optimistic and funny man I've become friends with – he was someone else.
"I would sacrifice friendship for the sake of my family. Demetrius is family too." He concluded that, and I walk off.
My heart shattered into a million pieces.
I gulp, paint the entire canvas red, and immediately vomit.
I needed to figure out how to bring back the memories, and to do so, I needed to go home.
I needed to speak to my father, but the consequences would be awful, so that's out of the picture. Demetrius wouldn't let me either.
I'm worried that if I ask Demetrius, he'd be annoyed with me, but it's worth a try.
I walk around the hallway back and forth as I impatiently wait for Demi to finish his work meeting.
After a long minute of silence, I knock on his door.
"Come in," he commands. I take a peek and weakly smile as he pastes a grin on his face.
"Hey, D-dog!" I'm so casual.
"Val, anything wrong?" He immediately asks as I sit comfortably on his lap.
