Little Witch || (Devil's Night fanficion)

[16] Broken Line

(Clarification: if you feel like the story is jumping too fast, it's because the canon story fills in the rest. I'll still try my best to pinpoint where we are in the books but let me know if you don't get it.♡)

DAMON

I drove, mindlessly, I didn't even know why I was going there. It has been months, I left her with the intent of not seeing her again, but after I came back to Thunder Bay I found out my father had been tailing her and that dumb kid didn't tell me anything about it I glanced at the phone sitting on the passenger seat, I didn't care if she used the money I left her for a new phone or something else, I had to make sure. I needed to know she was safe, at least from my father.
"That's good, Damon. Follow the plan to take revenge on that little Ashby bitch, leave what's in Meridian City to me." My father had said, and I knew way too well that tone and that spark in his eyes. "Leave what's in Meridian City to me" my fucking ass.
He seemed rather happy I was bending to his wishes, that was after watching how three of his men beat the shit out of me so much, I almost passed out on the floor. The burn scar of his cigar on my inner wrist was still itchy despite the amount of time that has passed. Fuck him.

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to breathe in and out. My plan was moving quickly and efficiently, I got the former mayor of our town, Griffin Ashby, investigated for fraud and embezzlement and he was now on the run. That prick left his whole family to perish, at the hands of the federals, who sequestered and emptied all of their bank accounts. They were left with nothing, but I came to save the day. I married Arion Ashby, the oldest daughter, and now her, their mother and Winter were under my control. Winter's annoyed and angry face was a sight, I scoffed under my breath as I saw her in my mind. She was gonna get what she deserved. My feelings were still confused, I wanted to hate her but I also always loved her. She was the first girl I loved, the first girl I didn't hate fucking. I thought it would have stayed like this, even through my hate and resentment.

"Someone hurt you..." Lily's voice and words from years ago still echoed in my head, she was barely a kid, she barely knew me and yet her deep brown eyes saw more into me than anyone else has ever done. It terrified me, honestly. How could a random kid pierce so quickly through the walls I've spent years building? Goddamn her! Before I knew it, I became obsessed with her. I wanted to be around her, to feel her love, craved her attention, and the bickering we had. I was like a puppy in love. It disgusted me. My right hand palmed my bulge through my jeans, my hips moving up adjusting myself. Of course I was thinking again about that night, the way her tight cunt wrapped around me. Her words, her moans. She was so good, she made me feel so goddamn good. Everything felt so natural with her, and I thought I would have never felt like this again, after Winter.

What was I doing? Why the fuck couldn't I decide? Was Lily really making me question all of my feelings? I sighed, glancing at the dashboard, and more precisely at the stereo which was playing a song called "Hiding" by Limi. The lyrics resonated with me, and I could picture Lily singing them to me. I treated her like shit and now here I was, in front of her apartment in Meridian City. After months we haven't seen each other, after having sex with her and then leaving her, after marrying another woman who was connected to the one Lily knew I've always loved. Fuck me. This was gonna be painful, but I needed to do it. For her safety. Or maybe I was just lying to myself, maybe I just wanted to see her again. I was pathetic.

I climbed the stairs, reaching her floor and sighed before trying to use the same code I saw her using last time. The keypad dinged, and the door unlocked and I walked in, my heart was drumming in my chest. I was about to see her again.
I stepped into the open space of her apartment, everything was as I remembered. Her figure came into my vision, her back turned to me as she washed some dishes. I immediately noticed her messy hair, which looked shorter than last time, now it reached her shoulder's blades but they were still not professionally cut. I still wondered if she did it herself. I stayed silent, I wanted her to turn around, I wanted to see her pretty face and her frowning expression I knew she had because she was angry at me.
"Congratulations on your wedding. I'm kinda disappointed you didn't invite me, Torrance."