Chapter 7

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Damon Heta's Point of View

3rd November 2023

I was sitting with Dimi, obviously. But I couldn't concentrate on that right now, since I felt worried for a certain Welshman who was sitting a little bit away from us. I felt worried because of what I found out yesterday, and I still don't understand it. I could feel Dimi look confusedly at me. "Damo...?" he asked quietly. I slowly turned back and looked at my boyfriend. "Yeah?" I asked, still feeling pretty nervous for him. "Is everything okay? You've been acting off ever since yesterday, and it's been even worse today..." the Belgian spoke softly. "Yeah sorry... it's just Jim..." I tried to explain, still having the image of his scar burned into my mind. And that was a horrible feeling, because it really looked like it would hurt now. And I can't imagine the pain he must have went through. 20 years ago... that's how long ago he said it was. He said that at least. "What's with Jim?" Dimi asked kindly, looking a bit worried, but I didn't answer, 'cause then it got interrupted by Suddenly I saw Jim almost leaving the room, and I had to go ask him if he was okay, because when I looked at him earlier, he looked really uncomfortable. "One second." I said. Before Dimi could react I had already gotten up and walked over to Jim who was walking with Lewy Williams? Hm, interresting... I carefully placed a hand on his shoulder, just wanting to see if he was okay, and what was happening right now. He turned quickly and we locked eyes. He had this expression on his face he looked kinda panicked by something, and still very uncomfortable. "You alright?" I asked, maybe not looking it, but honestly feeling really- and I mean really fucking worried for him. "Yeah, as long as you don't tell anyone." he replied, reffering to what he told me yesterday. I nodded and turned back around to Dimi. And to my shock, he looked kinda... mad? I sighed as I sat down, Dimi had his arms crossed, and he was not looking happy. "What is it with you?" he asked, looking dissapointed in the fact that I was currently prioritising Jim over him. "Sorry... it's just because Jim--" I tried saying when he interrupted me. "Except if someone died or something, then why are you acting like this??" he asked, sounding almost jealous of the Welshman. He got up and walked out, looking really fucking mad at me. I quickly followed, running after him. We eventually got up to our room, where he sat on the bed with a pout. "Dimi... listen to me... please..." I said, feeling guilty about making him mad. He looked over at me, honestly looking like he already regretted getting mad at me. Dimi can get mad, but he'll always- or at least 99% of the time, feel sorry for ever getting mad. The reason I'm saying 99% is because of the issue with Kim, 'cause I can clearly tell that that is very serious, and that Dimi is not going to forgive him that easily. He had both threatened to push my beautiful boyfriend down the stairs, and appearently also hit Mike de Decker- Dimitri's best friend- or at least one of his closest. "Jim told me something that happened to him yesterday... and I just feel really worried for him, because it seemed really serious, so I'm just worried for him... I'm sorry that I made you mad." I apologised, hugging my boyfriend. "I'm sorry for getting mad. I hope he's okay." Dimi said sounding so so sweet again, and hugging me back tightly. So we just kinda lied there, cuddling.

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