You're all I need ~ Dimo

Chapter 8

Damon Heta's Point of View

21st December 2023

TW: Swearwords

I had just beaten Martin Lukeman 3-1 in sets and walked off the stage. I had gotten my interviews and I was on my way back to the hotel. I know Dimi is waiting for me back at the hotel, but there is someone who I feel the need to talk to right now. Or well, he told me needed to talk with me after my match, and that's not like him, at all. As I made it back to the hotel I went to Jim's room. I knocked on his door and waited a few seconds before he opened. I stepped in and he closed the door behind him. "What's up Jim?" I asked the Welshman as we sat down. He sighed and we locked eyes. "Damon, do you remember on the day of the last Players Championship?" he asked looking like he was going to scold me or something. "Yeah?" I said, waiting for him to continue. "When you asked about my boundary, which I had made clear I didn't want to be brought up." he said looking pretty pissed, but maintaining a calm tone. "Yeah..." I said. "And then I had to explain what happened to me." he said. "Oh, so you want to tell me the whole thing now?" I asked, thinking I had completely misunderstood it. "No! I'm going to scold you for reminding me." he said with a kind of scolding tone. Okay, so I read him correctly. "Look I'm sorry, I didn't know it would hurt you to bring it up." I said, not being ready at all to hear what he was about to say. "Well apology not accepted!" he said looking at me with a pretty hurt expression on his face. "What?" I asked feeling confused, it couldn't possibly be that bad, right? "You reminded me of the day that ruined me. And that has made me act off lately, so many people have noticed it, so it's not just you who knows it. And I feel way worse, way more unmotivated than usual. And that's all because you just had to remind me of it by asking about the fucking scar!" Jim shouted at me. My eyes widened in absolute shock as he said those words. And the worst bit about it was that Jim never swears, and I mean NEVER. "I- I'm really sorry Jim, I didn't know it was that bad..." I attempted to apologise. "I don't-- I don't want to hear it, just leave me alone." Jim said with a shaky voice. I know I should probably stay to help him, but I think he'll just get more mad at me. I hope if he needs help that he'll reach out to me. I got up and left his room. I went back into my own room- or well, the one I sare with Dimi. Dimi had a worried expression on his face and he quickly hugged me. "What's wrong Dimi?" I asked as I hugged him back. "Where were you?" he asked with a worried tone. "I was just talking with Jim, I promised him that." I explained. "About what?" Dimi asked. "It's something between me and him, I can't tell you." I said, not wanting to tell anyone about what happened to him. "Okay..." Dimi said. We continued to hug for a while, and then we proceeded to go to bed.