Damon Heta's Point of View
21st Febuary 2024
TW: Blood and swearwords
I had just taken a shower, and got dressed. Dimi hugged me and our lips connected. We pulled away and smiled at each other. I walked over to my room and over to my phone. I picked it up quickly. A missed call... weird. I unlocked my phone and saw that it was Jim who had called. He had left a voice message, I don't hope it was that important-- but Jim never calls... What if something bad happened?? I played the voice message in hope that he was alright. "Hey Damon, I need your help, I just damaged myself a lot, and I'm afraid I'll do it again. I'm scared I'm gonna kill myself. Please help me..." he said through the voice message. Fuck! I checked the time he send this, luckily it was only 15 minutes ago. I got up and rushed out of my room and down the stairs. I threw on my shoes and jacket and was about to rush out the door when Dimi stopped me. "What's going on?" he asked sounding and looking worried. "Jim hurt himself intentionally, he needs help, I need to go." I said quickly. Dimi nodded quickly understandingly. We kissed quickly and then I ran out quickly with the car keys in hand. I got in the car and drove to Jim's house. After around 25 minutes I finally arrived. I parked my car and got out. I knocked on the door and waited for a good minute before he opened the door. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. Jim wasn't wearing a shirt. I could tell that he had been crying. I helped him over to the bathroom. "Where did you hurt yourself?" I asked. He turned around, showing me his back. There were multiple deep cuts on his burnt scar, and he was stained in blood. So were his hands. Just then I noticed a new looking burnt scar on his ankle and a fresh cut. I bit my lip in frustration of how bad things were looking. I grabbed a towel and put some cold water on it. "This might hurt a bit." I said hoping he wouldn't get hurt more when I did this. I gently wiped the towel over his back, wiping away the blood. I noticed a tear slip down his face. "I'm such a failure am I not?" he asked with a shaky voice. "No you aren't, what makes you say that?" I askes him. "I'm so pathetic." he cried. "Crying doesn't make you pathetic." I said. "Yes it fucking does." he said. "No it doesn't. Crying shows you've strong for a long time." I said trying to convince him. He didn't say a word. "When did you last cry?" I asked. He hesitated to answer. "When my dad died." he said. "How old were you?" I asked. "Ten." he replied. My eyes widened in shock. There's no way he hasn't cried in 29 years... What the fuck?
After a while longer of helping him a bit, I left and went back home to Dimi.
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