Forced Love

Chapter 45 Damon

 Alise had tapped my shoulder and she had eyes like I once did in the park.

  "They really do look alike." she whispered in my ear. Was this twin day? I mean half of the friends I know are twins and now my fiancé has a twin? Wait candidate but still. I remember Adam saying that he was adopted but this?

  "Good to see you." Damon said.

  "Yeah, you too." he said looking at Damon.

  "You haven't changed at all. How was Mr. and Mrs. Tore?" he asked, Adam had grabbed my hand and squeezed it behind his back.

  "I don't know, haven't kept with in contact with them." he said with a fake smile.

  "Hmmm, I thought you would know, oh someone finally adopted you." he said. He squeezed even harder to the point where my hand started hurting but I had a feeling he was in more pain and I didn't want to complain, Alise finally made an excuse.

  "What did you need Katie for?" she asked. Damon stared at Adam one last time and I could see a difference, didn't really notice it before but they had different eyes, Damon's eyes were darker than Adam's, he had a chocolate like color, they both had the same voice as the guy I met in the hospital though.

  "I have no idea where my locker is, can you show me?" he asked. I looked at Alise pleading her to save me but she just waved and took the three boys with her, Damon grabbed my hand and I looked back at them once and I saw Adam just standing there as Alise tugged on his uniform. I sighed and just followed Damon.

  "What do you really need me for?" I asked being extremely irritated.

  "To show me to my locker." he said casually, this guy was kidding right? Judging from his expression I guess not, I sighed and he gave me his locker number and I lead him over there and immediately left. Once he got his stuff in there he went after me and started talking to me which I found weird because all the girls around me were staring with daggers in their eyes and it made me a bit intimidated. He looked exactly like Adam but he had different features, I wonder what he meant by Mr. and Mrs. Tore? Why do I even care, it's not my business to find out about his past because I don't even know my own.

  "You know, you could have gotten any girl here to show you to your locker so why me?" I asked trying to walk away from him but he caught up really quick.

  "Because, you were with Adam." he said bluntly.

  "What?" I asked turning around looking at him, he was irritating me.

  "I intend to take everything from him like he did me." he smiled evilly.

  "I'm not with Adam." I said.

  "Oh, you guys seemed pretty close to me at the park." he said. He saw that, oh my, God save me. 

  "Any way’s, I'm not his." I said. We passed by the art room and they had an open gallery, I stared at the pictures and just smiled at all of them. They all had different dreams in these drawings.

  "You like art?" he asked.

  "I love art, from sport arts to music arts, all arts are amazing, and they have a beauty."

  "You don't look like the type that would like that kind of thing." I turned to him and just smiled.

  "Who said anything about looks?" I turned on my heel and we were finally at the lunch room. I sat down with a bowl of soup with Andrew on one side and John on the other. Charlie sat across from me and didn't look at me. I sighed. I knew what she was going to ask in a couple of minutes.