A Detestable Life

Chapter 7

I felt blood trickle into my mouth as I began to tremble. 'I can't believe I'm doing this to him!' I thought. I pulled away quickly and I felt my eyes shift back to the emerald green ones I had before. I covered my mouth as he covered his neck with his hand.I felt weak in the knees and quickly began to stumble. He was there to help me even after that happened. He set me gently on the ground to where we were both sitting. He was still holding onto his neck which made me feel really guilty about it. He shook his head like he knew what I was thinking. He looked into my eyes. " Don't worry about it" he said putting his hand on my head since he was somewhat taller than me.

" But I--" I began before he cut me off.

" I know" he said drying my tear stained face. I hadn't noticed that I'd been crying. " It's nothing to worry about so please stop crying. It's not your fault."

I made it so that the tears retreated. I layed my head on his shoulder. He stiffened up for a moment and then relaxed into it. He put his arm around me and helped me up. He seemed taller than what he had but it didn't matter. I pressed my head to his chest and put my arms around him. ' He's so warm' I thought as .he put his arms around me as if saying everything would be okay. When we pulled apart we stood there feeling a little akward.

" We should uh" I began. " Head inside now huh?"

" Uh ya" he said rubbing his arm.

He held out an arm guesturing me to go first so I curtsed. We walked back up to the balcony and I decided to set out there for a little while. He shurgged as he walked back in. I started to think about my action and decided it was a bad choice. I sighed in my mind. 

I felt a strong gust of wind hit my back pushing me into the balcony. It hurt my stomach as I wiped my head around. Some creepy guy was standing there. I could tell he was drunk by his scent lingering in the air. It smelled like beer and vodka. He had a bottle of techila in his right hand while leaning against the leftern side of the open doors. He started to stumble towards me and the wind got strong making it so I couldn't run. My eyes widened as the thought that I was gonna get raped passed through my mind. The open doors shut. I slammed my eyes shut for a second. 'Damon' I screamed in my mind and the wind stopped. I opened my eyes to reveal the drunk over by the stairs. Face covered by a hand squiezing it. I had never seen such a look as vicious as Damon's. I actually felt sorry for the guy. " What exactly do you think your doing sir" he said in a malicous voice.

" N-n-nothing" he said trying to lie.

" Get out of here" Damon said coldly. Damon pulled his hand back, still holding onto the guys face and pushed him down the stairs.

I covered my mouth and my gaze set on Damon, walking towards me with a look of concern on his face. He pulled my face up examining it to make sure I wasn't hurt. Convinced finally that I wasn't hurt, he leaned against the balcony and ran his hands through his hair. He let out a sigh of relief whilst doing this. My face was slightly pink from either the sharp air against my face or from what Damon just did for me. " You were worried" I began to ask. " Weren't you?"

He looked at me for a moment, hands still in hair and then looked back into oblivian. " You do care" I said pointing my finger and somewhat bending my back backwards.

He jumped up slightly. His face turned pink. " I wasn't worried" he said in an attempt to defend his character.

"Mhmmm" I began. " Sure you weren't." I returned back to my normal position.

He walked towards me smirking. " You called me for help " he said taking one last step closing the space between us. He tilted my head up and kissed my forehead.

" What the hell" I said holding my forehead.

He smirked. " Whatever do you mean?"

"You" I began. " Kissed. Me."

" Actually no" he said. " This would be kissing you."

My eyes opened a little wider as he pressed his lips to mine. He pulled away after a few seconds and walked back towards the door. He opened it and turned to me. He geustured for me to go inside and I went obidiantly into the room holding my mouth. I shook it off after awhile and had him take me back to my room. Nodding, he led me back to my room. " Night" I said shutting the door behind me.

I walked into the bathroom. I looked ghostly pale. So I shrugged it off and got in the shower to wash my hair. My head felt heavy after awhile which told me I should go to bed. I climbed out of bed and into the clean towel that hung there. I worked my tired body into some pjs and plopped onto the bed. My eyes flutter shut eloping me into a non-abnormal dream. Sweet Dreams.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The song for this chapter is Sweet Dreams by Beyonce :D