Chaper 1:
Damien POV:
"Oh God, it's 4 am already?? How late was I up? When did I crash? WAIT... Is she still there?" I looked to my side to see Chelsea laying naked in the bed. "SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!"
"Damien?.." I looked down to see her green eyes staring at me curiously. "Oh, hey. You know, my parents will be awake soon.. You should put your clothes back on and get in the living room with my sisters friends..." I was being cautious. She sighed and did as I told her. When she walked out of my room I rushed and locked the door, grabbed my necessities and went into my bathroom.
Hello, there. I'm Damien Xavier. I'm fifteen and I don't really know what I'm doing. It's like every time I'm with someone they get bored, or I get bored. It's honestly starting to eat me alive as to why I'm not interested anymore. That girl, Chelsea? She's one of my sisters friends. She's liked me for a while but, I'm not too fond of her. We just started dating, nobody knows yet. I know, we rushed into doing things.. But SHE ASKED.
I got into the shower and turned the hot water on. I sighed and looked at the steam, thinking. Why did I do that? I could've said no. Bad, Damien, Bad! You could get killed! When your sister finds out, it's over. Like, over kill on Mortal Combat. I began to ignore my stupid conscience. Who am I kidding? As if I cared what Priscilla thought.
I got out of the shower and dried off, looking at myself in the mirror. I ruffled the back of my hair. Today isn't such a bad day. I mean, atleast I'm not breaking out. Ew.
I put my piercings in, blow dryed my hair, then straightened it. I walked out of my room into the hallway and my sisters friends laughed at me.. I wonder why. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the carton of orange juice out the fridge, gulping the last of it. Family was still asleep. The girls laughed again. "What are you idiots laughing at?!" I yelled at them annoyed. They flirtatiously replied like they always do, drawling out the word "Nothing" like a bunch of lovestruck twelve-year-olds. "Grow up already!" I said as i turned and rolled my eyes. They pointed at something. I looked down. All of a sudden, I realized I was still naked..
OH GREAT?! HOW LOVELY?! I blushed bright red and looked up at them, they just keep giggling. Idiots. I walked slowly to my room and sat on my bed. Talking to myself I said "What the fuck are you doing, Damien? Have you lost your mind?" Then my conscience has to be a smart elic. Yeah, you are losing it. You're talking to yourself.
I put my skinny jeans on with a flannel shirt. Grabbed my vans and my laptop and walked into the living room. The girls kept staring at me. Like their eyes were burning into my soul. Bunch of whores. I plugged up my laptop and logged on, while putting my vans on as it was loading up. Chelsea walks over, twitching (or trying to shake her butt, it's really ugly but I won't say anything to her about it. That could hurt her feelings..) She sat down really close to me and smiled, still in her ruffled pajmas, and smelling like sex. I looked at her and fakely smiled back.
"Whatcha doin', DamieBear?" she said way too sweetly. I tried not to show my disgust, "Nothing, Darling. Just checking my facebook and things before my notifications are hideous." I looked at her, she put her hand on my leg and moved up. She quietly whispered into my ear, "I loved last night" Then she smiled felinely, winking. I looked at and whispered to her, "Yeah, nothing is going to become of this. We should end it." She looked at me with a death stare every guy fears. "WHAT?!" she squeeked. I just stared. I honestly didn't care. She just said "okay" bluntly and twitched away. I looked around. Obviously, every girl knows EXACTLY what happened.
End Of Chapter 1. I know it's short. Chill Yo' Grits.
