*DISCONTINUED*Fell in love with my room mate..~Dante x Reader (mystreet)

Chapter 13

Your P.O.V.
"Uh um,well.. I was born a quadruplet but I came out second so.. It'd go Matt, James, Duncan, Henry, Me, Pat,Donovan, Though we're a big family it seems small compared to others." I said with a small smile.
"Hmm.." Damien said, staring into my eyes.
"I guess I should start when I was little.." I said, letting my gaze go down to the table.
"When I was little I had to visit the hospital many times. My mom could have on and off illnesses that no doctor had seen before and I was quite clumsy." I started, I let out a little chuckle.
"How so?" Damien asked.
"Well.. I would trip on something, and there would be a huge cut with rocks inside of it so I had to get that cleaned out.. one time I was walking backwards, I fell banged my wrist on concrete and a few weeks or days later I had a fractured wrist." I explained.
(Got that off of Pug XD)
He nodded, wanting me to continue.
Let's start with my story I guess..
"All my life I've been living with boys so you just kinda become one.. so not many girls would like my collection of worms (hold up, sorry but when I was in kindergarten if you found a worm YOU WERE AUTOMATICALLY THE COOLEST PERSON THERE XD) or sports stuff. I felt disappointed, I felt different.
Until one day a girl with dark brown hair began to talk with me. She told me about her past.. and that was Pet.. we were best friends.. nothing could separate us! Skip until we're older Pet and I attended Phoenix Drop High, so did my brothers. That where I met a lot of my friends now. And that's also where I met the most dreadful, regret of my life.
A bit, his name was Ethan.. he forced me to do things I didn't want to do, he forced me to hang out with people I didn't want to hang out with. He didn't let me talk to any other guys except my brothers, and I thought this was ok... he was invited for dinner along with Pet. He started to scoff at my house.. my family.. I still remember what he said to Pet.." I started.. thinking of those harsh words,
"A kitsune, eh? A heard they are big slobs.. fat too. They are certainly annoying. No wonder your one, Pet." He said in a disgusted tone.
"...it's not true.." Pet mumbled.
"Why of course it is, Pet. Or should I go to Canada and ask your stupid friend?" Ethan scoffed.
"HES NOT STUPID!" She yelled angrily.
And that's when Matt and James lost it...

I shook my head getting myself back on to the story, " My mother found out the things he made me do..-","Such as?" Damien asked cutting me off.
"He made me cut. He made me be his salve. He made me think my life was pointless by saying all these words to fill my head." I said in a wavering tone.
"I still have a small scar on my arm." I said pointing to the ragged scar on my arm, it was small yes but it was still there.
"My mother reported him to the police but since he was still just a teenager they only put him in juvenile. I didn't see him after that and at that point of time Pet and my family ha dot move because of jobs. Luckily Pets Father had the same job in the same place. So we still kept being friends. We went to the same university, graduated and lived together.
But then we had to move because someone over bought our small apartment, so the people that worked there had to kick us out.
We moved to mystreet in separate houses but on the same street and a few weeks I guess months later here we are." I said summing up my whole story.
"...Wow, Y/n.. that's.. so sad.." Damien said with a worried face.
"It's ok.. it's all in the past.. so how about you?" I asked.
He told me about how he was an only child and to make up for no friends his parents bought him a lot of pets, he was home schooled all his life until university and half of High school. He didn't interact with much people, and was quiet but he did always speak with his dormmate.
They would talk about making their own vet clinic but a few years later when that dream almost came to life, his friend died from a car accident.. but he claims it wasn't an accident.
Though it was very sad he still decided to make the vet clinic and during sad times he met with a person from in university which was me. After a year or so after the vet clinic was up and running I got a job there. And a few years after that a big fire started because a worker was making something in the oven but didn't turn it off so everything caught fire.
We save up enough money and people helped rebuild the clinic and it was all good.
And a few more years here we are now, sitting in front of each other, on a date in a fancy restaurant.
A man with blue hair and a brown mustache walked up to us with a tray full of our food we ordered.
"Here's the hoy soup you ordered sir." The blue haired man said in a fancy accent.
He started to place the soup down on the Table but suddenly the soup spilt in Damien's lap.
"Oh no! I shall get you a towel!" The blue haired man said and began to run away.
For some reason.. the blue haired man seems familiar.. like I now him for, somewhere.
I probably don't right?
Damien let out small squeaks, until the man came back with a towel.
He threw the towel in Damien's face, I don't even know how this is possible but form the impact of the towel Damien fell over, making a loud thud.
"Damien!" I said in shock.
"Whoops!" The blue haired man said, and began to help Damien up.
Is this on, purpose?
Nah!
To be continued...