'Ugh', I thought to myself miserably, 'I hate school.'
The teacher was babbling on about the war of 1812, some art homework we have to do according to it. I was only half paying attention, half just in case, I was asked an unexpected question.
Boring boring boring
Sigh, Damian was sitting next to me as usual. To be honest, and if anyone asks I would never admit it, I was warming up to him. I mean he's a jerk, and self-centered, and really annoying but I guess, after HE warms up to YOU he wasn't so bad.
Although I'd still murder him. A chill went down my spine, I should have chosen my words more carefully. The events of yesterday were still fresh in my mind.
I let out a long sigh, now Robin and Batman were on to me. Breath (Y/N) Breath.
I heard a slip of paper and looked down at neat writing in a red pen.
You ok?
I looked over at Damian, Damian Wayne passing me notes in class. I knew any other girl in school would die to be in my shoes, good thing I'm not like other girls.
Grabbing my blue pen I write right under Damian's handwriting.
Yes, just worn out.
I slipped the page back to Damian eyeing the teacher as I did, he grabbed it from my hands eagerly and looked down at my note. He very gently slipped it back towards me, and I grabbed it between my index and my middle finger.
You didn't sleep well?
I stared at his message for a bit, to be honest, he was right I slept terribly, I wish I could tell him. For some reason, I felt safe telling Damian all my secrets, but I knew I had to hold back.
Not really, I had a rough night.
I passed the note back and he read it with eager eyes, frowning slightly, I could see something flash from his eyes, he gave me a curious look but quickly looked away, worry frowns on his face.
He wrote quickly his head resting on his hand as if it was throbbing. The note came back, it might just have been me, but I could have sworn his hand trembled a bit as he handed it to me.
Where were you last night?
My heart fell and my breathing hitched, I glanced back at Damian who was staring at me as if reading me like a book, I felt like the slightest emotion on my face would give everything away. All I could hear was my heart pounding as I wrote.
Thump
Thump
Thump
Home sleeping
He looked at me doubtingly, his eyes traced me up and down. And his eyes finally found their way to the floor, his head hung as he held the page in his hands. He looked almost sad, Damian never felt any emotion. But why was he sad. I shiver went down my spine.
ThumpThumpThump
He knew. no. That's absurd, he couldn't know, that would be impossible. My heart pounded against my chest. No, I convinced myself Damian can't know!
Then why was he sad?
Because I lied to him, I answered Damian knows I lied and is sad about that. But deep down I knew that wasn't true. If you lie to Damian he would confront you, that is if he cared at all.
My hands trembled, I was going to Damian's house tonight, we would talk there. My heartfelt heavy, we have to talk.
The bell rang and my body moved on its own accord, in the corner of my eye Damian crumpled up the page and tossed it in the trash. I started out of the classroom, his eyes met mine on the way across.
Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump.
I took a deep breath right in front of the door. I have to go in eventually, I turned around biting my lip nervously, was it too late to run for it? I could disappear, and then I wouldn't have to face Damian. No, I'm not that weak, but then again...
"Miss (Y/N), why are you standing out in the cold?" Alfred asked opening the door, "do come in." He opened the door wide for me.
Too late to run now, I stepped into the warm room feeling the thumps of my heart pounding.
"Master Damian is in his room"
I didn't trust my voice at the moment so I gave a small nod. And with that, even though I knew the way, Alfred lead me to Damian's room.
Damian's POV
I was pacing hard trying to think, (Y/N) was hiding something from me. I know she's hiding something from me. Why would she hide something from me? What did I do? What did she do? I felt like screaming. I'm hyperventilating, no. Of course not, I'm not panicking. Never mind I am panicking. What, no I'm Damian Wayne!! I don't panic!
The door opened and that's when I started panicking for real.
"Umm," I stuttered "Well, um, chair in sit," I said pointing to the chair. (Y\N) gave me a weird look and sat on the chair at my desk, that I moved to face my bed. What is she hiding?
"(Y\N)" I breathe out. That's all I could say, I plopped down on my bed with a disappointed look in my eye. (Y\N) seemed to shrink down a bit,
"Dami" She muttered loud enough for me to hear. Suddenly we both burst out at the same time,
"Are you mad at me?"| "Are you lying to me?"
We both stared at each other confused, (Y\N) frowned, we remained in silence no one saying anything. The silence was tearing me my frown deepened,
"Yes," she muttered sadly, "but be honest, have you ever lied to me?"
Yes all the time, but I couldn't tell her that. Like all the times I came to school injured
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"Damian Wayne!!" (Y\N) cried grabbing my arm " where did you get these burns from?"
My mind tried not to wander to my fight with Firefly last night,
"Um, cooking!" I blurted out
(Y\N) gave me a confused look "You have a butler."
"So, am I not allowed to enjoy the simple enjoyments of cooking."
(Y/N) gave me such a look it sent shivers down to my stomach.
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"Yes, but always with the best intentions."
More or less.
"And I'm not mad, just..." My mind wandered off "disappointed."
(Y/N) exhaled "fine, last night I was at a party, remember?" She sighed "I stayed up too late after that, that's why I'm tired" Oh right, the party. I tried not to blush when I thought about our dancing.
"And I didn't get those burns from cooking, I was playing with matches" Half-truth
We both nodded, satisfied.
"No more secrets" we agreed shaking each other's hand.
But, of course, both of them were lying.
--A\N--
Story notes: I merged this chapter with the chapter that used to come before that. Since both were short, I also added and corrected, I cleared up some part that may have been confusing or that seemed repetitive.
Word count: 1192
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Damian Wayne X Reader ; Wings of Destiny
FanficYou live as a poor orphaned girl, normal for the most part, just trying to live your life. But you have a secret, and a revenge to fulfill. *Slow updates*