As always ... ( Damian Wayne x reader )

Chapter 2

Your pov

I was putting on a blue robe when someone knock at the door. I opened it and my friend and kind of manager came in.

He was holding three bouquets of flower, my coat and a pile of envelopes. He put the flowers on a small table, hung my coat to a peg and handed me the envelopes.

I let myself fell on my couch and looked at them, bored.

I had a lot of fans. They sent me flowers, chocolate, parfums, clothes and letters. When I had begun my job, I read every single letters , I ate the chocolate, I wore the clothes and perfumes and took the flowers home. But now Iwas tired to read crude words of people wanting to ''fuck me raw ''until I "couldn't walk " according to them. I couldn't ate chocolates anymore, I was sick of it. The small bottles of perfume were on of shelf in my dressing room and the clothes were in boxes under the shelf. I just kept the flowers at homes.

I let the letters fell on the floor and sighed.

'' Tired ? ''

The voice of Thomas brought me back to reality. I turned toward him and nodded.

'' I call you a cab ''he said, taking out his phone from his pocket.

Then he left, taking the letters with him. He still read them because sometimes there are invitatiions to important events and proposition of work. I get dress into black jeans and a simple white shirt. I threw a black leather jacket on my shoulders. I put a black beany on my hair and a mask which covered my mouth and nose. I grabbed my phone and the flowers and went out. I locked the door behind me and walked toward the exit of the staff. Thomas was waiting for me.

'' Bye '' I said.

He kissed my covered cheek and opened the door for me. He followed me to the cab and  opened the car door for me.

'' See you tomorrow Y/N''

The ride was silent. Twenty minutes later I went out of the cab which left just after I closed the door. Thomas had already paid the driver, as always.

I was in front of a big block of flat. My flat was at the fifth floor. The building was in a calm part of Gotham.

When I finally closed the front door of my flat behind me. I took off my jacket, my mask and my beany. I removed my spike heels. I put each bouquet of flowers in avase.

I went to the bathroom. I took a long shower; I liked to feel the warm water dripping along my body. I went out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my naked body

I brushed my hair in front of the miror. My eyes fixed my reflection. My eyes. I put down the hair brush and removed my contact lens.

I looked again in the miror. My eyes were pale grey. I sighed and looked away. I dried myself and put on pyjamas and went straight to my king size bed,snuggling into my duvet. I was cold.

I looked throught the window of my bedroom and saw the dust coloring the sky of pale orange and pink.

I turned my gaze toward the white ceiling. I felt lonely. 

I wished he could be here with me.

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Hi everyone ^^

Here the second chapter. i hope you like it. 

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