One Last Rose

Chapter 12 - Moonlight

Dear readers, due to the wattpad glitches and update last week I haven't written to secure this story. I want to publish twice a week, but sadly I'm also busy with school, so I can only promise there will be one chapter each week, most likely on Sunday. Thank you so so much for reading, it means a lot to me. To compensate the time you all waited, this chapter is a bit longer. Xxx BlackRoses

Damon's pov

We stayed in the park until it went cold and the sun started to set. We walked home and I was constantly thinking of how to tell him what he needed to know. I couldn't just spill my past like it was nothing. It would scare him and that made sense, it still terrified me.

We tried to sue Matthew and his minions, but according to the police the charges weren't serious enough to take action. In other words, they wouldn't stand up for the gays and I was almost sure that the father of Matthew, who was a police officer, had pulled some strings.

There was a comfortable silence between us, each with our own thoughts. I let my eyes wander true the streets and suddenly I froze. No, it couldn't be. My breath got caught in my troath as I saw a familiar figure on the opposite of the streets.

"Damon? Is everything alright?" Keith asked with a voice full of concern. I quickly glanced at him before turning my eyes to the figure I thought to be Matthew. But it wasn't Matt I saw, it was just a random boy with brown hair and as he came closer he didn't even look like him and I shook my head in confusion.

I could have sworn it was Matthew, my fear was getting the best of me. I sighed in relief and met Keith's worried gaze. "Are you okay?" He repeated. I nodded and put on a reassuring smile. "I thought I had left my phone at the park, but it's in my bag." I said and laughed about it. Trying to convince him not to worry. He smiled, but in his eyes was still a trace of concern, as if he knew I was lying.

I felt guilty for lying to him, but I couldn't tell him everything.

Not yet.

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Dinner was again super. Keith had been cracking jokes together with Drake and my dad. It felt special having him next to me, because with him sitting there and glancing at me from time to time gave me butterflies and comfort. He belonged there, next to me.

I smiled while waiting for Keith to come out of the bathroom. This weekend had been amazing for the both of us. I have never seen him smile so much and I think that counted for me too.

There was just one big black spot on all this and that's the fact he opened up to me and I didn't. And I kept telling myself it was for the best to keep pretending everything was fine, but he knew I wasn't fine.

I had to tell him something, but not everything and it was hard to draw a line.

He startled me when he swung the door open. "Whoops, that's a bit loud." He said and giggled. Before I had a chance to mask my conflicted face he jumped on the couch next to me and frowned.

"Damon, I know you said you were okay. But your face says otherwise." My heart dropped and I looked at him with guilt written all over my face.

"You're right." I said." No turning back know. I was not gonna lie again. "There is something I need to tell you."

His eyes turned soft and he waited patiently for me to continue, although I was frozen on the spot, feeling terribly cold while my thoughts were swirling around in my head.

Finally I found the words to start my story with and I took a deep breath. I focused on the floor, not able to look him in the eyes.

"Promise you won't run away." I pushed the words out of my mouth. "I promise Damon." His voice was comforting and reassuring and it encouraged me to go on.