A New Home (Damien Haas x Reader)

Confrontation

"Thanks for letting me speak in the podcast, Ian." Y/n smiled towards Ian, who only gave her a pat on the back. "You did great, next we have some sort of video-"

"Ian!" Courtney yelled, as she dragged over Shayne and Damien. "Come with me! I have a video idea! Let's shoot it now!" She grinned, glancing at me. "Oh, Y/n! Wanna come?"

"No thanks, I need to do some shopping. Thank you, though." I watched her glance back at Damien, then towards me again. "No, not because of him. I could care less." I dismissed her, and went to leave. I felt my wrist get grabbed, turning me around.

"Yes?"

Damien looked over me, his eyes speaking so many words that he couldn't say. I only frowned in response, pulling my hand away.

"Don't forget what I said, okay?"

"I haven't."

He took a breath, and left to follow Courtney and the others. I watched them disappear into a room, before she went outside and to her car.

Taking a breath, I entered my car and turned it on, hearing it rev up and the cool air blowing on my face form the AC. I pulled out of the parking lot, and made my way towards the closest Walmart.

Pulling in, I got out of my car and entered the store. I pulled out a small list from my back pocket, grabbed a shopping cart and made my way down the isles.

"I think some baked chicken sounds good." I mumbled to myself, observing all of the chicken breasts. I lifted up a package, when this uneasy feeling went over my body.

"Oh, Y/n! Long time no see!" I set down the package of chicken, and turned to come face to face with a pair of ruby lips.

"Vanessa."

"Oh, do we still have some hard feelings between us?"

"I don't know, you only took my boyfriend from me." I scowled, causing her to laugh.

"Hun, I've had him on a leash for years. He's the one who came barking back up my tree."

I frowned, looking down. I could her stifle a laugh, her two inch nail touching under my chin to pick my face up. "Now that youve all gotten your jobs back, I need you to stay away from my puppy."

Glaring, I smacked her hand away. "Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? If I wish to speak to him I will!"

"Will you?" She grinned, retrieving her phone from her purse and pulling up a photo album. My eyes widened a bit, seeing her shift through various photos of Damien and I.

"If you go near him, I'll leak some photos of your relationship to the public. You don't want that, do you?"

I clenched my fists. It all made sense now. That's why he did what he did. That's why he was acting sketchy.

"Fine. Have it your way." I pushed past her, snatching my purse from my cart and dashing out of the store. I rushed to my car, climbing in and turning it on. I proceeded to make my way home, knowing what I needed to do.

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I nearly drifted into my driveway, running from my car to my front door. I made my way in, throwing my purse onto the couch and pulling out my phone, where I began dialing a number.

"Come on, answer."

"Hello?" A surprised voice answered on the other end of the line, almost in disbelief.

"Damien. Are you done with the shoot?"

"We just finished, why?"

"Can you come over? We need to talk."