Chara pov
I went out of my room to go see what raven wanted to talk about tonight in the woods. I walked passed Damian and gars room. I heard yelling so I stopped walking and heard yelling.
He turned into a big green bear and started pounding on the wall. I saw the sword pierced through the wall and immediately my mind went to a certain katana wielding assassin. He didn't notice me and yelled, Hey! What the hell is the matter with you ?! You could put out an eye with that thing. I kept myself quit. As they went on.
I am now in the woods with raven. She was meditating as usual.
(Time skip)
I fell asleep on ravens lap. Now I know what you might think. Sorry iḿ strait! And that doesn't mean that I have anything against gay or bisexual people.
Ravens pov
Chara had fallen asleep on my lap. I looked down at her ' she sleeps so much ' I thought.
I heard rustling in the woods. I looked over and saw damian coming out of the bushes. Weird. I stared at him. He looked slightly worried but quickly covered it up.
Damian pov
I saw that she was asleep. And looked raven.
I guess she's asleep. I said.
Yeah. Raven said. Do you need anything. She eyed me. She's suspicious. I 'll keep an eye on her and chara. My cheeks warmed at that thought.
Could you tell her that i'm sorry and if . . . no . . . forgive me one day. I apologized. I looked away. I felt embarrassed.
Is DAMIAN wayne apologizing. I looked at raven in shock. And turned my head the other way.
Don't worry . . . just like how you tried to figure her out . . . she figured you out. She closed her eyes. And caressed charas hair. JUST how did she figure that out.
JUST . . . tell her please. I walked away . A blush crept up on my face. I put my hand on my face.
What is this feeling? . . .
To be continued . . .
Hope you enjoyed!
YOU ARE READING
My Bloody Rose( A damian wayne x oc fanfic)
FanfictionMy name is Chara, and i'm not a normal person . . . you see I have this unusual disease I was born with ! And ever since I was about 8 I started getting these weird thoughts, images and voices in my head. And every time I felt hurt . . . it would al...