I Promise. (Damien x Reader)

Episode 12 - Wolves

You wake up later than usual- looking over at your end table with weary eyes, grabbing for your phone. Once you grab it you see that the time is way past your expectations. Almost 3 PM. "Shit shit shit shit!" You mutter as you quickly get up, stumbling over your shoes to get to your dresser. You had to get to the Manor in under forty-five minutes- meaning you had about 10 minutes to get ready. You throw on a somewhat formal outfit- a floral dress. You scramble to get your house keys from the top of your dresser, and stuffs it into your backpack- and you head into the bathroom. Ethan peeks in, watching you put on some eyeshadow, blush, and mascara. "What's the rush?" He asks.

"I'm late for a date..." You mutter. He sighs. "I got it, happens to the best of us." He comforts you. You nod, brushing your hair. "Say- when are we going to meet your new boyfriend?" He tilts his head in curiosity. Oh no. Are you going to keep up that lie? "Uh- soon. He's s-shy." You improvised as you went on, reading his expressions to find if he bought it or not. Fortunately, he did. "I see, a lot of guys are like any anyways." He shrugs. "At least, what's his name?" He asks. Out of the three guys, you couldn't pick which one to say. You couldn't think straight. Lying to your best friend was a hard thing to go through with. "You'll find out when you meet him, it's a surprise."

"A surprise? You're really doing me like this. Alright then, can't wait to really meet him, ___." He jokes sarcastically. You giggled at his sarcasm, giving him a little eye roll as he walks out. You shuffle to your room, sliding on some heels- and said you're going out. Ethan waves at you before going to play some more Animal Crossing. You close the door behind you and begin your journey down the winding roads to find the large mansion. But, it hits you as you walk; Dark. What were you going to do? Will, he let you say the things he has done? Or will he force you to keep it under wraps?

But, then- what would you do if Ethan and Tyler want to see them- soon? This is too quick to start a relationship with anyone, unless- you stop your thoughts. Dark seems to be interested the most- but you didn't want to be stuck with him. You'd rather have a distant boyfriend than one that is always having his eyes on you, or your thoughts. You heard a distant and muted chuckle- from who you thought to be... the man that woke you up last night, leaving light bruises around your throat. He has already caused so much distraught in your fiend life, and your mentality- what else could he to do to make it worse?

You felt your body stiffen as you continued to walk down the sidewalk- slowly turning into the side of the road. You were in the middle of nowhere, the outskirts of the cityscapes of Los Angelos. You watch as cars drive by you, confused- some honking at you. You felt stalked, watched. Watched like you were a dead animal on the side of the road; disgusted. Was it because they never saw someone walk on the side of a sketchy road before? Or the fact that they're too judgmental to even comprehend that you're just trying to get to someone's house. But either way - you didn't take it personally and continued to hustle on towards The Manor.

You found the bushes that covered the ivy-coated fence, shieling the beloved mansion. You head to the gate, pushing it open. The cobblestone path beneath you clicked against your semi-formal heels. You approached the porch- walking up the small steps to the door. You knock politely, waiting to the side of the door patiently, holding your hands behind your back. The door opens. Warm eyes greet yours, Damien. "I'm so happy you made it." He walks out of the doorway, meeting you on the porch- leaving the front door cracked. He looked at you in slight concern. "Are you okay ____?" He asks you. Damien could easily read you and your emotions- telling if you lie or not.

"Mhm-" You stumble on your own words, not wanting to hide anything from this guy- but you had to. You didn't want Dark to be mad at you. His face turned from slight concern to more of sadness- and hurt. He didn't believe you- but then his eyes lingered down to your neck. "What did you get yourself into?" He Damiens eyes glance at yours every now and then but maintain his gaze on the dark red marks along your neck and collarbone. "I know you can't tell me something, you don't phase through me, ____..." He mutters. His cold fingertips softly press against one of the small wounds- you wince in stinging pain. "I will find out how to take care of you. I just need to know who did this. Whenever you can tell me, ok?" He comforts you- pulling you into a hug.

You nod, almost in tears from the memory of the nightmare you went through, and about how caring Damien is. He knew off the bat something was wrong and knew how to make you feel immediately better. But there was a small issue with that. Behind the door, there is someone. Someone leaning against the stairwell- watching the whole interaction in disgust and jealousy. Celine watched and glared at you. She didn't want you talking him, in contact with him- on the property if anything. She might've just wanted you dead. Once he let you go from his embrace, he kissed your hands like you were a princess and he was the new prince of the kingdom and led you into the manor.

You watched Celine's glare follow you like a burning flame in a forest. You and Damien headed to the kitchen- Damien pops a bottle of wine, pouring it into two small glasses. "I'd assume you'd like some?" He offers you a drink. You nod, grasping it from him. When you accidentally touched his fingertips as you gripped onto the glass- you felt a brief shock from him onto you surprising you a bit. You softly giggle, shaking your head as you drink it. He winks at you subtly. "A little party trick I do every now and then." He takes a sip of his red wine. You guys get to talking, glancing at the chef as he moves the plates of food to the large dining room next door. The chef turns to you guys and sassily says; "Dinner is ready."

You nod, finding a nice spot in the middle of the dining table. Celine immediately walks in, wrapping her arm around Damien's bicep. She winks at you mockingly and looks away to smile at the foods all over the table. Your heart went cold as you heard the footsteps of two other guys, sitting on both sides of you. Mark, on your left- and Dark, on your right. You felt a nudge from Darks' leg to your knee. You look over at him, trying to hide your utter fear. He was grinning devilishly. "How was your sleep last night?" He asks. You gulp. "G-good. Great." You weakly smile at him. He nods, looking over at Damien and Celine that sits across from you. But Damien wasn't paying attention to Celine anymore, he was always looking at you.

You felt like prey- and everyone around you was the wolves, readily waiting to ravish you mercilessly.

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corgi