Morningstar

Chapter 31: The Opposite

The sound of a heavy thus pulled me from my dream. A much older and crueler Damien was there, he was so cruel.

I gently pushed Cerberus's arm off me before I sat up and noticed Damien lying on his stomach, the dust was settling around him and the couch was completely broken. It's almost like he'd...well like he'd fallen?

"Ah fucking hell." He muttered, groaning as he slowly pushed himself up to his feet. He dusted off his shirt and pants before pushing his hair back. "Psychopaths. All of them. A parachute would've sufficed. Or maybe a portal. How about a cloud?" He was talking to himself and my mind ran over memories of him, of his endless conversations with-

Wait a minute! So Cerberus was talking the whole time?!

What a little shit.

I watched as Damien pulled a wooden piece of the couch from his stomach, slow and grunting in a bit of pain.

He yanked the last bit out and then tossed it onto the cushion, "Damn Cerberus." He muttered leaning up against the wall.

It was terrifying, watching him take down a demon, and it scared me, not him but his rage. I just-I think I was just afraid he'd kill me for knowing.

Now, seeing him all human, muttering to himself and clearly a mess, I couldn't feel fear, just sadness.

I got out of the bed, gently stepping toward him, he lifted his shirt, staring at the blooded mark that was now closed. The wound shut and all that remained was the blood to show for it.

He leaned his head back, sighing and shutting his eyes. He's tired. I knelt down, watching him slowly drift to sleep before his head dropped low, his dark hair hanging around him.

Gently lifting my hand, I stopped when I felt a hand touch my back.

Turning to Cerberus, he gave me a small smile, "I'll sleep with Aze." He whispered while I gave a light nod, smiling back and watching him leave the room quietly shutting the door behind him.

Moving closer to Damien, I reached up and brushed his hair back with a very gentle touch. He didn't wake, he must be very tired. I tucked his hair behind his ear and admired the small bits of dark hair along his jaw.

His eyes opened, giving me a heavy sideways stare before they softened their gaze, "You should be asleep." He said dropping his head back into the wall again.

I tucked back my own hair, gaining up the courage. How the hell did I do this last time? Now it seems so much harder!

"Go sleep on the bed. I'll go squeeze with Aze and Cerbs." I said watching him furrow his eyebrows, "Over my dead body, Angel Darling." He said sighing and standing up.

His hand lowered, holding out to me, I gave it a moment before I took his hand an he pulled me to my feet interlocking our fingers with one another's.

I watched as he guided me to the bed with him, he laid down and gestured for me to lay beside him.

Letting his hand go, I got in the bed and laid down watching him pull his shirt off, tossing it to the broken couch. "Hard fall?" I asked to fill the dead silence.

He smirked softly "The hardest." He said gazing at my lips before he laid back and pulled me to his side.

Shit.

My heart was racing, my body heating up, "Get some rest Darling." His nickname for me did something to my chest.

I laid my face on the mark on his chest, my eyes running over his fair skin and chiseled jaw. "You don't have to put on this mask for me. I'm sure it's more comfortable to be in your natural form." I said quietly, his eye opened staring down at me.