Claws Against Petals✓

1•|Pack

Orchid's POV:

"Son of a bitch!"

I heard him curse sounding surprised.

"Damien, are you okay?!"

I asked worriedly once I heard glass breaking from the distance. Hurrying downstairs, I looked down the hall and saw that my vanity mirror was shattered everywhere across the floor. There stood Damien as he went ahead to clean up the mess, looks like he dropped it when he was carrying it to the truck.

"Are you guys alright, what happened?

My father asked as he came rushing inside the house after hearing the loud crash.

"Be careful! I accidentally dropped the mirror when I was moving it, I didn't see the boxes that were on the floor so I ended up tripping over it."

Damien explained as he began to throw the broken fragments away, I then watched as my dad came to pick up the last few boxes that were in the hall. I'm still trying to process that we're moving, it hasn't even been a month since I graduated high school so it seems so sudden, at least I got the chance to say goodbye to my friends...

"Orchid, are you ready? Did you pack everything you need? It's going to be a long drive, are you sure you and Damien want to take the motorcycle? There's plenty of room in the truck-"

"It'll be fine, besides, will probably get to the house before you. The moving truck doesn't look roomy anyways. Don't you agree, Orchid?"

Damien quickly said as he approached me halfway up the stairs, taking the backpack away from my hands he placed it over his shoulder while grabbing my hand and leading us downstairs. Following him outside, I looked over my shoulder and watched as my Dad began to lock the house. It's a little bittersweet saying goodbye to the childhood home that I grew up in. I'm going to miss it...

"Alright, if that's what you want. Just let me know when you want to do a pit stop on our way to the new place. Damien, you still have the address that I sent you, right?"

"Yeah, I have it on my phone. Will meet up later, alright Orchid, get on..."

Damien said, seeing my father get on the truck, I waited until he waved us goodbye and watched him leave before releasing a heavy sigh. This should be a new start, but I don't feel happy or excited about the move. Especially when Damien is still acting the same way when we first met...

"Orchid, what's wrong? Come on, put your helmet on-"

"You did it again."

I said in annoyance as I snatched the helmet from him.

"What did I do? Just get on already-"

"You keep answering for me whenever someone speaks to me. I've told you many times to stop doing that, but you still haven't. Look, I'm glad that you're moving in with us. But if we're going to make this work, you have to stop being so overprotective...and controlling. You and my Dad are almost the same when it comes to looking after me. I appreciate it, but it's not necessary. I want my boyfriend to be-"

"It's finance-"

"No, it's boyfriend. I never gave you my answer when you proposed after I graduated-"

"Regardless of what answer you give me, you're the only girl I see myself marrying. So I'll wait as long as it takes, whether it's a month from now or even a year. I'll be here waiting for your answer. Orchid, I'm sorry, I know I could be stubborn. I just can't help it..."

He explained as he grabbed the helmet back from my hands, placing it on my head. He pulled me close to him until I was leaning against his chest. As much as he annoys me, Damien was the only serious boyfriend I ever had. Although it wasn't the best of terms on how we met, our age gaps never really bothered us. Though keeping our relationship a secret from everyone else was something I wish I didn't have to do. Not even my once close friends knew I was dating someone, it's not something someone could easily accept. I'm still surprised my dad was so calm about me dating Damien, considering how older he is than me...