Damien was restless. Couldn't think, couldn't stop (couldn't read, couldn't vote, couldn't read, couldn't breathe, canned peas, Cannes film festival- ok I'm sorry but I had to. valleyfolk video with personal news, check it out it's fantastic). He kept thinking, a tornado of thoughts, debris of arguments being sucked into it. Did I hurt her? Why did she run off at that Saturday hangout? What if I hurt her again through this? He simply stared at the ceiling in his dark, quiet room. It seemed to be quiet, but for Damien it was louder than an airplane.Damien's POV
I can't handle this. What if I did hurt her like that? I don't want to make her upset or anything. Should I text her again? Wait until Monday? What am I supposed to do? What if trying to help only makes it worse?
My brain was flooding with words. Voices actively drowning each other out, interrupting other voice's arguments. The only thing I could think of was how hurt Courtney could be. It was like the angel and demon sort of thing, but with thousands of them talking, over and over.
There's so much that could be happening with her. Does she really like me, or was she just drunk? She doesn't drink. But what if she started? Things could change. But maybe she didn't. How would you respond if she asked again? Honestly. What if that effected our friendship?
I...I don't know. You're just going to have to reassure her, act like nothing happened. Whatever makes her happy.
You just need to relax bud. Things have been just fine on and off set, maybe not tonight or a few days ago, but I don't know. Just ask her if she's doing fine on Monday. That's all you can really do as her friend without pushing it.
But..
What if I hurt her?
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