I Promise. (Damien x Reader)

Episode 15 - Yes, it is Over

We all (besides Dark) went into the foyer and relaxed, talking about loads of different topics. This lasted for quite a while until I noticed that the sun was setting. Dark caught my eye while I was looking at the sun behind the shrubs at the end of the mansion. The sky was turning all sorts of colors- it was beautiful, but almost blinding.

"Say, ___. It's getting late hm?" Damien startled you, as you almost fell into a trance while looking at the beautiful sunset. "Yeah, haha." Then you remembered, it was a long walk to your apartment, it will be maybe an hour or so until you can get to your home. You began to panic- not knowing what to do. At nights, those streets can be quite sketchy.

"I should probably get going..." You state in a rush. "I need to get home." "Wait, didn't you say it takes a while to get here a few minutes ago? We spoke about this ____." Mark grasps onto your hand, making you stop in your tracks. "Yeah, ____. You can stay here overnight if you'd like." Damien insisted. You looked over at Damien, and then Celine.

You were hesitant. Did you want to invade their space? Celine was hoping you'd say no, but you would rather be safe than sorry. "Uh- sure!" You nod. Damien and Marks' eyes lit up from your answer. "Great!" Mark says. "I'll lead you to your room." So, you went out of the foyer and followed Mark. Damien followed you, sort of like a lost puppy. Celine was still in the foyer, processing that she will have to see you still after 10 pm.

Mark led you up the stairs, walking down the many corridors with wooden paneling. Some walls were stone and had ivy growing on them. It wasn't invasive or from outside, they set down an ivy base plant and let it spread, making the inside look very castle-like. There was a vacant bedroom between darks and Damiens that Mark set out for you.

You three walked in, looking at the interior. The bedding was purpler, with a vintage flower print. there were 6-8 pillows on the large bed, with posts at the end, thin purple fabric draped over them. There was a dresser across from it, a loveseat, and a few chairs that all had the same purple and black flower theme.

There was a bathroom at the end of the room, that was large and grand, that had two other doors inside it, one at each end. They led to other bedrooms; Damien and Dark. You didn't really think about it- as it shouldn't be a problem sharing a bathroom with two guys for one single night.

"The room is so... beautiful!" You spin around in awe. Damien and Mark watch you with smiles on their faces. You are so adorable to them. "Yes, we decorated this a while ago- it hasn't been lived in... come to think of it, ever!" Damien looked around, touching the edge of the dresser. There was a very thin layer of dust on it.

"Thank you, guys." You give them a sincere smile. "No problem." "My pleasure darling." It was a calm evening after that. You explored through the mansion, heading down endless corridors. You soon went outside, on the back deck- and then down into the garden. There were rose bushes, with roses blooming all around a large fountain. A bird statue sat in the middle of the fountain.

You then walked towards the maze, but never went inside- worried that you're gonna get lost by the time there was no light from the sun left. You look up at the sky but caught the eye of a tall man standing at the window, down at you; Dark. He had a blank face but was watching you intently. Even when you noticed him, he didn't budge.

DARKS POV:

(a/n: this will be quick, I just wanted to add this in so you guys get why.)

I watch her as she twirls and dances in the garden. So tiny, so fragile. She liked the roses- thank god. Those were soon to perish once this season is over. Then, she looked up at me. I didn't expect her to notice me, but from the time of day, of course, she would be looking up. The sky was beautiful, but this building was almost blocking it. I looked down at her, nothing changed.

We stared for a few moments before she shrugged and moved on, walking back inside. I felt like I almost got butterflied- but that's weird. I never get emotions like these. I just wonder what she has to hide. Is she as secretive as I am? A tiny little being like her, so beautiful and succulent- hiding something? I want to find out- but should I?

We just met, I passed lines. How can she forgive me? I feel guilty, for what I've done. I don't know how girls are. What they do and all... it weirds me out. Anyways, she should be leaving soon- maybe those few moments were our goodbye. I'll probably see her sometime soon...

I hope.

Your POV:

You went back inside, the bottom floors were all empty- quiet, peaceful. You suppose it's time to go to bed, so you head back upstairs into your room. Darks' door was closed, but you heard quite an argument in Damiens' room. You didn't want to eavesdrop but it was Celine and Damien.

"What is wrong with you?!" Celine snapped. She slapped his cheek, causing him to stand back a few steps.

"What? What did I do now." Damien hissed, looking down at his hand up to her in confusion and shock. "Why would you invite her here? You don't even know her!" Celine states firmly, her hands on her waist. "Because she's my friend Celine. my friend!" Damien hissed. "But, it seems like you are in love with her."

"I-I-I'm not!" Dark looked away from her in disbelief. "Why'd you stutter then, Hm? Why did you invite her in our home, talk to her one on one, and basically FLIRT with her all the time? What is wrong with you?!" Celine practically screamed that.

"BECAUSE SHE TREATS ME BETTER THAN YOU EVER WILL."

There was silence after that. Damiens' voice boomed, echoing through the whole mansion. You didn't know what to do, should you go take a shower, go downstairs- or would it be too awkward? What if you run into Celine again?

"So, that's how you think about it?" Celines gloomy and scratchy voice broke the silence. "Yes." Damien had calmed down from his burst of anger. He had this building up for quite some time. "So, it's over- yes?" She finally asked, looking from the ground up to Damien. Damien huffed, adjusting his suit, he avoided her sad eye contact.

"Celine... Yes, it is over."

She slowly walked out, stopping at the door- she thought about looking at him one last time, but it would be too much for her. She walked out, slowly and quietly closing the door. She walked by the open door that led to your room, looking in for a second, grumbled, and kept walking. She walked out to the front door, closing it behind her.