Chapter 8: a date you say?

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Chapter: 8

I felt a lone warm tear slip down my face ,as it falls off and on to my neck, soon followed by many more. I had just watched as Devon fell to the ground gasping for air, and I just stood there doing nothing. I stood there and just watched as my friend was hurt. What is wrong with me?!
Before I could process what was happening, I felt my legs moving forward until I was full on running towards my gasping best friend. With eyes full of unshed tears as I was lifted into a set of strong arms, half way to him. I thrashed around in his arms as I cried hysterically. Damon held me against him as he whispered sweet nothings to me, trying to calm me down.
I watched over his shoulder as my eyes focused on Devon's. They were filled with pain and determination. He slowly stood and I reached for him over Damon's shoulder as I let out a whimper. Damon's body vibrated with anger, against mine as he looks over his shoulder at Devon with a scowl. He finally sighed in defeat as he kissed my forehead before hesitantly setting me on the ground.
Once I was freed, I raced towards my friend as he opened his arms wide. I happily jumped into his awaiting arms and he held me tight to his chest, my tears making his shirt damp.
" Are you okay??!!............ W what happened?!?........ Why...why did he do that,?!" I threw my hardly decipherable questions at him as I frantically search his face and throat for any injuries. My eyes were drawn to the red, soon to be bruise forming around his neck as I let out a frightened gasp. He was hurt, and I let that happen.....
" Hey...." He tried to calm me, rubbing my back and holding me close, but it wasn't working. I just don't understand how I let Damon hurt my friend.

What is it about that man that I just can't seem to be upset with him? I couldn't even stop him or deny him of anything. It was unnerving really.
I glanced over my shoulder to seen Damon right where I left him, looking at me with a pained expression. I felt my heart clench in pain, as I let out a quite whisper of a cry. It physically pained me to see him this way, despite me only meeting him not even 30 minutes ago.
I finally looked back at my friend, still clutching me to him. I saw him cast a quick glance behind me, he looked a bit worried yet he gave my a soft smile never the less. I was finally able to slow my racing heart, and I had finally calmed down enough to speak properly.
" what happened, why did he do that dev?" I asked, desperate for an explanation.
" it's no big deal baby doll, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. Okay?"He said reassuringly, as he gazed down at me.
I continued to just look at him with a worried expression, contemplating if I wanted to push him further.
"Okay?" He repeated his question, lifting my chin up to look him in the eye. A small smile playing on his lips.
"Okay, okay." I said, deciding to just let it go.
" that a girl." He said finally releasing me.

I could hear movement behind me, and was about to turn around, but Devon stopped me by leaning down towards my ear.
" be carful around him ari, he's not a good guy." He said quietly. Once he pulled back I saw the worry in his eyes, as he turned to walk back into the building. I was about to step forward to question him on what he meant, but I felt two large hands wrap around my waist and pull my in to Damon's warm embrace.

I tuned around in his arms as I looked up to see his face. I was immediately pick up so that I didn't have to crane my neck too much. Damon buried his face in my neck, in a soothing manner.
"I'm sorry." His whispered. He sounded pained, as his voice cracked. He didn't even need to say that, his eyes said it all
" I know." I whispered back as I clung to him. I gently ran my fingers through the back of his hair,as a shudder went though him. He pulled back slightly to look me in the eyes before he spoke.
" I never meant to hurt you, I'm so sorry. I promise I won't do it again. I never want to make you sad, sweetheart. Never." He said with a heartbreakingly sad expression. He leaned down and pressed as lingering kiss on my forehead.
I simply placed my small hand on his face, and give him a soft smile before wrapping my arms around his neck and holding him close to me.

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