Warnings ⚠: Child Abuse, Rape, Violence, Religion, Drug Use, Alcohol Use, Use of Slurs, Homophobia, Bullying, Mention of Suicide, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicidal Actions, Gun Use
Damien's P.O.V.
-Thursday, October 28th-
I walk up from the basement, checking my phone, despite Josiah being right upstairs.
I spot Pierre In the kitchen.
"Hey!" I greet him, opening the fridge, "Anything good?"
He doesn't answer me and I joke, "Did you go deaf old man? I mean, you're practically four hundred years old, so..."
That usually gets a rise out of him. And he'll throw an oven mitt at me, or something.
But nothing.
I turn to look at him. "What's up? Are you mad? What did I do now?"
He's doing the dishes in silence.
I musta fucked up.
I stand beside him and say, "I'll dry."
He looks over at me, and says, "I was talking to Josiah just a bit ago..." He hands me a plate from dinner.
I dry it off and put it in the drying rack.
We have a dishwasher, but Pierre insists it's better to do them by hand.
Whatever. I've been on drying duty since I was tall enough to reach the sink.
"Is that a good thing, or...?"
From his reaction, I'm assuming it's not.
"Damien, he's very concerned for you. And I am, too... You've been drinking a lot and I can't imagine how hard it is to balance school, and the business, and Josiah, and all that that entails and I just want to make sure you're taking time for you ."
He holds a dish out but I don't take it.
If he thinks something's wrong... He might try to keep me out of the alcohol.
I can't... I have to have some sort of de-stresser.
Besides, I really don't drink that much.
"Pierre, I'm fine. I don't drink that much. And it's not that bad."
"I'm really worried about you with Josiah here now... He's a nice boy, but he's upstairs hiding in a closet right now... He doesn't seem well, and I don't want him hurting you."
I grab the sides of the sink so hard my knuckles go white.
"Do not bring Josiah into this." I growl.
He raises an eyebrow at me. "And don't you forget who's raised you. I'm not your dad, and I sure as hell won't tell you what you can and can't do, but I won't let you destroy yourself like this. I'm going to lock the liquor cabinet when no one is here. I know you can pick locks, but I'm going to seriously suggest that you think about breaking the trust here, Damien."
"I don't have a problem!" I snap, "You're being ridiculous! You're not my dad, and you shouldn't try to be!"
He glares at me. "Then quit acting like a fucking child, and I won't have to." He calms down and continues in a nicer tone, "I think you should maybe talk to someone. It might help."
I say nothing, and just stare into the soapy water.
"Damien, you just seem so sad. All the time. And Josiah said that he's afraid you'll..."
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August 24th- Book One in the May 3rd series
RomanceDamien Cohen is one of the lead bullies in the high school. His parents are major criminals who run illegal trading. He is tall, muscular, and handsome, and all the girls in school want to be with him. Because of his lifestyle, Damien has a hard tim...