Demon of my Heartstrings

Twenty One: Damas

"What the hell do you mean future bride!" I yell at him.

"I mean what it sounds like." Damas says shrugging his shoulders.

"I can't be your future bride! I don't know you, and you killed me once before a-and we're not even soulmates!" I yell at him angrily.

"Soulmates? So you want to marry Sirius then?" Damas asks me as he crosses his arms.

"I-I uh well maybe someday?" I say it more like a question.

"Haha! You keep questioning yourself Cordelia, and how do you know what you want if your keep questioning yourself?" Damas asks me with a smirk.

"I-I do know what I want!" I yell at him.

"Oh yeah?" Damas asks coming closer to me again.

"Yes! I want you to leave me alone and set me free and to leave my friends alone and to never show your face here again!" I yell at him.

"That was a lot of ands Cordelia." Damas tells me chuckling.

"Sh-shut up!" I yell stuttering.

"If I can recall, you only ended up with Alastor because Sirius sent you away. So, why would you want to be with someone who pretty much got you killed in the first place? Sirius sounds like a pretty lousy soulmate to me." Damas tells me sourly.

"Listen here buddy! I didn't believe that demons or angels or soulmates or anything like this actually existed, but I'm soulmates with Sirius for a reason. I don't know if it's a mistake or not, but he's my soulmate and I'm not gonna let you talk bad about him! That's my job." I hissed at him angrily.

"So you do love him?" Damas asks standing right in front of me.

That question caught me off guard, because I've keep asking myself that a lot. Do I love Sirius? I mean I do like him, even with his flaws but do I love him? Sirius can be an ass, but I have seen a sweet side of him even if it doesn't last long. I can't honestly judge him because I'm not perfect either. I get angry at people, and get annoyed easily as well. I'm not as bad as him but I still can't judge him for it. Do I love Sirius? I wondered to myself. Honestly, at first I didn't because I thought he was a big asshole who doesn't care about anyone but himself. But, as we spend some time together I realized that he does care about others he just hides it deep deep down within himself. I'm not sure why, but I think it has something to do with his father. I think back on all of my memories with Sirius, and most of them were fighting and arguing with him but you know what? I don't care to be honest, because I do. I do love Sirius and I'm not sure when I started to love him but I do, and it's kind of frightening to know I actually have feelings for someone.

"I'm gonna take your silence as a no." Damas spoke up proudly.

"I do." I tell him with a glare.

"What?" Damas asks dumbfounded.

"I do love Sirius." I tell him glaring daggers at him.

"You love him?" Damas asks me in shock.

"Yes. I love Sirius, and please don't make me say it again. It's hard enough confessing my feelings to my murderer than to my actual soulmate." I tell him annoyed.

"Cordelia, your not allowed to love him." Damas tells me in a low voice.

"I can love who the fuck I want! He's my soulmate! You aren't!" I hissed at him.

Damas grabs onto my shoulders tightly with a cold glare staring daggers at me. I felt frozen as I didn't know what to do now, this is the guy who stopped my heart and killed me. I don't want to die from his hands again. I glance over as I see Egan flying over and I couldn't help but be grateful that the dragon is coming back. Egan lands next to Damas before clearing his throat, which made Damas let go of me with a sigh. I let out a breath of relief before taking a step or two away from him.