Chapter 12

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Damien's POV:

She's different, the Ying to my Yang, the light that is destined to shine in my darkness.

She doesn't know this but she's breaking down my walls and opening me up.

Ever since they died, I felt like I couldn't function anymore, like my life didn't have meaning. Mom tried to make me feel better and Dad did everything he could to avoid me.

I was a broken shell of a person.

The day I met her was the 3rd anniversary of their death. I tried to seek consolation at the nearest bar but at that very moment, alcohol wasn't appealing to me. Driving around town, I stumbled upon the nicest café I had ever seen.
As I stepped in I was engulfed by the smell of coffee and pastries, and also Rice?

I took in the interior of the café, it felt homey and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
I turned to my left and spotted Brittany and her half ass boyfriend Noah.

Lord knows how many boyfriend's she's had. Apparently she was arguing with one of the waitresses, I couldn't see her face but she seemed to be sticking up for herself.

She turned around and walked past me to an inner room and I was greeted by the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Her black curls fell right to her shoulders and she had the prettiest black doe eyes I had ever seen. Her lips looked plump and soft and she looked amazing in her outfit which complemented her beautiful brown skin and body.

As I snapped out of my thoughts and went ahead to the counter, she returned and seemed to have been distracted by the whole situation because she tripped on a stool leg and almost fell, dropping her notebook and pen. Luckily I caught her before she could fall.

Just like in the movies where the Prince saves the Princess, she would be mine, and I'd make sure that I'd be there to catch her anytime.

Every moment Sydney and I spent after that moment was bliss. She got to meet my mum and sister who apparently love her to bits now. I just hope dad also approves of her. He never approves of anything, he just comes and ruin things.

As soon as I found out the exchange program will be held at her school, I did everything I could to get myself selected. The day I dropped off my forms at their office, I caught sight of her.

I just can't contain myself anymore, she's slowly becoming my kryptonite.
I go weak whenever she's around and I know for sure that I affect her too.

I talked her into ditching, and that day I got to know everything about her including her favourite ice cream. After finally seeing her home, I felt like I was one step closer to getting her to open up to me.

And that was when the unfortunate happened, I pushed her buttons.

She has a dark past too, I know it, she's not ready to open up about it. I saw the hurt and angry look on her face, who did this to her?

The next week was torture, I couldn't find it in me to approach her, I felt guilty. Every time I try to get close to her someone new approaches me. Where are all these people coming from?

I saw her in the Lab during the Chemistry lesson, she looked restless yet was able to put up a good front but I could see right through her.

I tried to grab her attention after that but to no avail, I took that as my cue to just give up for the day and move on to my next class.

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The class carried on in a blur and soon enough, we had ended. I went to my locker to retrieve my homework books and head on to the U-dome when suddenly a piece of paper slipped from my locker. I picked it up and read it.

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