“Let me go,” he orders again, pushing my shoulders with the strength of a kindergartener, “Seriously, Lily. I have to go negotiate with that idiot.” “I’ll only let you go if you promise to come back and take a nap here with me,” I offer, lifting my head to look at him. Aiden rolls his eyes and growls as if he’s annoyed, “If you say no, we’ll just stay here all day.” Because apparently, he’s lost all of his strength, even though I know he could lift me and throw me three states away if he wanted to. I guess he doesn’t want to. “Fine,” he finally agrees in a groan, like I’m holding a gun to his head, “I’ll come back when it’s done.” I release my grip on him, studying his face. He’s completely open to me today. His desire is written in there very clearly, along with a bunch of mixed feelings that I understand perfectly. Aiden sighs a couple of seconds later and shakes his head at himself before leaving. As soon as my door closes behind him, I let out a stupid excited squeal an
"Well, he hid it very well. Even from me," I spit out with annoyance, mostly at her for being so clearly happy about that, "The story with those girls almost always went the same way... Damon would cut to the chase, asking them what they wanted from him. Some girls would try to trick him, a few other girls were honest, but all of them wanted a better pay or a big gig. Damon would always say yes and he only asked for one night in return, but then he would be a fucking weirdo. Like, he made two girls just have a threesome in front of him, he never even touched them, but somehow they had to literally run away from him. He made another girl fuck his buddy instead of him, just because this other guy was ugly so he thought that would be funny. He made another girl be his naked maid, she did nothing but clean his house while he taunted her... Damon only had actual sex with one of the girls suing him right now, she's saying he was too rough and said some fucked up stuff as he was doing it. Sh
“What do you think Harry would have done?” Lily asks, nervously biting her lip, “If I had told him what Damon did?” “My dad would’ve had a full-on nervous breakdown,” I say, because I can almost see it clearly in my head. Him crumbling down because he doesn’t know how to deal with difficult situations like that, “He probably would’ve bought another house for you, split his time between our house and yours so you wouldn’t feel displaced, and then he would’ve bought you a million things, showering you with money in hopes that it would make you feel better and forget what happened.” Lily’s eyes are teary again, but she chuckles and nods because she knows I’m right. “And as for Damon, of course, he would’ve protected him at all costs, but I think there would have been a drastic change between them,” I continue, considering it. It could still happen, “Your mother is going to tell him everything, did you know that? About our relationship and what Damon did. Before you two leave, she
Aiden decides to just shake his head and walk out without saying anything else. And then I'm alone with my boyfriend... and the knowledge than I'm one hundred percent a cheater. Two hundred percent a cheater, because I already had sex with Aiden and I would have it again, no questions asked. Three hundred percent a cheater, because Damon. Just his existence in general. "So, what the hell?" Brian asks, looking at me with a hurt, very confused face. Oh, no, not the hurt. It makes me feel like the biggest asshole, "That wasn't innocent, Lily." "I know," I admit, closing my eyes in shame, "But Aiden was right, we didn't do anything. We didn't kiss or touch at all, we just cuddled a little bit and we talked for a long time before I got on top of him. I know it wasn't a 'sibling' thing, because we're not." "You just called him a brother," he states, with a grimace, "Was it a flirty thing? It's... so weird, Lily, I won't lie, it made me feel sick." "It was a joke, because he's
"Bee," Harry says in a tiny voice, "I haven't been with anyone but you in almost two months. I thought I had this issue under control but I don't. I need someone else." What the fuck is going on? "And I said yes. I said go and get her," she repeats, slower this time, "But you can't force me to stay here and let you fuck someone else in our house, too. You've cheated on me in every other corner of this earth, except here. I can’t believe you’re even stooping this low." "Shh," Aiden says and puts a hand over my mouth because, apparently, I'm crying. I don't even know why, don't ask. "I hear what I’m saying and I fucking hate myself too, but I'm losing my mind. I have a problem," Harry admits in a raw voice, "I can't fuck you as much as I need or in the way that I need right now, you wouldn't like it. I wouldn't like it, either." Agh, fuck, I really don't want to hear this. I think Aiden knows, because he moves both of his hands to cover my ears. Uselessly, though, because
"It’s Lily," I force myself to respond as I open the door a bit and peak in, "Can I come in? Just for a bit.” "You could crawl inside my skin if you wanted," Damon says but I instantly know he's not doing okay. He sounds monotone and he's just lying in bed with his arms behind his head, looking up at the ceiling, "What's up?" This is it, the moment that kept me anxious all day. It’s terrifying, but it has to happen. It’s the most important step in my plan, to make amends with this man. He is the biggest rock in my path… or more like, an iceberg. I need to either eliminate him from my path or just survive him somehow. This is me trying to find a way to survive him because I can’t just eliminate such a beautiful iceberg. "I have something to say," I admit and I close the door behind me. Damon is just looking at me with his sad amber eyes as I walk in. I decide to sit down on his bed, next to him, "But what I have to say is really bad and I don't want you to hurt me. By the w
"Mm, no. I can’t believe that you're not angry," I say, remembering Aiden's words, "You're just pretending to be okay just to get your r..." "No, no, I'm not pretending. It's you, Lily," he says, as if that explains anything, "You could stab me in the chest ten times, you could slash my neck wide open and I would jerk off while I die. I would love to die because you killed me passionately. That would honestly be such a good death.” "Oh my god, you're sick," I let out, worried. I try to move away from him, but he slides closer, "You said you're not that bad anymore. Are you still taking meds?" "Yes, but not even that many because I AM better," he repeats. I don't believe him, "And I'm half-joking, okay? Or more like, being poetic and romantic. You wanna know how good I am now?" I sigh, but nod. "I considered for one second... using your feelings to get what I want. When I started crying and your face got so open and guilty, I thought I could use your guilt and exploit it unti
{ Damon } Lily's words make me stop and consider my whole life. I've had people be mean to me my whole entire life, mostly in self-defense, but still, I've never given a single shit. Even now, with people trying to burn me at the stake because of the lawsuit, I never feel hurt, just annoyed.But having Lily tell me I'm dumb... I think I was genuinely hurt. Because, what the fuck? But now that I'm realizing that, I'm kind of shocked. This is a new feeling unlocked, being hurt over the lightest insult, one even little kids throw at each other. I'm hurt. She said I'm dumb and I felt like she punched me in the gut. Zion would call this a breakthrough. He's been trying to make me feel hurt since he meet me, but it's never worked. Me being able to feel hurt means I'm normal. I feel normal things. I'm excited now. "All I know is, I would die for you and kill for you, I've been in love with you since you moved into this house, I've never stopped," I say and I watch as she t