All Chapters of Damn! My Mate Is My Biggest Enemy's Twin Brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

HAVENAamon manages to push my bedroom door open with me still in his arms and then shuts it closed with his foot.I didn't mind him carrying me through the house because the workers have all gone to sleep in the servants quarters.He places me down on the bed and heads over to the bathroom then comes back with a wet towel and a few medical items to clean up my wounds.We both remain silent while he puts cream on them, when he's done, he pulls the duvet over my body then brushes my hair off my cheek, tucking it behind my ear.My mind drifts back to the event that took place in the forest tonight, the one that involved the big gray wolf.Without second guessing, my mouth opens and I start telling Aamon what really happened back there."I didn't lose balance and fall down." I confess in a whisper.His eyes lift to mine slowly."Nixx and I had been talking about testing out my speed since the forest. You know , since my senses heightening and all. So, i decided to try it out tonight. The

HAVENif I thought things would get better as time went on, then i was solely wrong. Things have escalated from bad to worse in a few hours. People can be so cruel, I don't blame those who commit suicide, this is what goes on inside of them, the excruciating pain, the loneliness and fear they feel before they decide to finally put an end to it. But I'm better than that, I'm a survivor and I will survive this like I survived everything before.My heart feels like it will tear out of my chest when I pick up my phone and there are a hundred plus notifications.I sit up slowly and check my phone, it feels like it's been days staying in this position. The dark space in my mind pushes me to go online. The first post that catches my eye isn't from the school group, it's on someone's freaking news feed, a random person. The caption burns the back of my eyes again."Spoiler alert, the author isn't just writing fiction but things she pictures with her step-brother, what a whore."The comments f

HAVENDays of locking myself up in my room and only accepting food when it's delivered by the cook only. I'm very grateful that Aamon and Ember respected my decision and privacy during the hard time.I've been numb, my world shattered and I was torn between abandoning my love for writing, maybe that's the best thing to do. It will be hard and hurt so much to give it all up but it's the only best option I have right now.I get up and head into the bathroom to take a shower. I pull on some pink sweatpants and a large t-shirt then tie my hair in a messy bun on top of my head.I stare at my switched off phone. It's been days and sooner or later, I'll have to stop hiding and shutting the world out. I need to continue school. Life needs to go on.Summoning the last bit of courage I have left, I grab my phone, sitting coss legged on the bed and then turning it on.The first ping of a notification has my heart squeezing inside my chest. I briefly close my eyes and draw in a deep breath, slow

AAMONThe first word that came in my mind when she asked me if I was having fun pretending to be Eros was, Fuck.I can't believe I forgot to shut the laptop when I went to take a shower. I was so careless and now it's cost me. I shouldn't have deactivated the stupid account in the first place, in fact, I should have just come clean about the whole thing like she said, sorry means shit when you say it after being caught and I totally agree.With that conversation we had in the car where I completely pretended not to know anything about the Eros thing, and when she showed me a picture in case I've seen her around blackwood and my answer after a quick glance was an instant No. I bet she's now thinking I'm a full blown psycho. A manipulator like she said.I saw the absolute trust I've always wanted from her in her eyes when I told her having that friend was a good thing, she relaxed and said it was good I thought that way because she was starting to see red flags from her only confidant a

HAVENThere's nothing as bitter as the taste of betrayal.My shoes slap against the tarmac as I try to get as far away from Aamon as possible. Tears continue cascading down my cheeks but I don't bother wiping them. My vision is blurry and my chest and eyes burn. Burning from the cracks of pain slicing through me.I don’t think anyone can completely explain the deep bruising feeling of that word itself. The gaping hole that throbs in your chest right where your trust used to be. Until you feel like it will never be mended again. When someone betrays you, they figuratively tear out the trust you gave them, so viciously that there’s surface damage way deeper than one can heal, and it threatens to permanently settle there.My heart yearns to trust him since it already belongs to him, but my mind is smart enough to tell me not to. There are gaping dark holes of despair there now, any part I want to try and maybe cut him some slack, the small amount of trust trying to push in ends up leakin