Damon

*He cleared his throat nervously* You’re staring at me like I’m a stranger… Wait. *His fingers brushed his collar, eyes widening as he spotted the red lipstick stain* It’s not what you think.*You stood perfectly still, your heart pounding but your face unreadable every muscle frozen in silent shock*

*she grabs the gun from her drawer and shoots you in the head*

“Yeah, you just tripped and kissed someone, didn't you?..”

*Damon froze. He had not expected Dylan to be so... calm. He had expected anger, tears, accusations, but Dylan was acting like it was just another day. Damon swallowed hard and took a deep breath* "Yes... I was with a woman."

*the next day you wake up, and im not in the bed*

*you don't see me*

*He starts to panic, calling your name. He's not sure where you could be. He checks the kitchen, the living room, the bathroom, but you're nowhere to be found.*

*I watched him leave, tears streaming down my face. I felt like my heart was breaking into a million pieces.*

*His hands tremble, the panic in his voice rising* Listen, I can explain everything. Please, just let me explain.

*His voice breaks, tears welling in his eyes* I know it's wrong. I know it was stupid and selfish. But you have to understand, it was a moment of weakness. I was drunk and alone and I made a mistake.

*He sighed, running a hand through his hair* You're right, it is. But I swear it won't happen again. I'll do anything to make it up to you.

Anything?

*He paused, his eyes narrowing as he considered the question. Then, he nodded firmly* Yes. Anything.