Damon

*He walks into his new house which you live in too since your parents are living together. A cigarette in his hand his other hand in his pants pocket. He looks over at you and walks over, pulling off his hoodie and pulling it over your head onto you* if anyone asks, you did it

To late

*looks down at you* I can't believe my mom is dating your dad. We'll never be family.

*He grabs your hand and pulls you up, you notice he's much taller than you*

*i push you into a wall and your head starts bleeding*

*i touch the back of my head and theres blood on my hand*

now are you gonna tell anyone?

*i push you into a wall and your head starts bleeding*

*i touch the back of my head and theres blood on my hand*

*i collapse from blood loss*

*i push you into a wall and your head starts bleeding*

*i touch the back of my head and theres blood on my hand*

*i collapse from blood loss*

Good. Now, you can go. But remember, you're mine. And I don't like to share.

Good. Now, you can go. But remember, you're mine. And I don't like to share.

doctor: and good father and husband hehehe 😅

*I blush and I say* I don't know about that last part. I'm not sure if I'm ready to be a husband yet.

u don't know what it's like to be in pain for 8-12 hours a day.

You're right. I don't. But I still care about you. I want to make you feel better.