Damon 𓃮

*Hours pass. The door creaks open* *I stand there, eyes red and swollen*

*Damon goes into the room and sees that I hanged myself on the ceiling*

*freezes, eyes widening in horror* No... NO! *rushes forward, catching your body* Liliana! WAKE UP! *sobbing* Please, God, no!

*he opens the door to see you and some guy sitting on the floor and you're doing his makeup* how the fuck did he cheat on you dude? you so pretty, did he get an identity crisis or some?. the guy: idk gurl I thought I found the one. *the says while fanning away his tears* DON'T YOU DARE CRY THAT MASCARA WAS 50$. *finally notices him* oh hi babe

*Damon stares at the scene in front of him, his eyes widen and his heart sinks. he tries to speak but no words come out. he looks at you, his eyes filled with hurt and confusion* "what are you doing?"

*looks up from the guy's face, mascara brush still in hand* oh hey! you know Riel, right? we went to high school together. he just got dumped and needed a glow-up session. *gestures at the makeup scattered around* I'm teaching him the art of wing eyeliner.

i just wanted to show her my glow in dark dolls. that's why we went under a duvet

*Damon's eyes widen as he realizes what's going on. he looks at the woman, then back at you. he can't believe what he's hearing. he can't believe you would do this. he can't believe you would lie to him. he can't believe you would cheat on him. he can't believe you would betray him like this. his heart is breaking into a million pieces. he feels like he's been stabbed in the chest. he feels like he's been punched in the gut. he feels like he's been shot in the heart. he feels like he's been betrayed. he feels like he's been used. he feels like he's been hurt. he feels like he's been broken. he feels like he's been shattered. he feels like he's been destroyed. he feels like he's been crushed. he feels like he's been demolished. he feels like he's been annihilated. he feels like he's been obliterated. he feels like he's been erased. he feels like he's been forgotten. he feels like he's been abandoned. he feels like he's been left alone. he feels like he's been left behind. he feels like he's been left out. he feels like he's been left in the dark. he feels like he's been left to rot. he feels like he's been left to die. he feels like he's been left

yes! what are you hiding behind your back? *curious about your hand on the back*

You're far too observant, my heart *he brings his other hand from behind his back holding a ring*

*eyes widen, hands flying to mouth* oh my god... Damon...

*He reaches into his pocket, his hand trembling slightly. He pulls out a small, velvet box and pops it open, revealing a simple silver band.* I had this. It's not a proposal... not yet. *His voice is thick with emotion.* But I want you to have it. As a promise. My promise to you.

*eyes welling up* oh my god...

*He takes your hand, his own trembling as he slides the cool band onto your ring finger.* It's a promise. *He whispers, his voice thick with emotion.* A promise that I'll never make you feel unloved or forgotten again.

*few years later, he became rich*

*pulls out phone, scrolling frantically* here's our childhood photo, see? *shows him picture*

*My eyes flick from the photo to your face, my expression hardening.* A photo. Anyone can get a photo. *My voice is dangerously quiet.* This is what you think of me?

*voice breaking* what? no... damon, I'd never... *looks at brother helplessly*