How It All Happened
Prologue
Pip's P.O.V.
Tears streak my face as I look at the ugly, pale person that is me in the mirror.
Did you really think he would fall for someone like you? My conscious repeats in my head like a broken record. I thought he loved me, I thought that I actually had a friend in this town but I guess that I'm just not cut out for friends...or partners for that matter. I fall onto my bed looking at the scar on my wrist he had left there after he turned on me, permanently giving me a reminder of him.
"Someday, you will come back, and I will forgive you." I start to sob even harder.
Damien's P.O.V.
He was the only one that accepted me when I first got there, he was the only one that tried to cheer me up when everyone else made fun of me.
My chest starts to ache as I replay the moment I harmed him in front of everyone, wait, what am I doing? I'm Satan's son. I shouldn't be feeling sympathy for anyone, not even him.
You lost him! For what? Popularity?! For Satan's son, you're pretty stupid.
"I am not!"
"Is something wrong, Damien?" I jump back into reality to see all my new classmates snickering, I sit back in my seat and find myself red with embarrassment.
"Um, no. Sorry, Ms. Anderson." She smiles at me and get's back to writing some math onto the black board. I put my head in my arms and feel a tear stain my face.
"I'm sorry, Pip. I'm so sorry."