-Damian POV-
The bed felt unusually cold when he woke up, slowly opening his eyelids. He rolled over, expecting Anya to be there.
So where was she?
The emptiness of the large bed had never felt so profound until now. Maybe she had gone downstairs, her clothes were all gone though, and his clothes were still lying there on the floor, crumpled and crinkled. He blushed at the thought of what they had done last night and the way that she had toyed with him.
He was still blushing as he pulled back on his underwear and pants, heading down the stairs to the living room. None of his family was at home and the servants were still in their houses, as it was too early for anything or most people to be awake. This was Damian's favorite part of the day. When the sun had come up, but the house was still quiet, he felt the most at peace.
Downstairs, it was also empty, and he saw that the shoes that she had been wearing at the dance, those pink heels that matched her hair were gone also. And that was how Damian came to the realization:
She had left him, without a goodbye or anything. No note. He was just her fuck toy and she had used him. All her pretty words, the pretty letters coming out of her pretty lips, the pretty lies all had been just so she could get in his bed. She had used his feelings for her just to get laid.
No, he had to be overthinking it. Maybe something had come up and she had to go there. Maybe her father was sick or her mother was in a terrible accident. Maybe her friend, Becky, needed help with something or someone. Anya usually helped girls get rid of unwanted boys, and he had always admired her for that.
He wouldn't know if he didn't ask her.
He picked up his phone, pulling a white shirt over his head, and opened their texts. It was relatively sparse with only a couple of messages exchanged about this one group project that they had had a few years ago. Even then, he had known that he loved her like no one else. He remembered that conversation perfectly, how happy he had been to get a text from her. His heart felt so light back then.
But now, it felt like a stone, dragging him down, a burden. He started typing a message:
Today:
Damian: Anya, are you alright? I was wondering if you are okay after last night.
He quickly deleted it. It sounded too cringey. Another attempt:
Today:
Damian: Are you okay? You left without saying anything.
His finger headed to delete it when he accidentally clicked send.
Fuck.
He wanted to mentally curse himself out. How could he have made such a stupid mistake? It was too late now, however.
He sat on his bed waiting for an answer, hoping for an answer that wouldn't make him seem like an utter fool. He was such a fool. Damian Desmond, not the prince of Eden Academy, but the fool.
His phone buzzed with a notification, and then another, both from-
Her.
He could feel his heart pounding at the thought of it, reading the messages. What if he had been right and she didn't want to be near him anymore?
He had to take the chance.
He opened the messenger app and clicked on her name which had a small two beside it.
Today:
Anya 3: I am sorry.
Anya 3: I don't think that we should see each other anymore.
Damian dropped his phone; it landed on his bed thankfully. She didn't want to see him anymore?
Today:
Damian: What do you mean?
-You can no longer send messages to the user: Anya3.-
She had blocked him.
God damn it all.
sorry for the short chapter, i really am not in the right headspace rn and writing is like my main way of escapism. i also felt like i haven't really been updating enough again so i wanted to post this. also i can't really wait to get done with this arc of the story (it hurts T_T).
love life update lovelies:
so another guy (bruh istg i have too many interests (harem time :3)) complimented my outfit yesterdays saying i look really good with it and today we accidentally matched outfits :3 and he noticed (my dumb ass would never have lol)
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tyyy for reading 3
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