Happy New Year, everyone! It's been quite a year hasn't it? Starting this week I will fix any mistakes in all the chapters, including this one. See you all next year :)
It was official. Damien was the biggest jerk in the world. A few days ago he wouldn't have cared about any of the things that had happened. Lily had changed him. Seeing her be nice to others was one thing, but when she started being nice to him, her kindness did affect him. The only people who were ever nice to him before were his dad and Kenny, but that wasn't the same as Lily. He had done so many bad things to her and she still looked past all of it and forgave him. Now he just ruined everything all over again.
It was morning again. Lily had gotten up before him and was taking a shower. Damien was lying in bed. He couldn't find the strength to get up. He didn't know what he could say to her. He knew he had to tell her now. There was no way to get out of it now. If he didn't confess soon he felt like he would explode from the guilt.
He heard the shower turn off. He suddenly panicked and ran out into the living room. He needed just a few more moments to collect his thoughts before he confessed. It wasn't going to be easy.
He heard the door to the apartment open up. Just another thing to add to his stress right now.
"What the fuck, Kenny?" Damien said angrily, "Can't you go one day without dying?"
Kenny laughed, "That would be nice. Getting shot does get a bit old after a while. But I also wanted to see how you were doing. How did Lily take the news."
Damien sighed, "I didn't tell her."
"Well..." Damien tried to say, "I came down here to tell her the truth and she apparently is as mad as I thought because she started coming onto me and we ummm..."
It didn't take very long for Kenny to realize what Damien was trying so hard not to say.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Kenny said, trying to hold back the urge to hit the demon.
"I don't know," Damien said, "I know I should have tried harder, but the way she was acting. It was what I wanted from the beginning. What I've wanted for a year. But I don't deserve any of it."
"And when exactly do you plan on telling her?" Kenny asked.
"As soon as I can," Damien said.
Damien looked at Kenny and noticed the blonde had stopped looking at him and was fixated on something behind him. Damien turned around to see what it was.
Lily was standing in the doorway of the bedroom. She could tell something big was obviously going on, and Damien didn't want her to find out.
"What do you need to tell me?" Lily asked.
Damien felt frozen in place. The more Lily gave him a confused and slightly angry look, the more he felt himself tense up.
"I think I should go," Kenny said, "You two need to talk."
Kenny left the room and they were completely alone. Damien felt his muscles again their senses again. He took a deep breath and gestures for Lily to sit down on the couch with him. He didn't think he could trust his legs to have enough strength to let him stand when he finally told her.
"What is it?" She said, not entirely sure she did want to know.
"There are..." He began to confess," more bad things I have done to you that you don't know about."
"Like what," she asked.
He knew there was no way to go back now. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed small container that was hidden in one of the higher up cabinets. He brought it back to the living room and handed it to Lily. She gave him a confused look before she decided to open it. She pulled out what was inside. It was a few pieces of black candy.
"What does this suppose to mean?" She asked.
He took one of the pieces out of her hand, "This is a special type of candy that is made to look innocent, but is a trap. It was created to make the person who ate the candy appear as though they are experiencing terrible pain. They pain is actually non-existant. However it serves the purpose of threatening someone close to that person. People will do many things to save someone they love."
"And what sort of fake affects does this candy have," she asked, but she already knew the answer.
"The candy makes it look as if the victim's organs are shutting down," he said, "The illusion lasts for two weeks and disappears instantly when the pain is at it's strongest."
"So that would give the person who was responsible for everything enough time to trick the person they were trying to get to supposedly save the victim who is in reality just fine," she said.
He looked away from her, "Yes," he admitted.
He felt a sting across his face when she slapped him. He forced up the courage to look at her again. Her eyes were full of betrayal and anger.
"You bastard," she said, venom laced in her voice, "I was just starting to trust you. I actually felt bad for you! This whole time it was all a lie. You made me believe Shawn was dying. It was the worst time of my life watching him in that hospital bed. All the pain he was feeling was just an illusion?"
He nodded. The guilt wasn't gone. He actually felt worse, but he now knew he deserved the guilt. It was a small punishment for what he did to her.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I know that doesn't change anything, but I just wanted to let you know I do feel bad."
She sighed, "I don't know if I can accept it, Damien. It was hell for me to watch him suffer. A worse hell than what any demon can try to create down here. I'm happy he wasn't going to due, but I don't see how you can be so selfish as to force me to give myself up like that."
"I am selfish," Damien said, "I always have been. I never worried about the people I hurt to get what I want. You changed that, Lily. That' why if you want to go, you can. I can destroy the contract and you won't need to answer to me anymore. You can go home to be with Shawn and your parents. I don't want you to be forced to stay here anymore."
She looked away from him and nodded, "I'm sorry but that probably is for the best. Know that I know I don't owe you anything, I don't see any need for me to stay here."
Damien felt like someone had stabbed his heart. He knew he deserved it but it still hurt.
"Good bye," he said. He walked into his room and closed the door behind him.
She looked around the apartment one last time, the place that had been her prison. She tried to door and found it was unlocked. Damien really was going through with this.
She saw Kenny was standing at the end of the hallway outside of the elevator.
"What are you still doing here?" she asked.
He looked surprised to see her, "The elevators here take awhile. The track is a couple miles long. What are you doing out here?"
She looked back the door to Damien's apartment before answering, "I'm going home."
Ya I know it's kinda sad.
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