Chapter 29


    Chapter Twenty Nine Talk to me


    Amira POV I snort at Damon’sment, not knowing how else to respond. “Can you move? I have


    homework.” Damon remains staring at me. “Amira, I know you’re ahead in all of your sses.” fxxk.


    “Right, and I want to get farther ahead.”


    When he doesn’t move shift on the bed to reach the stack of textbooks he made on the floor. He moves


    to block me, making me re at him.


    “What do you want, Damon?”


    “I want you to tell me what’s going on with you, baby. You’ve been quiet and distant since the rogues


    came, and it’s worrying all of us. Please talk to me.”


    I swear internally, knowing that Samantha must have outed me. “I’m okay.” Damon raises his eyebrow,


    and I throw my hands up. “I am okay! Nobody’s dead or dying, the world isn’t ending, and everyone’s


    currently safe.”


    “Amira, you can’t base your own wellbeing on your surroundings. That’s not how it works. You have a


    lot going on. Just talk to me,” he begs.


    “I don’t feel like talking!” “I don’t care. You’re going to talk to me, or I will make you wish you did.” I


    shake my head at him. “Go away, Damon.” “Alright, you brought this on yourself.”


    In a few swift movements Damon’s suddenly on the bed, with me straddling him sitting in hisp. He


    has an iron grip around my waist, making struggling pointless. So I just try to reach the textbooks


    behind me, making Damon growl in annoyance.


    He tugs me away, tightening his hold on me even more. “Talk to me baby, please.” “It doesn’t even


    matter!” “Sweetheart, it matters to me.” And I cave. Tears slip down my cheeks and I speak with a


    trembling voice.


    “I’m just overwhelmed. I don’t understand why me? Why does it always have to be me? When I was


    younger, it was the constant bullying. Then it was trying to master my powers-which I can’t seem to do


    no matter how f*****g hard I try! Everyone has told me to give things time, that time heals all. But time


    won’t change my childhood of bullying. Time won’t takeaway every memory of every time I’ve f****d up.


    And even more, time won’t bring back my parents. They abandoned me three times. Once when I ran


    away and they didn’t look for me. And then they f*****g died! Leaving me with unresolved feelings, and


    an infant to raise! I’m not even a legal adult, how the f**k am I going to raise a baby right? And I know


    what I’m thinking isn’t rational. That it’s stupid and doesn’t make any sense. But I can’t stop. So that’s


    why I’m quiet. I don’t want to explode. I’m waiting for my emotional storm to blow over.”


    By the end I’m hupping and sobbing. Damon stares at me intently before pressing his forehead


    against mine.


    “Your feelings are valid. They do make sense. Even if it was unintentional, you were abandoned. Even


    though you’re working on you powers and acknowledge it will take time, it is frustrating. And your


    childhood trauma won’t go away, but baby, it will get better.”


    He shifts so that he’s cradling me to his chest. “When was thest time you slept?”


    “Two days ago,” I admit. Damon sighs and clicks his tongue before moving again so that we’reying


    on the bed. My back is to his chest, and his arm is possessively wrapped around my waist. It only take


    minutes for me to sink into a


    I hold Amira as close to me as possible without suffocating her. Marveling at how well our bodies fit


    together, I watch the steady rise and fall of her chest


    “You’re so beautiful, baby. I love you so much.” I whisper. “I love you too,” she murmurs back in her


    sleep. AUTHORS NOTE/ QUICK VENT Hey Dreamers, I have a few things I’d like to say in light of


    recent events that transpired in my life. Starting off… I am not f****d up for writing this. Neither are you


    f****d up for reading/ enjoying it. DARK ROMANCE CAN BE AN ENJOYABLE GENRE. IT’S OKAY,


    Also, some people I had mentioned my pen name to, but asked not to read my books because I don’t


    want almost


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    Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    hark to re eading them went behind my back to i


    K ABOUT IT TO OTHER PEOPLE. Needless to say, after finding out, I’m distraught.


    I guess the best way to describe it is I feel very judged, embarrassed, and ufortable.


    Oh, that’s not to mention that one of them was an active bully to my friend and I, and the other saw the


    bullying and DIDN’T SAY ANYTHiNg. For a while I was hesitant tobel it bullying, but by definition,


    bully means “seek to harm, intimidate, or coerce.” It was bullying. Never physical, but nheless


    equally harmful.


    I’ll take this as a learning/ teaching experience. – Be careful who you trust – If you see something, say


    something. BEING A BYSTANDER IS NOT OKAY. | also may switch up the covers to some of my


    books. I’ll also be responding to everyment on this post :). All the love