Paris day 10

Damien's POV

Everything is fine, you are not in the same room as a breathing psychopath, you are not scared of him, in fact I should just clear up this whole misunderstanding and be friends again, but maybe I shouldn't, maybe I've ignored him for so long that he's tired of me and doesn't need my weird energy.

To be honest the way he beat those boys up a few days ago felt oddly satisfying, horribly satisfying, and although I don't support any form of violence his act of bravery was still impressive, still wrong, a little... attractive?.

What was I supposed to do anyway, it's not like I'm the first omega to be harassed. Being an omega is forever trying to find the balance between weakness and submission, either way it makes me feel dirty, why would my only options in life be either being helpless or obedient, for christ's sake even my dad didn't let me outside the house when I was younger or now to be honest, according to what he learned from when him and his family were still living in Egypt was omega's are to be safe, protected and pure till they find their keeper, which basically means if my mom hadn't woken him out of the fifteenth century he was living in i would be in my house or Egypt waiting for someone to marry me.

America is one of the few countries that has finally realized that omega's are living creatures with feelings and wants, not that we don't still get abused and things like that but at least they are penalties for reporting such crimes.

Whatever way the world works I still have to say thank you to Jamie. I stood up and pushed back my desk to sit down, I took a deep breath and tore of one sticky note from the pile along with a pen.

' Thank u Jamie for beating those mean guys up. I was really scared and I'm happy you stood up for me. Damien'

As I walked to put the note somewhere he would find it, my mind kept thinking of Jamie that day, he didn't look like himself and I could smell something like a scent, it was covered in blood that day but if you paid attention, you could smell it, maybe it was one of the boys he was beating up, beta's should that much of a scent to notice, but it smelled so sweet like chocolate dripping onto perfectly baked muffins.

I placed the note under his blanket and onto of his pillow, that will have to do for now I need to be as useful as I can for the actors on and off set, Hailey has been fussing over Angelica nonstop, giving her breathing tips and how to stay calm if she gets a panic attack, I just recently discovered that Angelica has very serious social anxiety.

In two days the competition would begin and like that one guy and can't remember always said, the show must go on.

I adjusted Jamie's pillow and then a sheet of paper flew flawlessly out, I wasn't supposed to look but I just had to.

On the other side of the paper there was a little picture of me that Hailey was definitely in but she was cut out so it looked like I was awkwardly smiling down at nothing. The paper in general looked like a fact file

...Full name: Damien Salman Genesis ----------------...

...Favourite colour: Light blue and white ----------------...

...Favourite food: Chocolate ----------------...

...Personality: Shy sweet and determined ----------------...

Extra: Has anxiety and is prone to cry a lot. Does not like stressful situations or confrontational ones. May have slight social anxiety.

...----------------...

This was not a fact file this was a whole report and most of the things here are things only Hailey knows because I've spent so much time with her this past week, The others I didn't even know my self, does he stalk me ?, no Jamie would never.

I put the paper carefully under his pillow the way it came and two others sprung out, why me?, If I thought the other one was bad then this one is vile, these were pictures of me eating and sitting down with notes that I didn't want to read scribbled around, I slowly shoved everything back under his pillow and ran out of the hotel room to, breathe for a little while, there was no way in hell that Jamie would stalk me, but that was evidence right there, or maybe I'm overreacting and everything is fine, yeah that's it I'm just paranoid with everything in my life that now that nothing is wrong I'm creating problems.

When I finally calmed down and decided to walk down to what was left of rehearsals Jamie ran past me bumping into my shoulders and slammed the door shut harshly. What is going on today?

I took a seat next to Hailey at practically the end of the play, this was the part where Julliet finds Romeo dead, I have to admit I'm a bigger fan of Shakespeare plays like the tempest or Macbeth, ironically, they centre around power and who has the most power to win and control everything else, it seems more relatable to me, in a way, I don't have witch powers.

Jamie sat down next to me sandwiching me between him and Hailey, which I didn't mind until he held my hand without warning and connected his most lips to it, my breath halted mid way and I felt like I couldn't move, he didn't let go he held for the rest of the play.

When he finally let go and walked as fast as I could almost running after I told Hailey that I'd skip dinner, when I was out of sight I started running and inevitably fell over, I scurried behind a wall and put my knees up to my chest and buried my face there.

A hot, soft breath slowly whispered in my ear, "I know what you saw" I swiftly turned my hear and was dumbfounded when I saw no one but I could recognize that voice anywhere,

Jamie.

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To be continued...

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