"Gillian"

Her name echoes in my mind and I looked at Jason with wide eyes but he completely ignores me.

"Sweetheart it's Jason here to see you. Please open the door, my love" I suppose the lady is Gillian's mother from the way she calls out for her. The memories of me and my mother crossed my mind. The door unlocks and Jason steps in front of me blocking the door opening. The lady gives out a small and walked away.

"Jason," she says her voice so soft as if she hasn't spoken to anyone in ages. Jason slightly moves aside and I see her, a beautiful girl almost my age. She has freckles on her olive skin and it cuts off her complexion with her ginger hair. But, I see it when I looked deep into her. Gillian's eyes sagged forming dar circles, a scar across her cheeks and her face faltered just as she sees. Gillian walks inside the darkroom as if she saw a ghost. She was scared. She was scared of the world just like me.

"Gill," Jason says and tried to walk inside to stop her but her screams stops him in his tracks.

"No! Get her out of here!" she yelled and for a moment I feared her but not for long because I know what has built her into this. I slightly push Jason aside and walked into the room. It was dark and the only light coming in was from the corners of her windows which were covered in black paper. the corners of it were torn a bit so there was a single ray of light coming.

"Rhea you shouldn't," Jason says behind me but I never stopped walking into the darkroom.

"Close the door. Please" I tell him and he opens his mouth to argue but he shuts back up and closed the door leaving me and Gillian in complete darkness.

"Gillian" I called out.

"Go away!" she yelled but I heard her sobs.

"I'm going to tell you a story," I tell her.

"There was a girl, she was just fourteen years old. The concept of friendship and having friends she valued so much. she thought friends is what could make you survive through school. So, one night she went to a party and was drugged by a stranger. She tumbled herself finding a bathroom but instead she was pulled into a room where her darkest nightmare took place. Someone touched her, kissed her, strangled her, beat her and... raped her" the words spilt out of my mouth like venom. It was the first time I admitted out loud that I was raped even though she doesn't know that little girl was me. "She woke up in a strangers bed wearing nothing but a hair tie on her wrist and an anklet" Damien's anklet. "She lifted herself from the bed... finally even though she felt like she had fallen from a thousand feet straight onto a rock bottom ground. she saw herself in the mirror. Her body bruised, palm prints on her thigh, her arm and her neck, bite marks on her shoulder and cut on her hip" which I carry to this day. "All she could think was 'what happened to her'"

"You didn't know" Gillian's soft voice echoed and I was relieved that she was actually listening. She should know that she is not alone because that's something I wish I knew. So, I continue, "No she didn't. That morning she walked to her house all by herself. She didn't cry nor did she scream or fear. she was in shock and utter confusion. She went home, locked herself in her room for one whole week. She stared into nothing trying to remember but she couldn't. She didn't know she was finding something that she hoped she never did. Maybe the idea of being raped crossed her mind but it was too much for her little mind to believe. So, she convinced herself she wasn't and tried to look out for other reasons. The day she stepped out of her room and pretended as if nothing happened but it was eating her insides and it was painful. That day she threw on a fake facade just to hear someone who she loves dearly would be leaving and that moment she knew she was so alone."

"How did you get to know?" Gillian asked and I could see her retrieving figure come into my sight.

"A few seconds before my brother shot himself dead in front of me" I let out a sigh and take the seat at the edge of the bed. "I told him. I told him that one night something happened to me and I don't what and then he told me I was raped."

"I know you," she tells as she comes right in front of me and rakes a seat next to me. How does she know me?

"You're Rhea aren't you?" she asked with a soft smile that barely reaches up to her face.

"Yes, but how?" I ask in confusion.

"Damien had told me about you. I recognized from your black hair and your dark brown-"

"How- Isn't he the one who... assaulted you," I asked softly, fearful to admit it out loud.

"Oh God no!" she shrieked. What!

"He was the one who saved me." I felt the blood in my veins run cold. I don't know what I'm feeling.

"He saved me from my rapists... even though he was too late"

"What do you mean too late?" I asked her as I was still in shock.

"Rhea, I'm turning seventeen and I have a nine-month-old baby. He was too late because I had to give birth to my rapist's child. He was very sorry about it but it wasn't his fault after all he did was save me from death and now, I wish he never did." I couldn't believe my eyes when the words spilt out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry but I have to go," I tell her and got on to my feet and walked to the door but I stopped and turned to ask Gillian one more thing, "why did you tell me the story?"

"I know you. Whenever Damien comes to see me I ask him to tell me about people because I don't step out of this room and every single time he talks about one person only and it's you. But, he doesn't know your story doesn't he?"

"No, he doesn't and I hope it would stay that way but why would you ask that?"

"You might not know who raped you but Damien would rip the world open, find him and kill him. In a heartbeat." Her words hit right to my stomach. This is the most amount of emotions I have felt in a while but anger stands out.

"You are a warrior Gillian and the world is not so cruel as it seems to be but when you are ready to step out, I will be there with open arms for you," I tell her and I saw a tear trickle at the edge of her eye. I turn back around and walked downstairs.

"Jason take me home," I hope he knows by now the place I call home.

"Rhea, you are not harmed or anything," he asked, his eyes scanning over my body. "What?"

"Gillian tends to throw sharp objects at people who enter her boundaries without permission"

"No, we had a civil conversation," I tell him as we tell our goodbyes to her mother and step out to the porch.

"So, what'd yall talk about?"

"None of your fuc- You knew didn't you?" I ask him in realization.

"What? that my brother is not a rapist. Of course, I did" he tells and we get on the bike, clipping our helmets. "And you never told me?"

"You wouldn't have believed me. You might think that I am a stupid boy who blindly believes what his brother would say."

"True," I tell and we sped off back home.

"You called him brother," I asked him teasingly putting aside my anger.

"Don't annoy me I will crash us both."

Just, as Jason makes the stop in front of their house I get off, removed the helmet and stormed into the house. I walked to his room and kicked the door loudly.

"He hasn't come out ever since... not even eaten Rhe," Jason tells coming up and I lay my forehead against the door. "I might hate him but he's all the family that I ever wanted. So, I want to see him alive and well Rhea" he tells and I saw the purity and the truth of his words from his eyes. Jason truly does care for him. They always did but I'm sorry but I might have to kill him.

"Damien. It's me open the door" I asked softly. If I don't make this door open I don't know who will. The longer he took worry pools in me. "How long has he stayed in there?" I asked almost in a whisper. "Since you ran out of the house." fuck. I know what Damien could do when he's hurt. I know what he can do to himself with just a syringe. Right now there's nothing I hope more than that I won't find any of it inside his room. "Damien open the fucking door!" I yelled, my heart racing and fear that something had happened to him. I fear that when this door opens I will be met with something that I don't want to but relief floods through me when the door unlocks but not open. I take my queue and open the door. "I got this," I tell Jason and walked in to be met with a complete mess. Clothes all over the floor... my clothes. I look around the room as I closed the door behind me and I saw Damien looking at my clothes on the floor too.

"They smelt like you," he said his voice raspy and I knew he was high when my eyes locked with his red eyes that says he hadn't slept at all.

"Say it!" I tell looking right at him. It was hard to keep up with his stare when his bare chest was in full display and his basketball shorts hung low in his hips. I forced my eyes not to linger and do what I should do.

"Say what?"

"Tell me you didn't do it, tell me you did not harm Gillian, tell me that Kevin was a liar and tell me why!" I yelled. Tears collecting in my eyes ready to flow down showing my pain and hurt.

"You already know, don't you?"

"Of course I fucking do! and it hurts that I didn't know it from you. So, tell me why would you?" I break out in tears and hope that my knees would not give in. He doesn't answer instead he drops his head low.

"Tell me, Damien! tell me why would you want me to believe such a horrible lie, A lie that broke and shattered me! why?!" I yelled walking towards him.

"Because I saw how scared and disgusted you were the moment Kevin opened his mouth! I knew that you saw me as the monster I am!" he yelled back and I was taken aback. How could he?

"You are wrong there. Yes! I was scared but did you not see the pleads in my eyes begging to hear you tell him he's wrong but you never fucking did!.."

"...Do you really want me out of your life that you even show me the worst sides of you to chase me away?" I tell, my voice shatters as the tears flow down my face.

"If it means that I get to keep you safe and unharmed, Yes! I will"

"Why do you want to protect me so much!"

"Because I FUCKING LOVE YOU!" he shrieked so loud that I stumble a few steps back. His words hit right through me. "I love you so damn much that I want nothing more than to see you happy and safe even if it means away from me. Rhea, I will burn down this fucking world for you. I would die a thousand times if it means that I get to see you happy. I know what I am ca-"

"I love you," I tell softly which cut him off. Damien stares right back at me and I see a few tears in his eyes too. "...and you are so fucking wrong. Do you remember the time that I was last happy? It was in this room, your arms wrapped around me-" I walk closer to him so he was just one step away, "Your lingering kisses making me giggle like a fucking twelve-year-old girl." I let out a little laugh and pointed my index finger at his chest. "You want me happy? Keep my right in here. This is my happy place, this is where I'm safe and this is where I belong... with you" he cups my cheek, wiping a tear from my face all the while just staring at each other.

"I'm so sorry. so so fucking so-" I slam my lips in his, my hands around his neck pulling him down a bit to my height. Damien lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist, deepening our kiss. I wouldn't know how to express how I feel right now but I could say that I am extremely happy. A happiness that I once thought that I did not deserve but now I crave it more and more.

Damien moves us towards the bed and softly place my head on a pillow not breaking our kiss. "Forgive me?" he mumbled against my lip. "Yeah, if you stop being such an ass," I tell and a small smile crept his face. He placed his lips on mine and I felt his hands creep under my hoodie and his fingers messing with the cup edge of my bralette. I lift my legs and lock them around his hips pushing him closer and I let out a small gasp when I felt his hard cock against my core even through our few layers of clothing. Just a few...

"What are you thinking Lia?" he asks breaking our kiss and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. "Uh, we are just a few layers of clothing away from..." the words stuck behind my throat with Damien so close to me. "What do you want baby?" he asks. Oh, he's giving me choice now.

"I want you to fuck me" I whispered against his mouth that lifts to a smirk. "Err try again." He's going to be me for it, isn't he? "Damien. I need you to fuck me right now... please" I tell pleadingly. "Fuck! don't give me those eyes." I look at him confusingly. "What?"

"That thing you do with your eyes that make my fucking shit of a heart melt. And, you don't know what you are asking for. I will ruin you"

"Then ruin me. I'm all yours."

"Fuck yeah" he mumbles against my neck, kissing and sucking, "All mine."

He lifts my hoodie over my head and stares down at my body. "You haven't eaten," he tells in all seriousness. "And, you haven't slept. we are even" I tell and he trails wet kisses from my collar bone down to my chest. With one of his hands under me unhooking my bralette with one swift movement he takes it off revealing my naked body. He cups one of my boobs, massaging it softly then roughly as his mouth works on the other sucking and nibbling my nipple and I let out a moan when he softly bites it.

Damiens free hand down inside my sweats, massaging my clit and he dips two fingers inside my core and I let out a moan gripping the back of his hair. He trails his kisses down my stomach and slightly looks up at me as he unties my sweats and peels them off along with my wet soaked panties. Damien kneels in between my legs and his eyes wander all over my body. "Fuck, you are gorgeous" he muttered and widened my bent knees. He kisses my cunt and twirls his tongue around my clit. Both of his hands grip my thigh as he slides tongues into my core. "Ah fuck, Damien" I moaned. My eyes roll back as my back arches and I felt an orgasm building in already. He pushes in three fingers as he lifts his head from in between my legs now staring right down at me, one hand sliding in my pussy working my orgasm and the other gripping the bed frame keeping his balance. "Open your mouth," he tells and I do just. My cum drips to my mouth from his and I swallow. "You taste how fucking sweet your cunt is for me?" he asks and I nod. "Use your words, love," he tells and instead I let out a moan releasing my orgasm. "Yes," I say and he takes his fingers out leaving me empty.

"Good," Damien tells and moves to remove his shorts. I tried not to gasp at how big his cock was but my expression brought a smirk to his face. I stop him as he reached the nightstand to get a condom. "I'm on birth control," I tell him and a smile crept his face. Damien's lips connected with mine, he bites my lip gaining dominance and his tongue slips against mine. My moan breaks our kiss as he slides into me with a strong thrust. We both groan in pleasure as he moves. The sounds of our hips colliding against each other and our moans fill up the room. My toes curls as he fastened his pace and he thrust back harder, my nails dig into his skin "Oh God" I moaned and I close my eyes arching my back. "Look at me when I fuck you, Lia," he tells and grabbed my boob, sucking and biting. I don't think I could take it anymore as tears trickled down. Damien pulls out only to thrust back in and my moans turned louder and louder screaming his name.

"A little bit quiet, my love," he tells and kissed me. Damien slows his pace and both our orgasms ripples out as he fills me up with his cum. He slips his cock out of me and nestled his face in the crook of my neck. Our sweat bodies pressed against each other, he lifts his head and looked down at me. "You just gave me the best sex I ever had," he tells and I give him slight smile because my body is still in pain and I am pretty sure I can not move. "I'm sorry I left some bruises" he mumbles and kissed me softly, his thumb softly caressing my cheeks. "I love you," I tell him and a wide smile came upon his face. A smile so bright and warm it makes my heart happy and I felt lucky that this smile and this man is all mine. "I love you," he tells back and dropped down next to me. Damien pulled the sheets over us covering our naked bodies and I felt him softly massage my hip and my back which hurts. His movement stops and I knew he fell asleep and so did I in each other's arms.

A/N - 29 CHAPTERS AND FINALLY DROPPED THE L-BOMB. I KNEW FROM THE POINT I STARTED WRITING THIS THAT IT WILL BE AN ANGRY LOVE CONFESSION, WE JUST MISSED THE RAIN TO MAKE IT EVEN MORE CLICHE. *hehe*

THIS CHAPTER IS BY FAR MY FAVOURITE. IT WAS EMOTIONAL, HEARTBREAKING, WHOLESOME AND STEAMY ;)

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