TW: Sexual harrasment, violence, and panic attacks.

Bee

I haven’t heard that nickname in a long time. I almost forgot about it.

“I’ve missed you too, Bee.”

Ugh it just keeps replaying over and over again. Stupid Damien got himself stuck in my head over one sentence. I'm going insane. How could he remember that silly nickname after all these years? And he sensed whatever it was I was feeling. I missed him? My cheeks flared a bright red. That’s annoying. And his warm embrace. I really did wish I could have stayed like that forever. It felt so- safe. But alas the steaks were on the brink of burning. I really am terrible at suppressing my feelings, aren’t I?

The rest of the night spent with Damien was relaxing. He wasn’t awkward after my little moment which I silently thanked him for. I would have died of embarrassment if he wasn’t acting cool about it. We talked more about the supernatural world and all the other beings that existed. There’s apparently elves, fairies, witches and warlocks, sirens and fucking unicorns. The list goes on and most of them live amongst humans which is insane to think about. Also kind of scary. Like I could be living right next to a witch and I wouldn’t even know it. What if I was accidentily rude to one and they cursed me?

I took a deep breathe of the cool night air. I had just left Damien’s house not too long ago and now I’m skating down the empty sidewalks, the chilly breeze combing through my hair and caressing my cheeks. I really shouldn't have stayed as long as I did. I normally don't skate around alone this late. Damien had offered for me to stay the night but I declined. My raging crush on him, however, was screaming for me to say yes but I couldn't. I'm supposed to be suppressing these feelings and hanging out everyday is defiently not helping much less staying the night. I would have loved to see Damiens bed head again though. It was very cute the morning after he slept on my couch as a half wolf.

I was too deep in my thoughts to notice the dark figure standing off to the side, hidden in the shadows. That is until they yanked me off my skateboard, pressing me against the wall by my wrist which were being held above my head. I gasped at the immense amount of pain that was coming from the grip the person had. My breathing immediatly picking up in speed.

“What a stupid mutt. Leaving such a valueable meal unguarded.” A raspy voice sneered.

It was hard to focus on what he was saying with the amount of pain I was in. I peeked my eyes open trying to get a look at the man in front of me, they widened when they met a pair of pale green ones I recognized from the store. This is the guy who bumped into me. He had the same terrifying aura except this time he looked like he wanted to devour me whole. I couldn't talk. I could feel myself shaking and my knees giving out. If it wasn’t for this guy’s tight grip I would have collapsed by now. I winced, groaning when his grip tightened even more. I wanted to cry but no tears fell.

“Aw don’t look so scared. It’s a real turn off ya know. I promise it won’t hurt.” He used his other hand to to hold my chin and tilt my head to the side. My body wouldn’t follow my orders when I tried to resist. All I could do was wait there, limply for whatever he planned to do. He moved his face closer to my ear and whispered, “normally when I feast on humans, they’re moaning under me. But I don’t have a lot of time right now. Sorry, doll~.” I felt his breathe on my neck making me shiver in an unpleasant way. I squeezed my eyes shut. I wanted to scream so bad but I couldn’t. My throat and chest felt so tight it was hard to breathe. I'm scared.

Someone help me!

Please.

Please.

Anyone!

Damien!

There was a sudden flash of bright purple light and a loud zapping sound. My wrists were freed and I felt myself falling unable to steady myself before my knees hit the ground, scraping them on the cold concrete. It was nothing compared to the pain I felt in my wrists moments ago. I could barely feel my legs much less breathe. 

“Fucking hell! Was that a protection spell?! Did that bastard pay a witch to protect a mere human? Who the fuck are you to him?” The white haired man yelled. He was bleeding from his mouth and nose yet there wasn’t even a sign that something had impacted him. His furious expression soon turned to fear as he looked off into the darkness. “Shit.” He growled, sprinting off. And just like that he was gone and I was alone.

I was gripping my shirt over my chest, panting, trying my best to slow my breathing but it was only getting worse as I focused on it. Memories flooding my mind. I haven’t had a panic attack this bad in a long time. Normally I have someone with me to help calm me down but I’m completely alone right now which scared me even more. A hand gently held my shoulder, sitting me up. At first I tried to push away from the sudden touch.

“Kayden! It’s okay, you’re okay.” I heard Damien’s husky voice. It was faint but I tried to focus on it as best as I could. “Relax Kayden. I’m here, okay? Breathe with me.” I heard him inhale deeply and then exhale slowly. I tried to copy what he was doing but I couldn’t get myself to. Damien softly covered my mouth and nose so I wouldn’t hyperventilate. “Can you try to look at me?” I did. Although he was blurry at first I was slowly able to focus and look Damien in the eyes. He smiled at me but his eyes looked sad and his eyebrows were furrowed with concern. Why did he look so sad. I gripped the arm that was resting on my shoulder, ignoring the pain that shot through my arm at the motion. I wanted to comfort him even in my panicked state. “There you go. You’re doing so well. Now try to match my breathing, okay? You can do it.” I watched as Damien inhaled and exhaled. He was kneeling in front of me rubbing his thumb in soothing circles on my shoulder to calm me. After a few minutes my breathing was back to normal but I was still shaking and couldn’t feel my legs. Damien pulled me to him, wrapping me in his embrace. I swam and relished in the warmth and security it gave me, gripping his shirt like my life depended on it. I let out a shaky breathe, feeling my eyelids grow heavy. The last thing I heard was a quiet whisper in my ear.

“I’m so sorry.”

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