I walked to my class slowly, I was mentally and physically drained; I remembered last night clearly. How I freaked out about Damien and how I got drunk and threw up everywhere, then of course Craven having a heart to heart with me; well kinda. After Damien and me made up we came back to the school, to our dorm and then passed out- at least I did. I didn't want to talk any more I just wanted to sleep, I still felt kinda sick and overwhelmed about how I felt.

I hadn't seen Damien in the morning, he left before I woke up which wasn't unusual. I plan on talking to him today, Im going to demand him to tell me everything he's keeping from me. If he wants to have any type of relationship with me, I want to have no secrets that leave me confused. He didn't tell me anything like I like you or let's date but I figured he wanted me, whether platonically, sexually or romantically it didn't matter regardless I need to set boundaries.

Last dude I liked screwed me over and I'm not trying to have a rerun of it. It just isn't any fun, even if the sweet moments with Damien makes me forget everything... it's only temporary.

"Yo onyx!" Ramos called from behind me and put his hand on my shoulder, he grinned at me like crazy. I can see he had a fun night.

"When did you leave the party? I totally didn't see you when Damien fucked that kid up! But you saw it right??" He asked with a wide grin and I blinked at him. Damien fought at the party? No way, I didn't see anything since I was outside for god knows how long... I suddenly remembered last night and the smudged red stain on Damiens fist.

"No what happened? I ended up outside puking my guts out" I said sheepishly rubbing my neck, I definitely had drank too much and I could still feel it slightly. The slight numbness and groggy feeling I felt made me want to just sleep all day.

"Well- ok at first I was dancing for these smoking hot girls right? And then Damien appeared right in front of me! All angry and shit I thought he was gonna beat my ass! But he turned to the guy next to me and got him right in the face- he was crazy mad" he explained moving his hands around. I looked at him with eyes wide, was it me that made him that mad? I'm sure that anger was meant for me not for that bystander... or hell maybe he was going to beat up Ramos but stopped himself.

"Damn too bad I missed it" I said sarcastically, I wonder if I was there would I have tried to stop him? Or would I have watched and cheered him on, Maybe I am sick in the head. I would rather Damien kept his hands to himself though, I know how it is to be beaten on for no reason and he takes it to a whole other level of ass beating.

"The dude tried fighting back but no ones a match for Damien so we all know how it ended. I just thanked god it wasn't me at the end of that fist" Ramos said with a laugh, I gave a nervous laugh with him.

"Alright I gotta head to my next class, we can talk more at study hall alright?" He said and I nodded waving him off. I totally forgot about laying low with him but I looked around and didn't see Craven anywhere.

Maybe I should try talking to Craven again, he wasn't telling me all that for nothing and I don't know why he thinks I want to inherit anything from our father. I don't actually like my dad, I barely spoke to him when he picked me up from.... I'm surprised he bailed me out, did what he did to cover up for me and make sure I didn't end up in prison.

I had been trying to keep my thoughts off from it, my past. I wanted to lay low here at this school but it seems I'm more connected to the people here then I thought. I wonder how Damien would react if he knew what I did... I'm sure he doesn't think I'm some innocent saint but who knows with him.

I continued to my classes and carried on with my day, when I saw Damien we acted like we didn't know each other. It was just how I wanted it but I wanted to talk to him during class and at lunch, maybe craven wouldn't make a big deal about it if i did.

You don't understand how dangerous Damien is.

He did say that... but what is so dangerous about Damien. Ok stupid thing to say but he's just some angry jock from a rich family, even though Ramos said there's rumors he's from the mafia- that's just rumors. Doesn't mean it's true. I don't believe Damien would hurt me, I'm fucking confident.

But Craven also said he'd tell everyone my secret if I became to invasive, between me being gay and committing a crime I know I'd get some attention. So maybe I should just lay low... at least till schools over, this is my senior year so I should at least try surviving it in one piece.

Leaving my last period, I headed to my dorms but my hand was grabbed; I knew who it was before I even looked.

"Damien?! What are you doing!" I asked a bit flustered, he dragged me to god knows where. He pulled me out behind the school and to a large building in the back. Him being Damien, he said not a word and when we entered i noticed the lock on the door was broken. Stepping in I was amazed to see a empty pool; the place looked semi abandoned.

"We have a pool here?!" I asked in awe as he let go of my hand, he sat down at the edge of the empty pool and I blinked at him confused. He can never be straight with me, just mysterious and moody.

I hesitated to sit next to him, I looked down inside the pool to see it was kinda gross at the bottom. I'm guessing since they don't use this pool they let it go to shit, but it was kinda neat to be here, a great hide out.

He stayed silent and I looked at his handsome face as he looked like he was thinking real hard; I'm not sure about what. Did he wanna talk about what he was keeping from me? I felt kinda nervous but excited, he was keeping me in suspense.

"I heard you beat some kid up at the party" I blurted out breaking the tenseness around him. He eyed me blankly.

"I did. I wanted to go after Ramos" he said bluntly and my eyes widened at him, why was he so god damn blunt again?

"You know you don't need to beat everyone up when your mad" I explained, it was hard to scold Damien. It wasn't because I was afraid of him, I just didn't want to make him... I don't know. I just didn't want to ruin the connection we had.

"Yes I do. It's the only way I can calm down" he said annoyed and I rolled my eyes.

"There's gotta be another way" I replied back to him, forgetting why he even brought me here for. He went silent and lifted his hand and placed it on my inner thigh which made my eyes widened and my cheeks heat up, he leaned in a closer to my face.

"I think there is, but it's something I need you to help me with" he spoke out huskily eyeing my lips and I gulped loudly and my heart beat loud. Is he really trying to imply he wants to take his anger out through sex?! The thought of it was a lot more appealing then I thought even though I was a virgin through and through.

No we didn't come here to flirt and maybe have sex in an abandoned pool room! I moved back slightly and placed my hand over his mouth before he could try and kiss me.

"Damien tell me what you wanted to say. Why did you bring me here" I said seriously but my face was bright red still, it'd take me a moment to recollect myself.

He narrowed his eyes at me and pulled his head back as he clicked his tongue. He really does what I say, like a big dog...

"Fine. We've met in the past"

"Well I kinda figured that from the million hints I've gotten. But I don't remember you..." I said honestly, I picked up on how Damien acted when I said I didn't know him, or that we've just met; he's also mentioned it before that we've met. Maybe Damien could have me mixed up with someone else, I wouldn't doubt it.

"You lived in a small room with your mother, you weren't allowed to play with the kids that came over but you always played with me. The me that was always alone" he said in a soft tone he rarely used and my eyes widened as my mind reeled back into past memories. My mother was a stay in maid and I lived with her, I helped her do chores and I frequently played with Craven. It was before anyone knew my father was well my father, so I was never allowed to play with the kids that came over when my father had frequent meetings with other adults. since they were kids from a richer and higher educational background then my own I was supposed to keep out of sight.

But there was this one kid who always was by herself, she stayed in the lounge room every time. I always figured the other boys didn't play with her because she was a girl so I had played with her instead privately. She never spoke so I never got her name and I never asked anyone because I didn't want to get in trouble. I thought she was the sister to one of the boys that came over.

"I'm sorry I only played with one kid back then and she was a girl- I don't remember anyone else" I said back confused and I saw his cheeks grow slightly red and he clenched his jaw as he glared at me.

"A girl even though she always wore boy clothes?" He said through gritted teeth, was he embarrassed?

"Well I just thought she was more comfortable in them- how did you know that?" I asked even more confused, how did he know what she wore? Unless....

"You... we're her?!" I exclaimed and he grabbed the bridge of his nose, as if he wanted to stop talking about it already. It's true I never got her name, and she never actually spoke... she wore boy clothes but..

"You were so small... and your hair was long! You never played with the other boys.. I thought you had to be younger then me- like 6!" I stuttered out he rolled his eyes, I was in pure shock. That kid was him?! They look like two entirely different people, but now that I look they did have the same eyes and hair.

Memories flashed back and I remember my mom mentioned a man name Mr. Arif and his son a few times and said how important they were so I needed to stay in the room while she tended to the guests. That's where I had heard the name Arif from, hell so why didn't I realize that sooner?!

"I was ten. I liked my hair long and I didn't like any of the other kids I was forced to be there." He murmured, and I started to laugh at how he seemed to be sulking. I laughed at how much he had grown and the fucking 180 he did in appearance. He turned to me angry and put his hand over my mouth and leaned in.

"It isn't funny. This is why I didn't want to say anything." He said annoyed and I grabbed his arm when I calmed down.

"I'm just in shock of how you've grown. You were so cute back then but now your so... handsome" I murmured out, unlike him I hadn't changed much at all since I was ten. I grew up of course but I still looked similar enough you could tell who I was; that must be why he knew who I was.

"Handsome?" He asked and removed his hand and bumping his shoulder into mine, now a little too close. I gulped and looked away, is he doing this on purpose?!

"S-so I guess you recognized me right away?" I asked hurriedly and he gave me a nod giving me a bit of space but our shoulders still touched.

"I knew you were coming to the school, My father mentioned it to me. I've thought about you for years, but when you left the Giotto's household and the scandal broke out that you were his illegitimate son I wondered if we'd ever meet again" he said seriously and I frowned, yea I guess we never got to say goodbye. When my mother died it was revealed that the man who was her boss was also the father to her child, she had it in her will and my father didn't deny it either. Regardless of that though he still didn't claim me as his son and instead sent me off to live with my mothers brother, which my uncle accepted seeing as my father gave him money every month to supply for me.

It was all very sudden and nobody had come over to the home during that crazy time between my mother's death and me leaving to live with my uncle. My fathers wife hated me and craven turned on me as well, I was a symbol of my fathers disloyalty I guess. So the last time I had seen little Damien was right before my mom passed away.

"Wow... I didn't think I left much of an impression on you back then, you were quiet so I didn't think you liked me that much. I also kinda dragged you around to play as well..." I said thinking about the time we spent together, I usually had to pull him along because I thought he was shy and actually wanted to play, I'd talk with him about random stuff and we'd color in sketchbooks or play with random things we found; we'd have to hide a lot from the adults and staff so I wouldn't get in trouble.

"Of course you left a impression on me, you were my first love" he admitted and my mouth dropped lower then it had ever dropped before. He's kidding right?!

"Are you serious?! No way!" I exclaimed and he immediately grabbed my arms and pushed me down against the tiles and kissed me. A hungry and forceful kiss and I knew he wasn't playing around; I tried to kissed him back with the same intensity but it was over whelming.

He pulled back from the kiss and looked into my eyes.

"I won that bet. And I want something from you" he said, and his deep sexy voice made me curl my toes; I was getting hot and my lower half was reacting which wasn't a first. I had almost forgotten about the bet, so much has happened with 24 hours it totally disappeared from my mind.

"What" I asked breathlessly, trying to calm down from the kiss.

"I want you to be mine."

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