DAMIEN'S POV

"Mom, do we have to go to this dinner?"

"Yes! Damien. She's my friend and since we are new to Arizona. It's good to know some people here". I'm not going to argue more about this, after all this is the least I could do for her.

"And, listen, young boy, you will behave okay. People could say many things to piss you off but you have to control it." She said adjusting my shirt collar and I nod in response.

I got to know that I have been diagnosed with IED, which means intermitted explosive disorder when I was just ten years old. Once my mother's boyfriend came home drunk and pulled out a random argument with her which ended up in him throwing a vase across the room right next to my mother's head. She didn't know that I saw what an abusive person her boyfriend is and she didn't know how angry that made me. That whole night I couldn't sleep and just accept the fact my mother almost died because of him. So, the next day I wrecked his car. Later on not only was he abusive to my mother but he was abusive to me too, which did not help my IED.

Here, I am standing in front of a porch mentally begging myself to control my shit. The door opens we were welcomed by a lady who I assume is my mother's friend.

"Hello, Lily please come in. It is so great to see you". For a fact I can assure you that she was lying. I don't know how but I always know when someone is lying. My mama says that it's a superpower but I think it's a curse because always knowing the truth hurts.

As we entered, just as anyone would do I scanned the house. It was beautiful, neat and it looks so homely. I guess this is what looks like living in a happy healthy family. I reverted my attention back to the large stairway when I saw a young girl walk down. For a moment there I thought it was just a hallucination. She looks young, almost my age. She was wearing a beautiful blue colour dress but what struck me most was her dark brown eyes. She has those eyes that you could get lost in, it holds so much life. Never in my life have I seen such beautiful eyes. Her hair was mid-length and curly. Ever seen an angel with dark hair? Now, I can say that I have.

Something about this girl makes me feel that there is nothing wrong in my life, that the world is not cruel, that everything is just perfect, I think I could tell what I feel is 'calmness'. I don't remember a day that I was calm because every single day I was tensed and angry. This girl right in front of my eyes gave me something that no doctor, myself and not even my own mother could give.

"You know if you take a picture it will last longer" an angelic voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Ah?". I couldn't even form my sentence when I saw she's right in front of me; just two steps away stands the girl that made me feel something that I have dreaded to feel for years.

"You have been staring at me, which you still are...Anyways I'm Rhea" She said giving the most beautiful and angelic smile ever. How is she doing this to me?

"oh...uh I-I'm Damien". Boy, what the fuck are you doing, since when do you stutter?

"Damien...?"

"Uh... Damien Jones"

"I know that. I'm asking your middle name"

"yeah, I'm not going to tell that". why would she want to know?

"Come on just tell me," She said nudging my hand. That touch of her skin against mine, even for half a second, managed to send chills through my body, It was like electric currents passing throughout my veins.

I want to kidnap this girl and keep her with me for the rest of my life, why? because I would die to feel what I feel right now, every single day of my life. Okay, if we are been practical here maybe just for one more day.

"It's Zander. why though?"

"Ugh Dammit!" she said after thinking for a second.

"Yeah, I already hate it so judge all you want"

"No, no it's not like that. Do you wanna go for a walk outside until my mom prepare dinner?". oh hell fucking yes!

"Okay," I said and we walked out.

"You might think this is weird but today I woke up and I was like I don't have many nicknames. I do but It's just Rhe and there are people who have many nicknames like for example, let's take Emily that name has three to four nicknames you know, you could say Em, Emy, Mily. It's unfair. I believe that everyone needs a fair amount of nicknames and I'm totally ranting right now so please don't think I'm weird obsessing over nicknames". She said and whispered the last part. Little does she know that I could listen to her talk or even simply just say the same sentence over and over again, I would still be interested.

"I agree". she looked up at me with confusion.

"What? You just paid attention to every single thing I told right now?". Why is she even questioning that?

"Yeah, isn't that what people do you listen to when someone talks"

"Yes! but not when you talk about nicknames" she said and dropped down on the grass and I sat next to her.

"You could tell me how blunt your pencil tip is and I would still be here listening to you". Why did I say that?

"Why would you?" because hearing your voice and seeing your smile makes me feel like the happiest human on earth.

"No reason"

"We are going to be amazing friends in school" Uh oh.

"I won't think so". as soon as I said that I felt like I fucked up because her smile dropped.

"Why would you say that?" she asked disappointment in her voice.

"A. I'm a year older than and B. I don't go to school"

"How do you even know my age?" how do I know her age? Honestly, how though.

"I'm assuming it and normally my assumptions are very true". I'm not lying, it is.

"I'm saying you are wrong". God, she is so hot when she's challenging. Snap out of it Damien.

"Wanna bet on it?" I said with a smirk.

"Yes"

"If I win you will be coming to my house tomorrow". I'm finally making my dreams come true.

"Okay. If I win, you will be my friend for the rest of my life"

"You are thirteen years old and I'm fourteen," I say and a part of me wants this to be not true so that I could be her friend for the rest of my life but I doubt that very much.

"How the hell do you know that?" She asked.

"told you my assumptions are true"

"How many more superpowers do you have?" she asked resting her chin on her bent knees. Freaking hell she is so cute.

"not much. I just have one more"

"ooh, what is it?"

"Beleive it or not I can tell when someone is lying"

"No shit! I don't believe you"

"Liar," I said smiling.

"Oh my God! We are gonna play two truths and one lie" She said.

"Go ahead"

"My favourite colour is red, I love to read and I have a lot of friends"

"I find this hard to believe but you don't have a lot of friends"

"Damien, you are gifted"

"Not really"

"why not?"

"Sometimes people lie because the truth could be painful. And you would rather hear a comforting lie than a painful truth right?"

"To me, I'd rather be hurt by the truth than being lied to because from lies comes consequences and they could be painful. I believe that nothing in life is completely comforting and whatever side it goes you will always end up being hurt. That's the bitter truth." How does she continue to impress me from every passing second?

"You know you are very wise for your age?"

"I guess that's a perk of being a reader"

"Why don't we solve your nickname issue," I say.

"Oh we don't have to," she said with a smile and looked right into my eyes. I feel nervous but I feel calm and I feel like I have fallen. Fallen onto a bed of clouds. I snapped out of it when she suddenly looked away.

"I think we have to," I say.

"It's just Rhe. There's nothing more"

"Let me give you one, tell me your full name"

"Rhea Amelia Sangster and if you dare say hamster I'm gonna kill you"

"Amelia, that's a beautiful name. I'm gonna call you Lia but hamster would be great too".

"You are not gonna call me that," she said with a smile on her face.

"Why not?"

"Because now I've come to realize how embarrassing it is to tell someone to give you a nickname"

"that's a lie but too bad, I'm calling you Lia". I could say that she was saved by the bell when her mother called out her name. I didn't question her lie because I doubt the fact this would be the last time I would see her.

"that's my mom. We should go, dinner's ready" she said standing up and walked into the house.

What are you doing to me, Lia?

A/N - I KNOW IT'S A FILLER CHAPTER BUT I THINK THIS CHAPTER HAVE SOME VERY NEEDED INFORMATION.

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