A/N: Ill be writing about a character of mine that is basically based off of all of my fears and emotions. so yeah
Not everyone has a easy life, those smiles and waves and shouts across the hall are always there. But underneath those small smiles, there could be an act that is fake. A girl or boy who doesn't want to ruin their life over one small emotion. But even so their screaming inside to let it out or they just cry at home where no one is able to see them. Why do we hide these feelings and emotions like this, is it because we want our friends to think were happy amazing people? Or is it because we don't want to lose those friends because were emotional. Well lets find that out shall we?
Damien Micheal's, that kid who sits in the back of the classroom oblivious of whats happening in class. A kid who doesn't care if people see his scares or his bruises, someone who's emotions have all left him back when his mother died. As a young one his father left his mother and him when he was five, which made him angry. His older brother left with his father, he didn't understand why but it happened.
Once he turned 12 years old, a couple month's after his birthday his mother died from an unknown cause. Now he lives his life in a small apartment in the city of San Francisco and goes to college on his regular days. On those days he takes notes but never takes his ear buds out of his ears, not wanting to start a conversation with any of the people in his class.
He does this because he has trust issues, but also a very unsocial type of person. But on the internet hes a happy kid who loves his life, he hasn't been able to smile at one person ever since he was alone.
After his morning classes he always goes to the coffee shop in town to finish his homework before heading home to play video games and loud music. He walked into the shop as he whistled, the girl who worked there new is drink. She smiled at him before getting his drink ready, and every time he would sit by the window with his laptop on the table. She brought him his drink and took the money off of the table.
" rough day again" she asked smiling at him
The only thing he gave her was a nod, and a small smirk. She laughed before running back to the register, they would do this all the time every day. He then went back to his homework sipping at his coffee from time to time, sometimes he would glance at her and just think before typing on his keyboard.
What he would write on his computer was something unknown to others. He would do his homework obviously but afterward he would write about his day, somethings did actually make him happy. Damien closed his computer and put it into his backpack, grabbing it he stood up and was about to leave.
" Damien wait" the girl spoke and ran up to him
" yeah what" he spoke with a deep husky voice that he didn;t really like himself
" that's a first, you actually spoke. But I was wondering if you wanted to have some coffee later" she asked
" I don't like my voice that much, and I don't know. Ill check for a rain check for you" he shrugged actually thinking about saying yes
" its fine if you don't want to, i have noticed how unsocial you are" she muttered playing with a strand of loss hair732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtJ2WUqim4y
" its fine, I'm like because I have trust issues and I have a fear of loosing people really" he shrugged once more732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgEm6jqoG3J
" ill put my number in your phone, just text me when you can hang" she spoke732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHKPGhKRF1E
Damien took his phone out of his back pocket and handed it to her, she took it and put her number into it. She quickly typed her number in, her finger nails clanking on the iphone. She handed it back and smiled at him, he ruffled her hair slightly before leaving the coffee shop. 732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9j8r7soBPG
He looked down at his phone and didn't know what to do with her number, he knew he wasn't going to call her anytime soon. Which he knew would hurt her so much, but he didn't want to hurt her even more then after they become friends.
" screw it" he muttered to himself as he got to his apartment a couple blocks away.
He got home and threw his backpack to the ground, he got out his phone and started to text her. He hadn't had this type of opportunity to do something about his nonsocial behavior, his parents actually never knew about it.
She texted back, he smiled for once that wasn't fake. Or well that's what he thought of it or his whole life. They texted for a while, before she stopped texting him and she went to bed. He decided to do the same since it was 10:00pm. 732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ51Yl1JYfZY
The next day Damien didn't have class, he went straight to the coffee shop. She was there smiling and helping so many customers, she glanced over at the door and smiled seeing his face. She took her apron off and sat down by the window, he followed and sat where he normally sits.
" so what did you want to talk about" he asked and got out his computer
" i'm not sure, I just want to be able to help you" she muttered
" thanks, but so far I haven't had anyone wanting to help me. I'm rude and a bitch hun" he spoke
" that's fine, i still want to help you" she replied
He smiled a bit and nodded his head, he opened his computer and started to write about her. Damien's fear is losing someone he loves to death or a sickness, when it happens he always makes it look like it was his fault. He falls into depression all over again and is never able to find true happiness. But this regular girl that just wants to help him for fun changed him in a way. Instead of growling and saying no to her, he smiled and nodded which felt strange to him since he hasn't smiled in a long time.
Damien is scared to lose her, but not to death or sickiness. But to another guy, even though he isn't really into girls he wants to be able to make her smile all the time like they were dating. But they will become really good friends, he is hoping that will come true.
A/N: hope this is okay, kind of wanted to explain his fear more into depth then just explaining it if that makes any sense at all. Hope you like it :)732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvqPE6bDXwU
