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“Addie just tell me how bad it was,” he asked.
I hung my head low, annoyed that today of all days he had to bring up things I didn’t want to remember or deal with. I’d just been accepted into a great university and I had a chance to advance my life, yet Daimon wanted to talk about high school and all the shit that happened.
“It was stupid shit, like ripping up my gym clothes or not being able to find my books. Sometimes, they would pour spoiled milk in my locker ruining everything that was inside. The guys would follow me around school taunting me until I would be cornered. Somehow, Darren was always there to make sure nothing worse ever happened. Look, Daimon, I don’t want to talk about this today. Today, I was moving forward away from that Addie. I realize you might need to know, but I think I deserve today to be about me getting in NYU,” I murmured, picking at my pizza.
“Fucking horse shit,” he spat out. “I just can’t stand the idea of Darren always being there for you the way you needed.”
“Darren to me was only a friend. A very good friend, but I never once saw him any other way,” I admitted.
“Yeah, sure he was. Anyway, let’s try this pizza you say is the best in the city.” Daimon ended the conversation and began eating his slice.
“Daimon… about Darren…”
“This is good pizza.” He bit into the tomato, cheese and basil pizza.
“Yeah, I guess it is. Daimon?”
“Darren wants you,” he said, putting his slice down and wiping his fingers with the paper napkin.
“God, please not this again,” I muttered under my breath.
“I know it’s wrong for me to act this way. I know it’s selfish of me to keep you to myself. But what if you see Darren once and realize you made a mistake. What if you realize your life can be better with him? I'm a fucking prick; you’ve told me numerous times. I know. Darren is like the white knight and I can’t fucking win,” he hissed.
“Darren is and will always be my friend. You, you are different,” I said, trying to reassure him.
“Yeah, bad different,” he said coldly.
“You made me face my past and gave me a push for a better future. Okay, the way you did it wasn’t the most conventional, but you’re the only one who I feel like I can be myself with. With Darren, there’s this invisible line that I feel like I can never cross,” I said calmly.
“You’re telling me you respect him?” Daimon asked.
“I do,” I said honestly.
“But not me,” he said flatly.
“Darren doesn’t know me. You do. Darren knows an Addie who doesn’t exactly exist, but you, you know me through and through.” I smiled at myself, finally realizing how much Daimon owned my heart.
“You’ve seen me in the worst ways and for some reason, I need you,” I admitted finally.
“Need me?”
“Yeah, like that night, when I showed up at the penthouse. I didn’t know where I was going until I ended up at your place. I knew I needed you. It was like you were the only one who could comfort me the way I wanted.”
“I followed you home,” he said, not looking at me.
“What?” I whispered.
“After you left, I followed you…I was worried,” he said quietly. “That’s how I knew you were in the hospital. Darren didn’t say anything to me.”
“Why did you follow me?” I asked, surprised at him.
“Because, Addie, seeing you like that…look, it’s always been you. I dreamt about fucking you hundreds of time and there you were standing in my penthouse with those eyes of yours, telling me to fuck you. I felt like I crossed a line, like I did something wrong by taking advantage of you,” he said carefully, his face agonizing over what had happened.
“Darren wouldn’t have done that,” I remarked.
“Yeah, I know Darren is the best and I took advantage of you,” Daimon said defeated.
“You didn’t take advantage of me. You gave me what I needed. Daimon, only you know me, not Darren, so stop being jealous of him and thinking he’s better somehow. I'm Addie. I'm your Addie. His Addie doesn’t exist.” I watched as Daimon eyes shifted to mine.
“So what you need is me and my cock,” he grinned.
“You’re ridiculous.” I shook my head, smiling at him taking another piece of pizza.
“You’ll see when we get home,” he warned.
My pussy clenched at the idea of having sex with him. I bit my lip, stopping myself from saying anything further.
“You should have told me earlier today that you got into NYU. I would have gotten you a present,” he said, still smiling.
“I don’t need anything,” I grimaced.
“Oh, you need something and I can’t wait to give it to you,” he said in a sultry voice.
