His Sunshine

Chapter 9

Damon

I arrived in my house around one am in the morning, I opened my door after struggling with the key. I headed to my room on the second floor, I opened my door and saw a curled figure in my bed without wasting time I headed straight to my bed and opened the thick black duvet and saw Angelina sleeping peacefully. Anger rose within me that she dared to sleep in my bed, wait is that my t-shirt that she's wearing.

I shook her up thus making her to wake up startled and looked at me with wide eyes.

"How dare you sleep in my bed" I bellowed

"What? Where was I supposed to sleep, in case you have forgotten Damon we are married, I'm supposed to sleep in your bed because I'm your wife" She answered looking at me

"Get out of my sight, let me remind you that us being married doesn't mean that I love you or that there will be any type of romance between us, we only married to shut up our annoying parents and that ridiculous arrangement they agreed upon "

"You might as well get over your stupid crush that you have on me because I won't love you back, you women are the same" I continued.

"Okay" She replied with glassy eyes, she then blinked her tears back not wanting me to see her cry .

"You're blocking my way I want to pass and go sleep elsewhere". That's when I realized that I'm a few inches from her face, her forest green eyes looking at my deep blue eyes.

I stood straight and let her pass, she climbed out of bed, that's when I saw how good my t-shirt looked on her, tightly hugging her curves and butt. She opened the door and closed it behind her.

Angelina

Never in my entire existence I was woken up like that, let alone being woken up in the most brutal way by the person who is supposed to be your husband, not just any husband but your newly wedded husband you married a few hours ago. I felt my breathing contracting, I held on to the nearest wall to balance myself from falling, trying to inhale oxygen as much as I can.

I opened the first knob my hand got ahold of, luckily it was the room I saw earlier when I was looking for Damon's bedroom. I threw myself on the bed, stared at the ceiling and allowed my tears to flow freely. My heart hurts from what the things Damon said what's worse is that he knew from the stretch that I have a crush on him, how am I going to face him tomorrow morning.

I cried and cried until I felt my eyes have become swollen and puffy. I can't believe that the person I love wholeheartedly said straight to my face that he doesn't love me, that he won't ever love me because we as women we all the same and that I need to get over my stupid crush on him, if I can, I would get over it but it's not easy as he says it is because I have secretly loved him for four years of my life and I won't let this chance go to waste , I will convince him that not all women are the same no matter what, I will show him, maybe one day he'll learn to love me back. Tomorrow is another day I will look pass this and start afresh besides he is drunk tonight maybe it was the alcohol talking. I tried to sleep but sleep was far from me that's when screaming came from Damon's bedroom, I jumped out of bed and ran to his room, opening the door to see the cause of his screaming but what I saw shook me to the core.

Damon is laying in his bed, dressed in his boxers, drenched in sweat, terribly shaking, speaking incoherent words such as

"Katie was I not enough for you"

"I hate you Katie, you have broken my heart"

"You ruined me" When he said that he was throwing his fist in the air, tears pouring from the wells of his eyes, he is having a nightmare , a very terrible one at that.

I went near him to try and wake him up from hís nightmare

"Damon wake up" I shook him but he didn't hear me instead he screamed like he was in pain, clutching his chest with his left hand

"Damon wake up please"I said now tears streaming down my face as I keep on shaking him, trying to wake him up. I thought I have emptied all my tears but no they come rushing down my face as I see the horrible state that Damon is in.

"Damon baby, please wake up" I got in bed sitting next to his mercurial figure, my back pressed into the headboard of the bed, placing his head on my thighs while rubbing his back, drawing circles on his muscular back. He continued to cry, wetting my thighs and his t-shirt in the process but still I comforted him until

he stopped shaking and his breathing came steadily. He used his right hand to cup my back and hold me tight to his face that is currently laying in my thighs, he then slept like a baby. I sunk into the bed thus allowing him to sleep holding me tight to his body, his head on the crook of my neck,his right hand tightly securing me, flashing me into his strong chest, the heat emitting from his body to mine, made me feel things I've never felt better, I pushed all dirty thoughts out of my head as I continued to rub his back as I fell asleep.