~DAMON~
"What the f**k is wrong with you?" I demand from myself.
I'm inside my room. With the door locked. Lying on my bed. With my eyes closed and all I could think about was her. Not Anya. No. I was thinking about Clarissa.
Clarissa.
She was the only one on my f*****g mind. I tried to get her out of my head, but I couldn't.
I couldn't no matter how hard I tried.
I couldn't f*****g trust myself around her anymore. That's why I locked my door tonight. I couldn't risk her coming inside here and asking me to let her sleep in the same bed as me for a second time. I almost didn't survive the last time that had happened. I couldn't allow myself to lose control. I had to keep fighting back as much as I could.
If I let her sleep in the same bed with me again, there's no telling what
