Damaged

What's That Noise?

Damien's POV:

When she started to cry, I did the only thing I knew I could do to comfort her. She was so young and yet I could see it. She wanted to be loved by her father. I pulled her onto my lap cradling her into my body. It feels wrong, but at the same time I felt this warm feeling.

           I did want many children, but what I longed for the most was to have a daughter. This girl wanted her father and although I am not her father, I’d like to think I could at least be a father to her. Give her the experience of having a loving father. 

          I’m conflicted though, because I don’t want her to believe that I’ll become her father. I can’t be her father because of who I am. I would have to constantly protect her. 

         It saddens me to think that I’ll have to push her away once she’s done crying and calms down, but I don’t want her to be in any danger with my enemies and constantly having to fight against evil. 

         For now I’ll just revel in this moment pretending she’s my little girl. If I did have a daughter, she would probably be taller than her though.   

          I still want Johnny to accept me into his life, but I’ll just do as Jessica says and just show Johnny and keep trying. 

          What I can’t believe is this girl here has given me the strength to push me in the direction that that I need and she is still like a stranger to me. 

Unknown POV:

         Sobs could be heard coming from outside. This damn super hearing. I know it’s Jessica. She’s so frustrating. We all had come together wondering why the guys were moping around. 

          Come to find out that that lady who keeps popping up out of nowhere died or murdered. I really can’t remember which. It’s not like I cared. I was here first and had set my sights on Daniel, but he has yet to notice.

          Next thing we were told was that an outsider was coming to live with us. I mean your really gonna break some rules to let someone who is not like us live with us? Though the council deemed it okay, but if she found out who we were let’s just say things won’t go well for her.

          She shouldn’t be here and we won’t make it easy for her…

Damien's POV:

         The first sound coming from her were sobs. After crying for a while passed out still clinging to me. I wrapped my arms under her legs and around her waist. 

        I carried her inside where Daniel stood motioning me to follow him. I obliged being careful not to wake her. 

       On the fourth floor across the hall from where I’m staying was door already opened by Daniel. The purples and lavender colors mixer creating something soft and soothing. 

       She clung to me tightly but her human strength didn’t affect me whatsoever. Even though she was asleep she had quite a grip.

       The father in me just seemed to worry so much about her. She may not be mine in blood, but I felt the need to want to be a father to her. I wondered if I would be this way if I had a daughter. I don’t think so. Most girls in our society has become very strong. Not just physically. They all have to become mentally prepared for their calling.

      I laid her down after Daniel had pulled the covers down. I literally had to remove her hands from around my neck, but it was easy for me anyway.  

      Daniel kicked me out after that saying something about watching her like he was on guard duty or something. I wandered aimlessly around.