C48

DAMIEN

I slammed the door behind me, resting my back against it, with my chest heaving continuously. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, and worse of all it was centered around one person: Nicho.

I sighed heavily, unable to believe that Nicho had actually shown me a drop of compassion after everything. Maybe he wasn’t bad after all.

I sat down on the bed, pulling my phone out of my pocket