Chapter 38
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Days passed. Nothing happened. Classes came back and that me feel a little better. We were training like normal and Diante never talked about God Gaviel's missing bludgeon. I am so eager to know what happened.
That worries me to be honest. Maybe they feel hopeless and they don't want to talk about it anymore? I don't know. I'm overthinking again.
"Hold it firmly, dear," Diante says and positioned my legs. It was a long tiring day and Damon has been a really good guy now. He lessen his jealousy and I get to do things alone without him lingering around. It's a balance relationship and I like it to be honest.
"Stay focused." I heaved a sigh and pulled the string.
Shoot.
"Nice one!" he cheerfully said while staring at my perfect shot. I can't believe I mastered archery in just two weeks. Thanks to my great mentor and to my patient parsen. Speaking of... Where's that dragon?
I looked around to see his usual spot empty. Where did he go? "Have you seen Damon?" I asked Diante. He looks around to see no signs of my parsen.
"Did he leave?" he asked back. Diante shrugged his shoulders. My jaw clenched. I hate this. I told him to give me a bit of space but I never told him to leave without telling me. He is such a kid.
"We should continue this tomorrow. Make sure to have those small limbs of yours rested, okay? I'm not sure if I'll made it back later." My forehead creased. We're off to lunch and we still have afternoon classes. I wonder where he's off to.
"Something urgent came up?" I asked while bringing my gears back to the stockroom. He nods his head. I see a hint of sadness in his eyes and I couldn't help it but ask him. "Is there something wrong?"
He looks at me and smiled. "There isn't. Don't worry yourself about me, Golden. I'm the most strongest God in Spheria!" he said jokingly and flexed his buffed arms. Well yeah. Aside from the fact that he's huge, he's covered in muscles. But that did not erase the worry in my heart.
I know that something is up and he just want to keep it from me.
I went back to our room to have some hot shower first. I feel very sticky. My shoulders fall when I saw our room empty. He's not here. I rolled my eyes and went straight to the shower.
I washed my body thoroughly with soap. Got rid of all the dirt and I've never felt so fresh before. I wore my usual clothes. I gazed at the sparkling hair ornament I received from being good to my ivaw.
"Where's that hairy lady by the way? I don't see her around anymore," I talked to myself. I grabbed the hairpin and put it on my blonde hair.
"Perfect."
I was about to reach for the knob when the door suddenly disappears. "Oh? You're here." He gave me a small smile and entered the room. My heart clenched.
Damn it!
"Hey..." I called. He turns to look at me. There's a sweet smile plastered on his face but I couldn't sense his happiness. He was never this cold to me. "Are you avoiding me?"
"What? No. Why would I avoid you, baby?" His face darkened. He looks confused. I am too!
"I-I don't know. You're just cold and all. I hate it!" I tantrum. He look at with his bemused eyes. I looked away. This isn't right. I shouldn't b-
I was caught off guard when he suddenly pulled me to a tight hug.
"Don't cry," he hushes. What? Who's crying?
It was too late for me to realize that I am indeed crying. Gawd. How did I...
I hate this. I just love him so much.
I sobbed in his arms. "How do I make you feel comfortable, hmm? I'm trying so hard to control my jealousy. I'm trying to give you space but you're still hurting. What should I do, hmm?" he sweetly whispered on top of my head. I remained silent while sobbing like a baby.
"I-I don't know! Just don't be cold. I hate it so much. When you're ignoring me and walking passed me like you couldn't see me. I hate it so much," I answered. His soft laugh filled my ears. Oh how I miss that manly chuckled of him.
We headed to the dining hall. I wasn't able to wash my face. My tears are now dry and I've never felt so safe in his arms.
I was busy looking around when I accidentally hit someone's shoulder. The pain crossed my forehead immediately.
"Baby!" Damon called. Although my head still hurts, I immediately stopped him from attacking the man in front of me. It's my fault anyway. I wasn't looking.
"I'm sorry," I said. Damon checked my head.
I lifted my head to look at the man in front. His stormy grey eyes met mine. My lips parted. He has a wavy grey hair and tanned skin. He looks hot. Wow.
"No, I'm sorry. I didn't see you. I shoul-"
"No, it's me really. I'm sorry." I smiled.
"Did I hurt you so bad?" he asked. Damon looked at him with his dark green eyes. His jaw clenched. Oh no.
"No, I'm okay really. We should go now. Right, baby?" I awkwardly smile and looked at my mad man. Damn he's angry again. I waved goodbye to the guy and pushed Damon softly before he do something violent.
"You were checking him out, weren't you?" he slurs. I chuckled and shook my head. He's too possessive!
"No! Geez. Calm down you're the only handsome man in my eyes, ayt?" I winked at him but he just rolled his eyes.
It was a quick lunch. Damon threw a fit but I managed to make it up with him by planting several kisses on his handsome face. He can't resist my sweetness. Hehehe.
"What have you been doing? You're always leaving without telling me," I started. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Just looking around. Studying the place. Looking for something suspicious. You said you wanted space so I gave it to you."
I rolled my eyes.
"Not that kind of space. That's too spacious!" I tantrum. He just laughed and kissed me softly on the forehead.
"I love you so much," he whispers.
"So do I." I smiled,
