In Law

Mini Thoughts

Chapter 43: Mini Thoughts
Tia

"Damien, honey. Come here." My mom calls Damien from the living room, a book in her hand.

"Coming, Mrs. James." He replies.

Damien walks away from Marinette and I, sitting next to his mother on the couch.

"Oh no. It's the book, Tia." Marinette groans, not allowing me to respond before she runs away, attempting to stop our mom.

"Marinette sit your ass down." My mom scowls, pointing to the seat.

I walk out the kitchen, towel in hand as I sit next to Raina, leaning over to see.

My mom was holding Mari and mines photo album, flipping through it.

"Oh. That's me!" Marinette points, directing our attention to the photos in the corner.

"And who's this?" Damien asks, tapping a picture on the right page.

"That's me." I raise my hand, embarrassed.

"You were a cute baby."

"Are you calling me ugly now?" I scoff, feigning disbelief.

"No. I'm not. You're prettier now."

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"Okay. Don't freak out. He just called your baby pictures cute."

And he called you pretty.

"I don't get why though. I'm a potato." I mumble again, pacing back and forth.

A potato that he wants to fu-

"Don't finish that."

-ck.

"Why are you so dirty right now?"

Lilian is rubbing off.

"Maybe."

Did you see Damien's arms? He had on short sleeves!

"Yeah. What about it?"

The muscles. His veins were popping out. And he kept flexing.

"I noticed."

I want him to choke us.

"I just realized. Why am I talking to myself?"

Because it's been a while.

"Good bye."

Sitting at my desk, I take out a sketchbook, drawing random things in it.

"Come in." I mumble when I hear a knock at the door.

"Hey."

"Hey." I wave, standing up.

"Stay."

That's when I began to pray. Lord-

"That's not even how it goes." I mutter under my breath.

"You're talking to me?" Damien asks, sitting on my bed.

"No. What's up?"

"Marinette asked if you wanted Taco Bell or Chick-Fil-A?"

"Taco Bell."

Sitting next to him, Damien's body relaxes and he puts his arm across my shoulders, his hand brushing against my neck. "What do you want then?"

This is the moment. Just tell him to choke you.

"A soft taco."

Can you not feel his chest right there. Make him take the shirt off.

"Just that?"

"Marinette knows my order by now. What more should I say?" I question, shaking his arm off me.

"What's your problem? Are you jealous?" Damien jokes, smirking.

"No."

Yeah we aren't jealous, I just want some sort of contact.

Damien scoffs, running a hand through his hair. "You get time be with me on Saturday."

"And Sophie. I get to be with the both of you guys."

"Yeah." Damien sighs before standing up, leaving the room.

You didn't follow what I said. All I wanted was to see stars.

"You can see stars in the planetarium. The hell do you think this is?"

"Why the fuck are you talking to yourself?" I hear Lilian's voice and turn to the door. I smile shyly as she walks in,  and she flicks my nose before sitting down.

"No reason."

"Damien was wearing short sleeves. I expected to see him chocking you when I walked in. Make you see stars. But no, you're such a good girl." Lilian mocks, patting the space next to her.

"You sound like my inner voice." I laugh, taking a seat.

"I am your inner voice."