Autumn POV:

The next morning as I woke up, I got a sense of confusion. Instead of the sun blinding my eyes as usual when I opened my eyes, I was met with darkness with the curtains hiding the sun away. Then I remember the reason I'm here, and that alone puts me in a groggy mood.

As I slowly got up to use the bathroom and I took one look in the mirror and holy shit, my eyes are as puffy as a fucking cloud, my hair was a mess and overall I look and feel disgusting.

That is a call for a boiling hot shower that will most likely melt my skin off.

But oh well, we love that. Don't we?

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After a relaxing shower, I made a reminder for myself to call Mel and tell her everything, more than ever I need some advice and also her reaction to this would definitely make me laugh.

As I ate breakfast with my parents, I tried to keep the memories of yesterday's events out of my mind, but they seem to come back and cause me a headache. I was more energized than yesterday so I was actually engaging in the conversation. My parents were pleased with this.

When I packed my stuff in the duffel bag, and loaded it in the car, I hugged my parents and went on my way. I didn't think about much when I was driving so when I pulled up to my apartment parking lot, I saw a familiar car, and judging by the intense black color of the vehicle, it was surely Damian's.

I don't know what he's doing here but if he is here to talk things out then he is surely mistaken, all I wanted was to call my boyfriend about his day but instead I ended up crying myself to sleep.

I know relationships have their arguments, maybe I'm so tired of being the punching bag for people's negativity and problems and when I say people I meant Damian and Matthew.

But Damian and Matthew are not the same person, which is even more frustrating.

Was being with Damian really the best move for me? I mean I just got broken up by Matthew not long before Damian and I started dating.

Maybe I'm moving too fast for my own good.

I signed as I reached the elevator doors, while I waited for the elevator to arrive, I checked my phone to see if Damian had texted me about him being here, but nothing.

Why would he be here but not call me beforehand, he always does that.

Is it going to be this way now? Damian's sudden mood changes or behavior?

As I heard the elevator ding, I climbed in and waited until I reached my floor.

When the elevator stopped at my floor, I tightened my grip on my bag as I thought about seeing Damian, or maybe he is here for a different reason, I don't know.

The first step out of the elevator, and I see him. Damian is standing outside my door, leaning his back against the wall, and I see that he is carrying a bouquet of flowers in a vase. He seems like he's been waiting there for a while but good for him, he needs to think about what he wants.

As I walked toward my door, my steps must have echoed throughout the hall because he straightened up, he took a deep breath and stared into me.

I couldn't do the same, instead I walked down the hall all the way with my eyes trained to the floor the entire time. It wasn't until I reached my door as I pulled my keys out of my pocket, I gave Damian one look as I unlocked my door and stepped inside.

I didn't do anything about the door, I just left it open, if Damian wants to be with me, then it's up to him to show me.

As I set down my bag, I heard the door closing. I don't know if he left or he stayed, I didn't turn around to see.

I heard footsteps coming close behind me, and a glass vase being settled down on the counter, then before I could think about other thoughts, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and a head buried into the side of my neck.

I stayed quiet as I waited for him to say something, anything.

He breathed deeply into my neck, placing tender kisses there every once and a while.

After a while, he loosened his grip on my waist and slowly turned me around. From there, he looked so deeply into my eyes, that I thought they were going to burn into mine forever.

He cupped my cheeks, "You didn't deserve that" He whispered as he kissed my forehead.

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding in, "I just wanted to know why your day went" I whispered back as I lowered my head, filling my eyes tearing up.

"I know baby, I know"

Suddenly I pushed off of him, I want an explanation, I want to know why I was being hurt because of what Damian felt. I don't want this relationship if we're not going to communicate.

I turned away from him, building up the courage for when I am going to ask this question.

I turned back around and from the look on his face, he knows that I'm not going to let this go.

"Why were you annoyed with me?"

"Autumn-"

No, I want to know why you were angry with me, did I do something that made you mad? or did someone else say or do something?"

He didn't respond, he just looked out the window, rubbing the back of his neck like he's nervous.

So I continued, "I want to know why you were mad at me yesterday, is it that I didn't pick your call? Is that it? If so, I'm sorry, I was busy" I said, sighing.

When he still hasn't responded, I take the action of stepping towards him, the moment of truth, "I can't be in a relationship with you if you don't communicate with me, I can't do that for you, and if you don't know how to, then.." I paused, not even wanting to say it.

Damian finally turned towards me, like he was broken out of his stiff position. "Then what?" he whispered, wanting me to continue my sentence like it's that easy.

I just let the words run out of my mouth, "Then maybe we shouldn't be together, and instead you should just focus on yourself" As I said that last word, I looked down, not wanting to know what his answer was going to be.

Maybe it's going to agree, as much as I don't want him too, if that's what he needs, then I'll accept it.

Damian steps towards me until he is face to face with me, but I don't look up at him, instead I look at his shoes.

They look new, he must have bought them recently.

He gently holds my chin, tilting my head upwards until I'm looking at him, both of his hands cup my face as he leans his forehead against mine, closing his eyes and I do the same.

"I don't want that, please Autumn, I can do better" he begs, "I wasn't angry with you, I was just angry at something else"

"Then why didn't you tell me, I could've understood"

"I didn't want to burden you with my problems" He answered.

I opened my eyes "I would have listened to you"

"I know" He said while sighing.

We didn't say anything else, all of this is just miscommunication, I sigh in relief as I thought it was something else.

Moments later, we moved from the kitchen to the living room. As we both sat down, I told Damian that he didn't have to tell me what made him so angry but he insisted.

Apparently someone he used to know but hates now showed up to his job, and the two got into a massive argument. Damian didn't tell me about the topic of the fight or who it was that showed up but from the pained look on his face, I can tell that the argument deeply hurted him.

He then told me that they got into a fight, and that's the moment that I noticed the slightly bruised cheek on the left side of his face, it's not too bad.

Then I looked down at his hands to see if it was red and I was right, mostly his right hand was red and swollen.

He said that afterwards he went home, that's when he received my call.

"I know that is not an excuse for me to be snapping at you, but I still wanted to check in with you like we always do, but I guess I was thinking about the situation too much"

So this was just a big misunderstanding, Damian and some other person got into an argument and fight and he still wanted to see how I was doing when he got home but I guess his anger got the better of him.

He continued, "I know I fucked up, but I promise, in the future, I can be better"

I scooped closer to Damian, as a moment of surprise to the both of us, I embraced him into a hug, I think he was caught off guard as he slowly returned the hug.

He rested his chin on top of my head as we stayed in this position until we both pulled away.

"I forgive you Damian" I paused "but in the future, I want you to communicate with me, you don't have to share everything with me but you have to know that I'm here for you"

As I looked at him with eyes filled with compassion and sympathy, I gave him a small smile to reassure him that I mean what I said.

"You have my word" he quietly said.

And I know I can trust him.

As such a relief that Damian told me what was wrong and how we should prevent it in the future, there seems to be guilt in the back of my head.

Is it wrong that I didn't tell Damian about my meeting with Matthew, I mean it's the reason I missed his call the first time and also the reason that I called Damian last night.

But he just shared something that obviously pained him to the core. Why would I place more things on his plate then what's already going on in his life?

No, I can't do that to Damian, I don't want him to think about my problems, I can handle this without hurting Damian.

Its going to be fine, Damian can worry about his problems and I can worry about mine, it will all work out.

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Damian ended up staying the night, as we never left each other the entire day, he even went to the store with me for some snacks.

We went back to my apartment afterwards so we can just chill for the rest of the day.

Later when it started to get dark, I suggested that he could stay the night and sleep in my bed.

He agreed as he didn't feel like driving at this time of night.

So we got into bed and as we settled in, he looked at me intensely. As I return the look, he sighs deeply as he pulls me in for a kiss, our lips and teeth crashing into each other, I moan slightly as I wrap my arms around him.

He depended the kiss even more as his hands went onto my body, wanting to hold me closer than before.

When I started to let my hands roam too, he stopped me as he grabbed both of my hands and placed them on his heated face.

I happily sigh as I feel the heat radiating from his face.

Afterwards we looked at some shows and I felt myself drifting off to sleep halfway through an episode. And as I started to sleep, I felt a tender kiss on my forehead.

Yay another chapter! Having Damian figuring out that he needs to learn how to communicate is key.

What do you think about their conversation?

Do you think Damian is reveal who it is that is bothering him?

-Summer Roe