Autumn POV:

The drive is awkward and quiet, other than Damian and Noah singing karaoke in the back seat.

I haven't said a single word since we left the club, all I'm thinking about is what Elizabeth said to me and how much similar she and Matthew are.

Maybe that's why Matthew's parents were so fond of the idea of me only being their baby gifter, because they found someone with the same mindset and interests as their son, like Elizabeth.

I just don't understand why they can't leave me alone, I said no two times now. I don't want to, but if I have to get the police involved in this for harassment, then I will.

I don't want this to get to a point where I can't leave my apartment, or worry that they are going to harm me in any way.

Looking out the window, seeing the few cars passing the street, realizing that it is so late.

I really shouldn't be thinking about this right now.

I made a mental note in my head of possible solutions to this whole thing, and so far, they seem good, but not good enough to drive them away.

When we reach a red light, a pair of eyes are burning through the side of my head. I turn around and I'm met with James's eyes, it is filled with worry and a hint of curiosity.

"You okay?" He asked, flicking his eyes to the red light and back to mine–so he doesn't miss the green light.

Being pulled from my train of thought, I sat up right, "Yeah, why?"

The light turned green, James turned back to face forward as he was still talking to me.

"Well I mean, you are awfully quiet over there, now that I think about it–ever since you said that you wanted to leave, you haven't said a word, like at all"

I panicked a little, I didn't want James to worry about me like something terrible is going on, which there is, but he doesn't need to know that.

"Yeah" I finally answered, "I'm just tired and all, you know?"

"I guess" He quietly said.

No one talked after that, it became incredibly awkward after that, not even the two in the back seats, I didn't even notice that they fell asleep after the many songs that they sang.

After a long drive, we made it to Damian's apartment complex. As for I have never been to his place before, I looked around as I admired the building as a whole.

His building has many more floors than mine, and it looks like it has more of a lobby, where you can actually go in and sit down–instead of walking in and going straight to your apartment like mine.

Turns out his place is not so far from mine.

As me and James help Noah and Damian out of the car, I put Damian's arms around my shoulder and James does the same for Noah. From there, we all go inside the lobby as Noah and James take a seat on one of the couches.

All of us came up with this plan in the beginning, before I went to the bathroom—James drives all of us to Damian's apartment complex, so his car won't be left at the club. I take Damian to his apartment, while James calls an uber for him and Noah.

They plan on staying at James's place until the morning.

As we said our goodbyes, I led the way as Damian followed suit, barely.

We entered the elevator as it took about ten minutes to find out which key it was to unlock his apartment and what number his apartment was, because he was just not cooperating.

Finally when I managed to get the information out of him, I quickly pressed the number of his floor.

Thank god it was so late because if someone were to come across us, they would probably think that I was trying to take advantage of a drunk guy.

When we got to his apartment, I let him lean against the wall while I tried to unlock his door, it took only a couple of tries before I eventually got the door to open.

As I helped Damian inside, I was firstly amazed at the interior of his apartment.

The apartment was covered in dark furniture, including the curtains and even the marble tile on his kitchen counter were in a dark tint.

After a brief minute of looking around, I completely forgot that there is a slightly drunk person leaning on my shoulder that should probably get to bed.

I found his room on the first try. I laid him down as he closed his eyes. I untied his shoes and put them in a corner somewhere.

As I went over to him again, I creepily stared down at him, a frown formed on my face as I thought about what would have happened if I met him instead of Matthew.

But then a smile replaced that frown when I thought about how happy I am, mostly because of this relationship.

If only Matthew and his wife would leave me alone.

That only said, thinking about what is happening right now, I need to go home and think about what my next move is going to be, because I can't keep going through this cycle with them.

As I rounded the bed to get out, I thought about maybe if I get a protection order on Matthew, Elizabeth and his entire family, maybe that will do the trick.

But I heard it does take a long process to actually get them in place.

I signed as my head started to hurt from this constant thinking, maybe drinking and thinking about a possible hearing about an ex-fiance harassing you is not the best idea.

Maybe I can go home and lay down in my bed to sleep this off.

I heard the bed creak, but I thought nothing about it, thinking that Damian is just rolling over in his bed to get comfortable.

A step towards the door, and something caught the corner of my shirt, forcefully pulling me back until the back of my knees met with the end of the bed.

The pulling ceased and I turned around to find Damian laying down and staring up at me with drunkenness and also self-awareness in his eyes.

"Where are you going?" Damian whispered.

I grin as I crouch down at the bed, I run my fingers through his soft hair, "I guess I'm going home" I hesitated.

Even though it's very late at night, and someone might be able to kidnap me or attack me, I think I will be fine since I got a taser in my bag.

Plus I don't want to invade Damian's space if he's uncomfortable with it.

Once he processed my response, his eyes went wide, he grabbed onto my hand as if I was going to try and run from him.

He sat up on his bed, whilst pulling me down so that I could sit next to him. Once my butt touched the bed, he quickly wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tight, but not too tight.

"No" he firmly said, "Stay the night"

"Damian, I have nothing with me but my bag, I don't have a change of clothes or a spare toothbrush with me. I don't even have–"

"Shhh" He shushed me, "I have some spare things you can borrow, it's very dark and dangerous out there during this time, I just want to make sure you're safe"

I thought about this proposal, it is scary out there, even if it's one in the morning.

A sigh left my mouth as my brain gave up resisting, plus all this thinking is giving me a major headache.

"Fine" I said with a smile, knowing that I wanted to spend the night as well but was not too sure.

He mumbled something as he released me and fell backward onto his back.

*

The hot shower was a refresher for me, like all of the stress and worries washing off of me and running down into the drain.

Since I literally had nothing with me, I had to use Damian's products, luckily he uses separate things, no three-in-one, or combining products. I sighed in relief when I first saw them.

I stepped out and I looked at my flogging reflection in the mirror, I stared down at myself, wondering how things could have been different if I had done this or that, or if I haven't done enough or did too much.

As I looked down, letting the water from my face drip down onto the counter, I took a deep breath as Noah advised me to do when in a stressful situation like this.

I know I can get through this, I repeated the affirmation in my head.

This is just a fat bump in my road, I added.

Looking up, I noticed some clothes left by Damian on the cabinet, I didn't even notice that he had came in here.

I picked up the clothes that he offered me and it was an oversized shirt and some shorts that are probably too small for him, thankfully I had an extra pair of underwear in my bag, so that saved me.

After I wiped myself dry and clean, I put on his clothes. And as I finished with the last piece of clothing, I heard a faint scratch at the door.

I turned around, thinking that so much is on my mind right away that my brain is making up things to distract me.

I waited for another sound, but after a few seconds, I brushed it off.

Once I had stepped out of the bathroom, I was greeted with a fur ball: His cat. I completely forget that Damian had a cat and his name was Bunny.

I sat on the floor, waiting for Bunny to come over to greet my hand. His pink nose sniffing and being curious about my present in the apartment.

Bunny rubbed his head against my hand and I took that invitation to pet him, his orange fur being soft against my hand.

I entered the kitchen to get some water as Bunny followed closely behind me, I opened the refrigerator door and got two bottles of water. Damian might need it, who knows if he had any water at all tonight.

With Bunny following me to the bedroom, probably to sleep with us, I hear Damian's phone ring on the couch.

He probably left it there by mistake somehow, I'll just return it to him.

I went to go and return the phone as it rang again. I tried to put it on silent mode so it wouldn't bother us as we slept, but I accidently looked down at the screen.

I didn't mean to, but what I saw on there confused me.

There were very aggressive messages on there, someone from the name 'Brother'. The message seems to be sent just now.

Well Damian did say that he had a brother but never mentioned him again, could this be him? But why would he send such hateful messages?

Deciding that I should probably just leave it alone, I go to Damian's bedroom where he was already fast asleep, Bunny was already settled in the bed, purring. I carefully placed his phone on his night stand, next to mine.

I got under the cold covers as I gave Bunny some head scratches, whilst trying to go to sleep as much as I can.

Poor Autumn, girl can't catch a break from them.

What do you think Autumn is going to do about the aggressive texts?

Will Damian soon find out what has been going on?

-Summer Roe