I've been here and there for Damian. Just like Damian has been for me.

These last few days have been very stressful.

One: I could be expecting a baby.

Two: freaking Serena the hoe has been everywhere.

And three: learning to be an adult was really hard.

My father has been complaining lately about me not knowing how to cook, clean, nor care for myself.

And it's not my fault.

I've been in the kitchen watching these last few days my mom cook hoping I could do something like that someday.

Soon.

Because if I end up living with Damian I would like to be the perfect wife for him. Or well try to be because perfection isn't perfect itself which is why no one can be that way. But either way I want to be there for Damian.

And just when I'm just there in the kitchen my dad shoos me off saying I could burn myself or cut myself after he complains about me not knowing how to cook.

I just simply don't know what to do now to prove to my father overall, that I am a young adult now.

Everyone else see me just as a little girl or a little princess living with her parents and they do everything for her. They cook for her, do the laundry for her, clean her room, and keep her inside all day afraid that she might break.

I don't know how on earth I will be able to survive in the real world without them thanks to them.

"Watch Princess so you can learn someday." Damian laughed as he fixed his phone to stand and the camera face at him.

He opened the fridge and took out a package of meat and turned on the stove. I couldn't help but to swoon as he cooked in front of me.

He looked so...hawt in my eyes.

I opened my eyes from the memory and smiled. Everyone is wrong about him. They say things without knowing Damian just like I know him.

People say he is not cute.

Well I say he is hot.

People say he looks serious.

Well I say he is a sweetheart.

People say he can be abusive, lazy, and poor.

Well I say he is a gentleman, hardworking, and screw that you don't need money to be happy.

I am done what people have to say. I just simply don't care.

I remembered how people in the past wanted to control my life. Telling the guys I have been with were bad or the friends I had were not good. Well truth be told they were right on that.

But this time though it was different. I have chosen wisely my group of friends and finally picked the right guy.

Now people are just saying things not to help me like in the past but because they gotten so used to my mistakes.

But not anymore.

After that night that my brother spoke to me, I decided I needed to hurry somethings in my life. Serena little by little was making her way in.

Before she does....I want to be out.

I took time to clean my own room, do my own laundry, and making my own meal. Heck I even went to church which I haven't been in since a year ago.

That made my dad proud.

He was about to tell me something but never finished his sentence. All I got from it was ," The things you've been doing now--." He never finished it but just smiled at me.

I have to prove to him more than ever that I'm ready.

And if it is true, that I may be having a baby, then I want to be out before it gets noticeable.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Everything will be okay.

Damian: Love are you home?

I sat up from my bed and read a text from Damian.

Me: Yes why?

Damian: I need your help in something 😅

******

"What???? As in now???"

"Please dad he needs my help."

"What is it?" My dad asked.

"He needs me to translate some paperwork for him. His brother and cousin are coming."

"Mexicans," My mother rolled her eyes. "They always come uninvited."

I gritted my teeth before saying some rude remark to my mother.

Ever since Serena came to the house, my mother has been very rude towards Damian. Sure maybe not in front of him but I hated it when she talked bad about him.

"Fine." My dad sighed.

A few minutes later Damian sent me a text that he was already outside. I ran out, down the porch, and out to the gate to open it to him. Its been a few weeks that I haven't seen him. I just wanted to make out with him already but I controlled myself not to.

Ugh the urges.

"Hey my Love." Damian gave me a quick kiss.

His brother then followed behind him and then his cousin. I met his brother already a few days ago and I liked him. His name is Freddie. His cousin on the other hand was too quiet but it didn't bother me at all.

I know what it is like to be quiet...

I led them inside the house and well the rest of the night went pretty well.

My parents enjoyed talking to his brother. Freddie was a very talkative man. My father loves when people talk. Damian wasn't the talkative type when it came to my parents. Guess is why they don't like him as much. While I was helping Damian fill the paper work for a contract, Freddie talked to my parents about life in Mexico, about his wife and children, and about his childhood and parents.

"Looks like your parents like my brother more than me." Damian whispered in my ear with a chuckle.

"You should learn from your brother then."

"Oh? Is that so?" He rose an eyebrow and laughed quietly.

"I'm just kidding with you. I love you no matter what."

He touched my leg with his leg from under the table making my butterflies kill over each other and grabbed my hand in his. He placed our hands together and the comparison was kind of intriguing to me.

I had way lighter skin from him to the point you could see all the little blue-green veins on my hand. Mine were small and thin while his were slightly a little bit bigger from mine. His poor hands though were full of blisters and he quickly noticed me as I noticed his palms.

"You love me even when I'm like this?" He asked as he looked down.

"Of course Love." I whispered to him with an assuring smile. "Everything about you."

Thanks to Freddie, something softened my dad's emotions when the night ended. I managed to help Damian with the paperwork and I managed to enjoy his company even for a little bit. His brother at least kept my parents entertained while all I could was control the savages butterflies in me whenever I am with Damian.

Since that night, my father has been asking about Damian and his brother how they've been and all. He's been much friendlier since then. My mother on the other hand has still been acting rude whenever I mention Damian's name. She was nice when he was in person but when he is gone she talks bad about him.

I just don't understand parents these days...

*****

June 26, 2018~

Ever since Damian became his own company, he has been very busy lately. We don't talk anymore like we used to do and barely hanged out now due to his work.

Good thing I'm not complaining though.

I'm happy he is working rather than being a drunk party person. At least he finds the time to text me good morning and talk to me on the phone a few minutes before going to bed.

I love him.

A lot.

"Princess?"

"Yes?" I replied on the phone through video chat as we talked before going to sleep.

"The house that you found that your friend is renting, well I talked to her father."

"And?"

"Well he said he was going to rent us the place for a thousand dollars. The house is beautiful though. Has three rooms and two bathrooms and I already told my brother and cousin I'm having the master bedroom because I'm going to have you." He wiggled his eyebrows and chuckled.

"And what they say?" I smirked.

"I'm their boss so of course they accepted." He laughed. "But nah in all seriousness they are okay with the idea."

"So are you going to get the house?"

"Well...its kind of expensive for rent. Any news with you yet?" He asked.

"Not yet. I still don't know anything."

"Wow I'm really anxious to know though." He laughed nervously.

"We will soon." I promised.

"Well either way I still want you Princess. That's why I'm doing all I can to get money and getting this place. Sad part I have no money now."

"Why not?"

"We haven't finished our projects and I won't be able to get money until that gets finished. And then I have the rent for this place I have to pay that's why I want to move already but the only problem with the house your friend's dad is renting, its too far for us. Well that's what my brother says."

"It's just twenty more minutes from my place."

"I know." He sighed. "But still he wants the thousand dollars already but I don't have any cash at all."

"I have some money." I offered.

"Nooooo Princess keep it." He chuckled.

Oh Damian...his pride just won't let him. I've been offering him my money to help him out but he keeps saying it's his job as the man to have the money. I shake my head and laugh.

"You keep saving money for our kids okay?" He winked at me.

"Okay. So no more moving then?"

"For the moment no. Well let's see what happens Love."

"Okay." I smiled and closed my eyes.

******

The next day early in the afternoon Damian told me they decided to get the house already. The place he was living in currently, the owner was already giving him problems because now he doesn't work for him. So now they were going to the house Merlyn's dad have.

Money was still an issue though.

So I told my dad their situation and if he could help them.

My dad liked Damian's brother a lot so he said yes.

He was going to lend the money they needed.

Of course though we were doing this behind my mother's back.

That day my father met with Damian at a store and lended him the money.

Damian: 😍😍😍😍😍

Me: 😂

Damian: I love you

Me: I love you too

Damian: I love you too much

And yes I'm always there to save him.

And not only that, I myself have been saved.

Later that night, it turned out,

I wasn't pregnant....

~*~

June 29, 2018~

"Hey my Princess." He smiled tiredly.

My heart felt sad seeing him so tired. He had some bags under his eyes and he had his black hair all messy. He looked a little bit more older each day.

"Just wanted to give the lovely goodnight before going to sleep."

And meanwhile I was thinking what more I could do to help him. How I wish I can help him even more.

"Thank you for everything." He said.

"For what?"

"For being there for me. Loving me. Helping me. You're always there for me and I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled. "When will you be moving?"

"On Monday Love. And soon you'll be with me."

"Even if I'm not pregnant?" I laughed nervously.

"Even if not." He chuckled. "I was already getting used to the idea of me being a father but oh well one day." He winked at me.

"Yes one day. And this time correctly."