Two Face [ A Damianya Story]

Chapter 16

It was a slow spring morning. Damian was studying in his room. Every now and then, he would stare out his window and admire the blooming flowers. In his break he fell asleep.

He was dreaming about something.

Damian found himself in a suit waiting for someone. A women with pink hair was in this gorgeous white dress.
He didn't see her face.
She slowly turned her face to reveal it was... Anya. Her emerald eyes were staring at him.

He woke up flustered.
He felt his face over heating. He got up and looked at himself in the mirror.
His face was bright red.

Damian: what the hell was this dream about?! And why was my mind making this up.
You know what calm down Damian.

He took a deep breath in. His face was much calmer. However the scene just kept replaying in his mind.
After the dream he couldn't get anything done.
He decided to go into his garden and read a book.

You see his garden was facing a road so he was able to see everything on the street.
An hour later he spotted Anya jogging with her dog.
She was panting.

Anya: an hour and thirty minutes Bond! My stamina is definitely getting better.

Her dog pawed her hand.

Damian: surprised to see you Anya.
Anya: gahh!

Anya got scared. She stumbled and fell to the ground

Anya: you just jump onto people like that sy-on boy!
Damian: sorry...

She got up and brushed her clothes.

Anya: is that your private park or something?
Damian: no this is my mansion's garden.
Anya: you know you can't surprise me anymore sy-on boy

Her watch started beeping.

Anya: I have to go now. Bye sy-on boy!
Damian: Bye.
Anya: come on Bond!

She took a drink from her tumbler and gave her dog a quick treat. They ran the opposite direction.

Damian went back inside. He went back to studying.

Damian: I have to do this for Anya... I must.

When he was done he went out into the empty corridors. He was used to it.

He sat in one of the couches. Accidentally he fell asleep. The same dream yet again.
He woke up flustered and red.

Damian: why is my brain fantasizing about marrying Anya!

He sat up and put his hands on his face. When he looked up, he was shocked to see his father's face.

Donovan: are you sick Damian? Why are you red.
Damian: nothing father...

His face quickly changed into a gloomy look. He somehow hated his father's presence.

Donovan: how are your studies coming along.
Damian: fine...
Donovan: hmm... That's not a tone you use with your father...
Damian: what's the point if I am studying  for you and not for me!

He suddenly slapped him making his cheek sting.

Donovan: you are not to yell when I am in your presence! And you are not studying for me you are studying for the future of Ostainia!

His eyes wouldn't dare meet his father's. They were filled with tears of rage and sorrow.

Donovan: you're pathetic...