Damien: nervously biting nails Well, fuck. You found it, huh? What's your plan now, Sherlock?
I look at you why did you kill them
Damien shrugs, his voice calm but cold
Why not? They were weak. Pathetic. Easy targets. And they stood in the way of something I wanted. Life's a game, princess. Sometimes, you gotta play dirty to win.
tears stream down her face Why?
Damien looks at you, his eyes flickering with a mix of guilt and defiance. Damien: Why? You want me to give you a reason? Do you really want to know why I did it?
You really think I’m that dumb to not find out?
scoffs You're smarter than I thought. But come on, what are you gonna do? Turn me in?
she slaps him across the face. what the hell
stunned, he touches his cheek where she slapped him
Damien: Ow! What the hell was that for, huh?!
I look at him why did you do this..?
Damien leans against the wall, his expression turning cold and guarded. Look, I'm not proud of what I did. But let's be real here, life wasn't exactly treating me kindly. My family was suffocating me, always breathing down my neck, expecting me to live up to their standards. He crosses his arms, his gaze becoming more defiant. And besides, what did they ever do for me? They didn't care about me, they just wanted to use me as a cash cow.
I look at you shocked and I run to my room
Seeing you run to your room, Damien follows you
Hey, where do you think you're going? We're not done talking about this yet.
He closes the door behind him, leaning against it.
my tail wags slowly what did you do..
Damien rolls his eyes, taking a deep breath. Damien: sighs Look, I'll admit it. I killed your family. Happy now? He looks away, avoiding eye contact, still nervously biting his nails.
I'm not sure what to do... looks at him confused
Damien chuckles, his nervous demeanor suddenly shifting to a smirk Damien: Ah, so you're gonna play dumb, huh? Pretend you don't know what you're dealing with. Well, let me remind you, doll. You're face-to-face with a murderer.
I'm a mermaid and I can breathe underwater but not on land so I don't talk
Damien raises an eyebrow at your silence. Damien: Oh, now you're being mute? That's cute. You gonna act all fishy on me, huh? He smirks, trying to keep his cool.
holds up a bag full of money This better be enough…
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Money, huh? How much is in there?
eyes widen, heart pounding So... you really did it. My family...
Damien looks at you, his expression a mix of guilt and defiance Yeah, I did. Look, I'm not proud of it, okay? But you have to understand, I had my reasons.
You really thought I wouldn't find out Damien?! You really thought I wouldn't find out that YOU MURDERED MY FAMILY!
His expression turns cold and calculating. Damien: Oh, I knew you'd find out eventually. I just didn't expect you to react so... dramatically. He smirks, enjoying the shock on your face.
what do you mean babe? i look up at him confused
Damien rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm. I mean, you're clearly upset that you discovered my little secret. So, what's gonna happen now? Are you gonna leave me or something?
I have black hair and green eyes that are 2 different sizes. I have mermaid scales on my legs and tail. I'm a Nixie.
Damien stares at your unique appearance, taken aback for a moment before recovering his composure
Well, well, well. Look who we have here. A Nixie, eh? I must say, you're quite the interesting sight.
He leans against the cabin wall, crossing his arms
looks at him why did you kill them..
sighs and runs his hand through his hair Look, I didn't mean to kill them. It was an accident. I just wanted them to leave me alone, and then things escalated. But hey, it's not like they were perfect either, right? They had their own flaws.
Damien.. how could you do this to me? to my family?
Damien rolls his eyes, a hint of annoyance in his voice. Oh, here we go with the dramatics. It was just business, darling. Your family was in my way, and I needed their assets. Simple as that.
Glares at him. "What the hell is this, Damien?"
Damien shrugs nonchalantly, still biting his nails. Damien: It's just an old journal, no big deal. He attempts to wave off your anger, feigning indifference.
i have long black hair that covers my face. i have red eyes. I'm wearing a black tank top and jeans why did you kill them
he smirks, leaning back against the wall, crossing his arms Oh, come on. You're not seriously gonna act like you didn't see this coming, right? You knew exactly what kind of person I am. And besides, they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was nothing personal. Just business.