(Y/N) continued to cry quietly, holding the phone tightly against their ear as their knuckles turned white from gripping the bat too hard. Jumping off his bed, Damien headed out his door and through the portal from Hell, landing near the vicinity of the school,В вЂњIвЂ™m on my wayвЂќ He announced, a hint of aggression in his tone. вЂњD-DamienвЂќ (Y/N) whispered, a slight whimper in their voice,В вЂњT-ThereвЂ™s someone in my houseвЂќДamien could feel himself getting angry, nobody messes with his friends, specially (Y/N). вЂњHello?вЂќ Damien answered gruffly, but jolted awake at the sudden panic on the other line. With a groan, he slammed his hand down on his phone and brought it next to him, lazily answering the phone. It was two in the morning and the last thing Damien expected was to be woken up by the rock n roll song he had set as a ringtone. With shaky fingers, they pressed the first person on the call log, trying to at least find some help. Grabbing their phone and the nearby baseball bat, (Y/N) locked the door and ran into the closet as they heard a loud thump resonating from their kitchen. The sounds were loud, but not loud enough to decipher if the noise came from inside their home or not. A sudden surge of panic flooded their body as the swiftly, but quietly moved off their bed. (Y/N) suddenly jolted awake, the sounds of nearby crashing and ruckus loud enough to wake them from their slumber.

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