Daemon

A man appeared in the girl's life whom she could truly trust. She had a boyfriend. His name was Damon.

The girl was returning home one evening after a long walk with her friends who had come to visit her for the holidays. She texted her boyfriend.

"I'm in the park now. Come over there," the guy replied.

The girl saw them in the distance. She approached, but stopped abruptly. Damon sat there, cursing loudly, while Melissa hugged him from behind.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She saw the guy trying to push her hands away. She was the one pestering him, but she felt so hurt. She turned around and walked back. As she got some distance away, she heard footsteps.

"Baby, where are you going? Why didn't you say you came?" She tries to hug her shoulders, but she pushes her away.

"You had so much fun with her. Why did you invite me then? To show you don't care about me?"

The girl's rude response leads to an argument. It begins to get darker, and the temperature outside drops. The girl's body begins to tremble.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry. If you want, I won't talk to her anymore. I'll spend more time with you. No alcohol, no cards..." The guy takes off his leather jacket and covers the girl's body with it.