Just as Damon and I were at impasse, a person appeated at the top of the stairs. It was Nicholas. Taking in the scene, Nicholas quickly trotted down the stairs and landed a punch on Damon's face.
"You jerk" He gave a shout of anger.
With fruits scattered all over the floor and my hair in disarray, anyone would ve pictured an unpleasant situation.
Damon, however, didn't fight back He crumpled to the ground, touched his bleeding lip, and then managed to get back up.
He didnt even glance at Nicholas, just fixed his eyes on the and said, "He hit me for you, so I didn't hit back."
I gave a bitter laugh, "Why bother?"
"You once told me that the origin of feelings is unknown, but once they form, they run as deep as the ocean. I think I'm starting to understand," Damon's hair was a mess, covering one of his eyes, making it hard to gauge his emotions.
