Damian's POV
I sat there for a little bit longer than I should have, but the sun happened to be in my favor on this very day, it was warm outside, and the wind played around a little bit more, it was soothing to the nerves and it played a huge role in calming my mind.
It was way too calm here and too quiet that I didn't want to go back home, I didn't have anyone to go back to and it sucked just thinking of it.
I didn't even feel comfortable saying the word family at this point, because it felt like another reason to be sad, and saying all that had happened with the family I tried to build in the past five years, she would be pissed at me.
"Well thanks for listening to me" I said, then I placed the flower on her stone, I dusted my clothes and readied myself to leave, and I didnt want to go back home at least not this early, so I chose to call Tristan.
I took my phone and I texted him.
'Coming over to your place,'
