Damien stood up from his seat, his eyes narrowed and his hands flat on the table. “I’ve had enough of this shit! I’m not your little gay joke to beat around anymore! I’m sick of all the bullshit about me being gay and all the stupid stereotypes! You don’t think I’ve heard them all before?!”
“But Damien…” Stevie began.
“No, shut up!” he snapped at her. “I don’t care if you were just playful and gently joked with me once in a while, but it’s every fucking day of this crap! Just because I like art and painting and whatever music I listen to doesn’t mean I’m some flamboyant queer! And just because I say I like football or I like Erik doesn’t mean I wanna get gay with them either! Erik and I are friends and I’ve always loved football. But hey, if you bitches actually were my friends and got your heads out of your arses for once you might realise that!”
“Hey, calmed down a bit!” Zoey laughed, not fazed in the slightest. “C’mon, you’re gay, we get it. But you have to admit you just give off that vibe…”
Damien turned to her, leaning in Zoey’s face. “And what vibe would that be?” he spat. “Who made you the almighty scholar of gay people, huh? You think you know just who’s gay and who isn’t because they have a ‘vibe’? Anyone you can be gay, you dumbshit!”
Zoey backed away a little bit.
“Ever since you got here, Zoey, you’ve just swanned in and taken these idiots here as your little sycophants!” Damien exclaimed, pointing at the others around the table. “It’s like you’ve all gotten worse and think you’re all entitled to say and think whatever you think is right because, of course, you all know everything! You don’t even deserve to be leader of the Dark Daughters, Zoey! You’re so fucking brain-dead, you think you can just breeze through anything without consequence. Not this time!”
Damien got out from behind the table, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “Fuck you bitches, I’m outta here. Enjoy sharing the same brain cell with one another.”
And with that, he left the cafeteria, all the girls staring back at him in awe.
Re: Spitefic Time - Circle of Friends (Part 2)
Damien stood up from his seat, his eyes narrowed and his hands flat on the table. “I’ve had enough of this shit! I’m not your little gay joke to beat around anymore! I’m sick of all the bullshit about me being gay and all the stupid stereotypes! You don’t think I’ve heard them all before?!”
“But Damien…” Stevie began.
“No, shut up!” he snapped at her. “I don’t care if you were just playful and gently joked with me once in a while, but it’s every fucking day of this crap! Just because I like art and painting and whatever music I listen to doesn’t mean I’m some flamboyant queer! And just because I say I like football or I like Erik doesn’t mean I wanna get gay with them either! Erik and I are friends and I’ve always loved football. But hey, if you bitches actually were my friends and got your heads out of your arses for once you might realise that!”
“Hey, calmed down a bit!” Zoey laughed, not fazed in the slightest. “C’mon, you’re gay, we get it. But you have to admit you just give off that vibe…”
Damien turned to her, leaning in Zoey’s face. “And what vibe would that be?” he spat. “Who made you the almighty scholar of gay people, huh? You think you know just who’s gay and who isn’t because they have a ‘vibe’? Anyone you can be gay, you dumbshit!”
Zoey backed away a little bit.
“Ever since you got here, Zoey, you’ve just swanned in and taken these idiots here as your little sycophants!” Damien exclaimed, pointing at the others around the table. “It’s like you’ve all gotten worse and think you’re all entitled to say and think whatever you think is right because, of course, you all know everything! You don’t even deserve to be leader of the Dark Daughters, Zoey! You’re so fucking brain-dead, you think you can just breeze through anything without consequence. Not this time!”
Damien got out from behind the table, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “Fuck you bitches, I’m outta here. Enjoy sharing the same brain cell with one another.”
And with that, he left the cafeteria, all the girls staring back at him in awe.