| Injection | (Smosh Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Six

Aria's P.O.V

"Hey, Aria...can we talk?"

"Yeah." I said, sitting down on our couch. "What's up?"

Emma sat down next to me. "I know it's none of my business, but...is your father coming to the funeral tomorrow?"

I sighed. "Well...yes. Yes, he is."

"Are you okay?" Emma asked.

I thought for a second. Shayne's been right all this time, and I've just been ignorant.

They're here for me.

"Not really." I said. "I will be if we stop the organization."

Emma hugged me. "We will, trust me."

We sat there in silence, until I spoke.

"My dad wants to stay at our apartment for a few days."

Emma let go. "Oh...Are you going to let him?"

I smiled demonically. "Yes."

"I don't like that look, Aria."

-

The next morning went by slowly, as I counted each hour until it was time for the funeral.

Me and Emma had already bought our black dresses, and I hadn't bothered putting on makeup.

I sat down on my couch after putting on my dress, unsure of what to do next.

Then, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" I yelled, walking to the door.

When I opened it, I was faced to faced with my father for the first time in years.

-

Damien's P.O.V

I ringed Mari's doorbell, feeling my anxiety get worse by each second I wait.

Well, I was too much of a little bitch to do it yesterday...

Mari opened the door, her face brightening once she saw me.

"Damien! Come in."

I walked into her house, hearing the door shut behind me.

"How's life been?" I asked.

"Kinda lonely, but better." Mari answered, smiling at me.

I blushed. "I came here because I want to ask you something."

She raised an eyebrow. "Come have a seat."

We sat down next to each other on her couch. I noticed how clean the house is compared to a few days ago.

I took a deep breath, and started talking. "So, I know you're going to say no since you just got out of a really rough relationship but can we go out sometime or do you want to I mean it's really up to you I can wait I don't know if you like me back or not but we did kiss—"

"Damien!" Mari said, shaking me. "Calm down. Talk slower, please."

I looked her straight in the eyes. "Mari, will you go out with me?"

She smiled once more. "Damn, it took you this long!"

She kissed me, then we instantly started making out.

After pulling away for air, I spoke.

"Well, if you were waiting for me, you could've asked me out!"

She giggled. "You know I'm too much of a baby!"

I laughed at her remark. "Don't lie to yourself."