Argyl's POV.

The days passed by. It had been almost a week since Damion asked me to fight for him. A week since he held me. A week since I decided to fight for him.

But I hadn't seen him much after that. He had been distant lately. So distant that he doesn't even pass the same corridor I am walking in. He didn't show up at the daily fight practices me and Kenneth have.

If he accidentally come across me, his eyes stay rooted at the ground refusing even to look at me.

He had been ignoring me like I didn't exist in the first place. Like nothing had happened.

And Damn! I didn't like this. I hate this distant behaviour of his. It was frustrating me. It was making me furious for no damn reason. Killing me from inside.

I was ready to fight for him and he wasn't even sparing me a glance.

I was sitting in the fight room as everyone has named it spinning my Swiss knife aimlessly after a fight with Ken.

"What are you thinking of?" I heard Ken ask.

I quickly closed my eyes blocking all emotions and shook my head.

I felt him sit beside me.

"Argyl. Don't lie. What are you thinking? What is wrong with you?" He asked again.

I opened my eyes to look at him. His green eyes were focused on me.

That reminded me of Damion's blue eyes which I hadn't seen in a week. The soft look in them as he held me close to him.

"It's him, isn't it?" He asked.

I sighed not speaking a word.

"I take it as yes, I guess." He replied smiling.

I didn't say anything.

I don't know why he was doing this. We were good the last time. I let my feelings win for him. I lost the battle of keeping myself away from emotions and he decided to ignore me. I had decided not to feel anything but I did for him. I fought with my own mind for him.

This was the first time I was feeling something for someone and he wasn't even sparing me a glance.

I had spent nights thinking about it. Remembering each and every emotion in his eyes. Rewinding his touch, his words. His warm blue eyes. Keeping the tears locked inside. I didn't want to cry on this. I could't be this weak.

I too tried not to care about this. I tried to ignore his behaviour too.'

But I couldn't. Once I start feeling something, I can't undo it. I never could. Whether it was hatred or love. I just couldn't stop feeling.

"What did he do?" Ken asked.

"What makes you think he did something?" I asked.

Ken laughed on that.

"Have you seen yourself lately, you are always on the verge of killing someone. Like you always were.." He chuckled again as I glared at him.

"But nowadays you are becoming more aggressive."

He was right. I was always on the verge of killing anyone in front of me. I had been practicing for whole day, locking myself in the room at night.

I let my anger and frustration out during the fights. But Kenneth never complained. He fought with same intensity.

"He is ignoring me." I said silently increasing my pace of spinning the knife.

"And why does that matter to you?" Ken asked.

I was taken aback by his words.

"I don't know but it does." I replied.

He smiled.

"Damion can't afford to have any weakness Argyl." He said.

"I am not weak Ken." I retorted.

"Of course you are not." He shook his head, "But he feels something for you. We can have war anytime. He won't let himself grow feeling for anyone." Ken said.

Huh!

I scoffed shaking my head.

"This is how he is Ara. He doesn't get emotionally attached." Ken continued.

"Even I usually don't Ken. But I did. To him." I said quietly.

"How long has he been ignoring you?" Ken asked.

"Since our first fight. That day he came to my room. After that he hasn't even looked at me even if we walk past each other."

"Typical of him. The bastard needs to stop this." Ken chuckled, "May be you should talk to him. Have you tried?"

"No." I said.

I haven't tried. I had decided to ignore him like he was ignoring me. I didn't try to talk but I somehow did wish he would stop ignoring me.

It was bothering me so much. I don't know why. But it just was.

"You should go and talk to him." Ken said placing his hand on my shoulder assuring me.

"This is all my fault Ken." I stated looking at nothing in particular.

"How so?" He asked.

"I let Damion in." I said emotionlessly, "May be I am expecting more from him.? May be he didn't feel anything in the first place?" I said.

But I couldn't convince myself to believe it. The emotions I saw in his eyes can't be fake. They can't mean nothing.

"Are you idiot? Are you blind? He had been killing twice as much people in the Dark Wing. He spends nights there torturing people letting out his anger and here you fight. Go talk to him." Ken accused me pointing at the door.

I may be really needed to talk to him. I needed to make the things clear.

Get a grip Ara. Breath and go. Ask him. Ask for answers you deserve. You are not some toy. Go and confront him. You are not weak to cry over some guy.

Damion wasn't just some guy!

I argued with my own mind but got up anyways. I had decided to make the things clear.

"Where he is?" I asked.

"His office."

"And that is?"

"Third floor. One in front of the stairs." He said.

"Okay. Thanks Kenneth." I said.

He gave me a pale smile.

"Anytime Ara." He said.

I picked up my leather jacket walking out of the fight room.

I climbed the stairs as fast as I could.

As I climbed the stairs to the third floor, my heart picked up it's pace, my breaths raging.

I fished out the knife spinning it in my hand taking deep breaths.

I set my foot on the third floor and I saw the door of his office closed.

I slowly walked towards the closed door.

I knew he was sitting behind it. I could feel him behind the door.

I took two three deep breaths and touched the rich wood slightly with my fingers, my heart going wild.

"Yes?" I heard his voice even before I could knock or push the door open.

Deep breaths Ara. It will be fine.

I opened the door to see him standing near the window with his hand on the glass. facing me partially.

He wasn't wearing his suit jacket. His black shirt hugging him perfectly. The sleeves rolled up. I could see the tattoos creeping upward.

He turned around his blue eyes finding mine and I saw an unknown emotion in them which was gone before I could know what it was.

I forgot what I was there for. I forgot I was supposed to question him as he looked into my eyes without blinking.

I didn't know what to say. My mind stopped working. So I just let myself get lost. I stared into his eyes cause I couldn't speak a damn word.

His aura was intimidating me. His eyes were cold and icy blue. The coldness I had seen only that night when he found me in the Dark Wing.

"What are you doing here?" He asked coldly.

The coldness was killing every bit of me.

"Why are you ignoring me?" I asked.

His eyes went more cold if that was even possible now.

"And why should I answer you?" He asked.

"Cause you owe me an explanation Damion." I said.

He laughed humourlessly.

"I don't. I don't owe any explanation to anyone. Specifically to you." He said calmly.

His coldness broke my heart.

I let him in and all he did was to break me again.

I closed my eyes.

It is your fault. No emotions. No feelings. You gave him right to treat you like this.

Yes. It was all my fault.

"Of course." I said walking out of his office as rage boiled inside me.

I closed the door with a loud thud behind me and walked to my room.

"Ara." I heard Roger call out.

"Not now Steiner." I said ignoring him completely.

But his stubborn men weren't gonna leave me alone.

I heard his footsteps approaching me.

Irritated, I turned around holding the knife in my hand pointing it towards him.

"Leave me alone Roge. I mean it." I said venom dripping my voice.

"Damion asked me to keep an eye on you to make sure you don't hurt yourself." He said sighing.

"Tell him he doesn't need to care about anyone. Specifically me." I said turning around and walking away.

The fight was in two days. I needed to win this.

The fight required my whole attention and not him.

I let myself flow with the emotions. I let my walls down. But not anymore. He won't affect me in anyway now. I won't let him affect me. I won't let him in again. I won't let him bring my guards down again.

This won't happen again.

"Ara." I heard Ken's voice calling out when I was about to open the door to my room.

I turned around facing him.

"What happened?" He asked.

'Your Rey refused give me an explanation." I said looking dead into his eyes.

My anger was getting the best of me.

He shook his head.

"Damion is afraid Argyl." He said.

I scoffed. "Afraid? Of what may I know?" I asked mockingly.

"Afraid of letting anyone in."

"Even I was. But I let him in Ken. I fucking let him in." I said trying my best not to act on my nerves which wanted violence.

"He thinks you will be weakness for him." Kenneth said silently.

"I am not Ken. I certainly am not!" I snapped.

"Prove it." He said.

I looked at him like he had gone crazy.

"Prove it that you are not a weakness. Prove that to him. Make him believe you." He said crossing his hands across his chest.

I thought on his words.

I was about to block all of my emotions and then he was asking me to prove him wrong. To prove him that I am not a weakness he thinks.

May be this way, I can make him stop ignoring me.

No. No emotions. He will break you again. No emotions.

"He has always been like this Ara. He is afraid of emotions. He was always detached. But you are an exception. Don't give up. If you feel anything for him, then fight." Ken said.

"The next fight is going to be tough. Prove him you are worth it. Make him give into his feelings." Ken said and walked away from there leaving me in total confusion.

I walked into my room closing the door shut behind me. My mind spinning. I was going through hell. My mind was constantly asking me not to give into my feelings and stay as I were since years.

Alone. Heartless. Unbreakable.

Not to give him the right to break me. Not to get attached to him. Not to fall for his tricks.

He is the Demon.

This might just be a trap.

No one has ever known what runs through his mind. No one has ever known his moves or plans.

He never had grown a soft side towards anyone. The rumours say he doesn't talk to anyone except his men.

And his enemies but I don't think I would want to hear him talk as my enemy.

Ken said, he felt too. I wasn't the only one who felt something for him.

But my mind asked me to stop this. For the first time in my life I was having an argument with my mind.

I sure felt something for him. Something which was different.

But was it worth fighting?

Was it worth giving into my feelings?

Was it worth breaking every rule I had created to win from the start?

Was it worth lowering my guards?

Was it worth arguing with my mind?

I placed my hand on my heart feeling my own heartbeats which go wild at the sight of his.

They slightly whispered It is all worth it.

Hey Marshmallows! Here you go with another chapter.

Damion is ignoring Ara..

Poor her..☹️

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