I'm Not Daria
Misunderstand

I caught Anna in her room. He seems to have a great appetite because he has a lot of food from the kitchen that is put on his bed and is chewing it all.

He breathed heavily when he saw me enter

"Don't do this again and again." He said in a bored tone.

"Honestly Anna, I don't care about you anymore, so no, I'm not here to ask if you're okay or if there's a problem because to hell with you, you don't deserve my attention".

"Then why are you here?" He asked with raised eyebrows. "Have you entered the wrong room? The door is right behind you."

I ignored his words and sat on the bed. "Why did you tell Luna about what you saw this morning?" straightaway.

His eyes widened. "I told him not to say my name!"

"Tell me why you did it. You know that Luna and Devan are dating and when you see her coming out of my room, you automatically assume that I slept with her and complained to me. Have you never thought about what consequences would happen if Luna responded in the wrong way? He'll kick us out in a moment. Our secrets will be exposed and maybe we'll go to jail for impersonation."

He rolled his eyes and was puzzled at how careless he was, "This is not our secret, this is your secret, I am not a person pretending to be someone else."

My blood boiled at his words. I got up and started looking for something to release my anger. When I found nothing, I slammed my hand into the nightstand. "You made me do it! You forced me to follow this misunderstanding and left me no choice!"

"Then? You should've thought about that before you went to bed with her boyfriend." He said mockingly

"I didn't sleep with her that way! He just got drunk last night and got into the wrong room and got tired. I didn't want to deal with him, so I let him sleep next to me. Nothing happened between us."

The part about me not wanting to deal with him was a lie, I kind of waited for him to come, but he didn't need to know that. The important thing is that I don't sleep with her that way.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I was wrong."

I shook my head at his indifference. "Do you care what happens to me again?"

He did not answer and instead put on his headphones and raised the volume of the song that was playing so I could hear the song.

When he realized that I was still standing there, he looked up with an annoyed expression. "This conversation is over." She screamed as if the song was playing loudly in the room and she had to shout it so I could hear it

I snapped at him and pulled out the headphones and threw him onto the cushioned sofa across the room before rushing out, I heard the swearing disappear as the distance I made between us grew.

It could be said that my mood was very bad throughout that day. Devan came for lunch and I didn't want to bother chatting with anyone. I am generally not interested in everything, not even my favorite dishes made by the new chef who replaced Mario to impress me. I was too angry to care about anything.

Anna was there at lunch but she ignored me completely and most of the time I just glared at her. I'm sure half of the people at the table felt something was wrong between us. If not, then they must have felt it when Anna and I grabbed the salt at the same time and wrestled with each other to get it. I finally managed to get it out of her grasp and a threatening grin on her . when I finished using it, I put it far out of his reach.

After lunch, I shut myself in the room and just a knock on the door made me groan and get out of bed to open it. When I opened the door, there was no one there, but I felt something at my feet. I looked down to see a tray containing half a dozen cute red velvet cupcakes from the city's famous bakery and a small tub filled with ice cream with notes sticking out of the base.

I don't know what's wrong between you and Anna, but hopefully this can improve your mood, at least a little bit. Enjoyably.

I smiled at her before taking a pen from my desk to write a thank you note behind her before tucking it in at the bottom of her door.

The cupcakes and ice cream were delicious, as I wanted.

I wish I could thank him in person, but that might not be a good idea. Besides, she shouldn't have been so sweet to me and made it even harder for me to forget.

....

When night came and it was time to go to sleep, I made sure to follow what Luna told me, albeit with a heavy heart.

I locked the door and before I could change my mind. I slipped under the blanket and forced myself to fall asleep.

I promised I wouldn't wait for him, but I found myself anxiously watching the time and occasionally listening intently to every step of the foot. You could say I wasn't asleep.

Then around midnight came the sound of slow footsteps in the hallway. From the slightly faltering footsteps heard, I could tell that he had been drinking again. If I could tell her that it wasn't good for her, drinking at night and waking up drunk in my bed wasn't the best way to deal with it. I wonder how many more days he will continue to do this to himself until he can move on.

I almost jumped out of bed to open it, but I stopped when I realized what I was going to do. No. can't.

I just immersed myself in my blanket and ignored every sound in the room until I finally fell asleep.

....

I was awakened by an unusual chill that I had never felt before. Unknowingly my hand stretched out to the other side of the bed and when unable to feel her beside me, my eyes opened, realizing that the moment did not allow her to enter.

Would it not hurt to see if he was sleeping? I peeked inside her room to make sure she wasn't as cold as usual. That won't be a problem. He wouldn't even know I was there.

As I moved from my padded blanket to the door as slowly and quietly as possible, I began to open the door of my room. I felt a force pushing against the door and furrowed my eyebrows when it suddenly felt heavy. Either I haven't fully woken up yet or the door suddenly gains weight, which is impossible.

The door opened and I screamed because something had fallen into my room. I quickly grabbed the switch, turned on the lights and saw Devan lying on the floor on my back. He groaned with his hands on his head, rubbing where he fell. He opened his one eye and narrowed his eyes towards the bright light.

"Turn it off" he said as he tried to protect his eyes from the intensity of the light. "Quick, turn off. It makes my eyes burn"

I did as I was told and soon we entered into the darkness. She struggled to get up and drowned beside him, I held her shoulder and made her sit up.

"What the fuck, Devan? What are you doing sleeping outside my room?"

"Eitherway. I thought I just wanted to sit outside for a while but I thought I was asleep".

I rubbed my hand against my face and sighed. What am I supposed to do with this guy?

His head looked back and he almost fell backwards as he pulled my hand from his shoulder quickly grabbed his jacket and pulled it towards me. Apparently I pulled her too hard because she ended up falling over and ended up on her back with her on top of me and her face on my shoulder.

"My nose." He whimpers in my ear. He pulled himself with both hands to the floor and looked at me.

"Hi," he smiled, still not fully conscious.

"Devan, come down and-"

He suddenly lowered his body so that only his arm was holding him back from me.

"Why do I only see you at night, when I want to see you every second of every day."

"That's because you don't think before you drink. We're not supposed to meet each other, but we meet at night because you're drunk without thinking."

He seemed to think for a moment

"Then I have to drink more."

I exhaled desperately. "You've done it every day".

"More. then I need to do more. in order to see you more often"

My heart is broken hearing it.

"I want to see you more often"

And with that she lowered her body until her lips floated right above mine. But then as they were about to meet, Devan's grip loosened and he fell on top of me, his head moving sideways as he fainted on my shoulder

After I helped her up to my bed, I got under my blanket and curled closer to her

All I thought about before falling asleep in his arms was about what I would do next. This has to stop. From then on, I will do things that make devan happy.

Fuck Luna and the rules.