Little stump

CHAPTER 18

       Damien? Why was Damien here? Wasn't he back at that weird Mexican strip club publicly having sex with some topless Latina girl.

    I walked slowly to the door, hesitating whether I should open it or let Damien knock until he was tired. I definitely didn't feel like seeing him.

     Someone suddenly held me from behind, I turned to find Monty giving me a strange look. I'd forgotten he was even here, this was exactly what Damien did to me. Any trace of his presence and I'd immediately forget everything.

     "Who is that?" He asked, his voice showed a hint of hostility, but also protectiveness.

      "No one you need to worry about" I replied. Breathing in and out in preparation for the fight that was about to happen, I turned the key, gripped the handle and opened the door.

       Damien stormed in. "What the hell, Maddy? Why didn't you tell me you were leaving? I thought something had happened to you. What kind of person just leaves the person they were with like that?!!?" Every single word was loud, so loud I was almost sure my house was shaking.

      However, I wasn't going to tolerate Damien's shouting tonight. What happened wasn't my fault, he couldn't expect me to stay in a place where he was doing something like that.

     Speaking of what he was doing, I looked him up and down. His muscle shirt was hanging low, revealing his hickey covered neck. Aside from hickeys, it was also covered in lipstick. The same with his face. His belt was unbuckled and his trousers hung low on his hips. He also had his shoes worn halfway, not completely. It seemed like he had only remembered me halfway into his hookup, then ran out to look for me.

     The jealousy added to the anger I was already feeling for him, together it combined into the nastiest venom in my throat, and I was ready to spill all of it out on Damien. "Where was I? Why do you care? Isn't there a topless hoe somewhere you should be getting down on? Just go, please. You're not needed here". I spoke in a type of tone that would shock anyone. Anyone but Damien, apparently.

      His signature smirk tainted his face. "So, why does it matter how many topless girls I 'get down' on. This isn't about them. It's about you forgetting your manners and leaving alone the person who drove you without saying goodbye". He put air quotes around the 'get down' like I did in the car when he said 'fucking'. It seemed like a small action, but it had severe meaning. He was mocking me, calling me old-school, telling me I was boring because I didn't like to use swear words. I'd forgotten how much better he was at the battle of wit. I'd lost once before, in the car the day I came back. Even though I'd prepared now, I was still going to lose again.

    My fists squeezed at my sides. He didn't even acknowledge the fact that I'd basically called him a cheater, possibly because he didn't take it as cheating. He was also telling me there was nothing between us. I couldn't even bear the shame. "You really are disgusting, Damien". The frustration couldn't let me say anything else. I was clenching my fists so hard that they were visibly shaking.

     "Disgusting?" Damien put his hand to his chin like he was thinking. "I'm confused Maddy. If you find me so disgusting, why do you keep allowing me to touch you, and why were you so still when I fingered you the other day." I choked, I actually choked. He was not aiming cheaply. He was launching severe shots at me. The tears pricked my eyes then. He really just said that.

      I wanted to say something, but I suddenly heard Monty's voice. Monty, I'd forgotten he was here again. "Who the fuck are you to think you can talk to her like that?"

     Damien looked behind me, to Monty's direction. He suddenly smirked. He turned to me again. "Ohhh, Maddy. What are you getting so angry for? You should've just told me you were here with someone. I'd have let you leave if I knew you were going to have a fuck". He turned to Monty again, eyeing him up and down, the look on his face could only be described as if it said 'trash'. "Although I'm quite disappointed in your taste, because you liked me, I'd assumed your preference was way above garbage".

      I choked at the insult, Monty on the other hand fumed. "What the fuck did you say?!" He roared.

     Damien didn't even look in his direction, he just continued to talk to me. "Next time, tell me you're leaving with your boyfriend, then I won't get so worried looking for you, understand?"

     I wanted to hear jealousy in his voice, I wanted him to get jealous. However, I'd come to realise that that wasn't possible. I still needed to clear myself, though. "Monty's my ex". I said.

     Damien still kept his signature smirk. "I really don't give a flying fuck what he is. I'm just came here to confirm if you hadn't been kidnapped or not. I see you're busy, I'll leave". He winked as he said busy, insinuating that something was going on between me and Monty.

      I felt my anger rise again, he really was actually an asshole. What was his business even if I was with Monty. "You know, you're a huge asshole, Damien. You probably think you're so cool with your I don't give a fuck attitude but the truth is, it just shows how vulnerable you are!!" The words were harsh, but the tone was even harsher. Venom coated every single one of the words.

     Damien almost looked shocked at my outburst. However, like the expert faker he was, he quickly covered his expression with a smirk. "Oh really. Dear Madeline, vulnerable? In what way" he asked. He suddenly leaned on the fridge, folding his arms together.

     Monty was still behind me, watching Damien with a scornful expression. He looked like he really wanted to kick Damien's ass. I wasn't even sure I'd stop him at this point.

     I turned to Damien, putting on a smirk too. I forced the tears back in my eyes. Today, I would win the battle of wit, no matter what topic I had to bring up.

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     Ohhh, Maddy is  angryyyyyy. 😳😳

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