"Damien".A knock."Damien".A knock."Damien".A knock."Damien".Another knock.
Damien pulled the door opened the second I lifted up my hand to knock and I just ended up knocking on his chest, I looked up at him then the chest pulling my hand back. He gritted his jaws and pushed me back by my forehead turning me around then started pushing me towards the kitchen, he pulled out a chair for me then also took a seat.
"Clearly we didn't go through all the rules".
"I need you to come home with me".He went completely silent."My father wants to meet you".
"You told your father about me?".
"No, of course not but my father sticks his nose everywhere, he probably asked around and they told him about you and now he wants to meet the man I'm sleeping with".
"Sleeping with? Your father said sleeping with?".
"Oh yeah, my father is the best there is".
Damien sat back on his chair, his arms folded, clearly this wasn't a good idea, my father had no business asking around about me or my personal life. I shouldn't have asked, now it's just plain awkward, Damien raised a brow and sighed sitting up straight on the chair unfolding his arms, me still waiting awkwardly.
"When?".
"If we leave in an hour we'll get there in time for the introductions, the million questions, the rude comments, the arguments and everything else".
"Okay".
"Okay but there are a few things you need to know before we go, my father is a control freak who excepts everyone to be him and if not then you're not trying hard enough, you need to be in a particular class for him to even take you seriously, you need to know politics...".
Damien stood up and looked around the kitchen."Where's breakfast?".
"Excuse me?".
"Where's breakfast?".
"You make your own breakfast".He just looked at me."I'll make breakfast while you get ready".
He nod making me roll my eyes to the back of my head, he said no cooking and now he wants me to make him breakfast?. I like living here and Damien won't admit it but he likes having me here too, I wonder how my father will treat him but seeing as he's rich, he will probably like him, problem will be with Damien, there's no way he'll like that guy. My phone beeped, I got off the chair and ran to the bedroom getting my laptop.
I need to stop being a journalist for a day, I need a breather. I opened the news and the police found an abandoned car which they believe to either belong to The Hangman or another one of his victims, a new victim. He didn't do it, if there's a new dead doctor, then it wasn't him. He doesn't make us look for his victims, he pretty much leaves them hanging out in the open to be found.
I got my notebook and started scribbling, making notes, I need to meet this man one way or another, we need to have a one on one. Detective Smith made another statement which wasn't different from the other seven statements he's made, 'he's still at large, be careful, women must walk in pairs and keep an eye out, stay alert at all times, we will catch this man, soon'. He won't catch this man anytime soon and he knows it too.
