Damien jumped down from the tenth floor to the ground floor breaking the ground floor into pieces, the security guards pulled out their taser guns, he looked up and they fired, missing him. The last guard got him on the chest, he pulled out the wires and threw them back hitting two of them at the same time. He shouldn't be here. Yeah, no shit.
He just stood there waiting and they attacked, he punched one on the chest, snapping the other one's neck. He wasn't gonna come here if they hadn't attacked Olwethu, now he has no choice but end this before they end her. Three more guards and soon enough he lost count, he looked around and the floor was red with blood.
Men screaming from pain from broken bones, the emergency alarm went off making him look up and he cussed under his breath. The guns in the wall started shooting and he ran to the door in front of him breaking it down, he ran to the bushes and it became a hunt.
Two men stood back to back, a skill they were taught first day they went to war, he jumped down in both of them sending one flying to the tree with his back. He grabbed the gun of the second men and started shooting which is a bad idea because now the others know where he is, he jumped up to the trees, that's the only way he's getting out if here alive.
"3, come out, we need to talk, I promise not to shoot you in the head".Mr Kim said.
Last time he said that, he shot him in the head, he needs to get out of here and quick, Olwethu is going to kill him if he doesn't come home tonight. He jumped up to the top of the tree and well, he always wanted to try this. He jumped as far as he could sending him flying to a row of trees breaking them, he got on his knee, trying to stop.
That went well, he got up pulling out a stick on his thigh, he is getting tired of this shit, he ran down to the road and he was gone.
The house is completely silent, Damien left early again, he is dating some hot girl who wants them to stay a secret because she has a husband. I shook my head getting off bed, I do have a wild imagination. He's probably out, doing whatever it is he does when he's alone, giving me enough time to go through his things.
Yes, he is a good man, no doubt there but something doesn't add up about him and I just have to find out what. Starting with the bedside tables, I pulled out all the drawers sending everything flying to the floor finding nothing but a thousand of papers which makes no sense. He obviously wouldn't just leave evidence lying around.
"Olwethu? What are you doing?".
Fuck me."What are you doing here?".I felt that stare even when looking down."I'm looking for my black book".
"It was in the kitchen cabinet last night".
"Right, that's where I was last, fuck, thanks, I'll clean this mess later".
I looked up at him and he just stood there topless, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, he has a scar from his shoulder down to his pact, a tattoo on his pact, an 8 pack and I fell on my ass hitting my head on the bedside table, the light fell on my head making it three times worse. I closed my eyes cussing under my breath, he walked up to me, I stood up and walked out.
I stood against the door my smiling face hidden in my hands, I would have loved to see that before. He must workout a lot, I shook my head walking away from the door, focus, there's still a lot going on that I still need to uncover. I need to get to work, shit, I'm late.
"Damien, Damien, I need to go to work, Damien open up".
"I'm still getting dressed, Olwethu".
"Damien, open up, I need to go".I sighed when he didn't open and I turned around to walk away.
He opened the door and I turned around tripping on my shoes and I fell, pushing Damien down with me to the floor. He fell on his back looking up at me, on top of him, I took a deep breath trying not to think about it, his wet body, my hand on his bare chest, his jawline, fuck, he is good looking. He pushed me off him sending me to the floor with my back.
I just laid there trying not to think about it, at all but it is hard with him right besides me, why isn't he getting up?. I took a deep breath and got up, him just lying there, I gave him my hand pulling him up, he turned around putting on a t-shirt making me turn around with a smile. I got my clothes and turned around.
"I'm going away for two days".
I dropped all my clothes turning around again."What do you mean you're going away for two days?".
"I need to take care of some things".
"Where? What things?".
He also turned around and he found me just staring at him, making him sigh."I'm going South, for a business... Thing".
"What business? You don't have any businesses, that's what you said, so where are you going?".
And he just stared at me, he is right, he doesn't have to tell me anything, I turned around and picked up my clothes, leaving him in the bedroom. I hate this, what the hell was that? I turned on the tap and just stood there, the water running down from my head to my body making me sigh, what the hell was I thinking asking him that and a knock followed.
"Yeah?".
"My flight's been cancelled".
"Why?".And nothing, I turned off the tap."Damien?".
Still nothing, that's his way of saying I cancelled my plans for you, Olwethu. I shook my head turning the tap on again before getting out of the shower, to the mirror. I just stood there looking back at me and my scars. I touched the mirror brushing the scars, my scars and once again Damien knocked. I put on my clothes and walked out barefooted.
"Eat up".
I looked up at him then sat down frowning."You made breakfast?".
"Yeah, eat up".
"Are you okay? What's going on?".I then chuckled at that."Of course you are and nothing is going on".
He just looked at me, of course he's not going to tell me if he's not okay, I need to go to work and probably deal with drunk men, it is a Saturday after all and as shocking as it might sound, some people are already drunk. Damien watched me not even eating, fuck this, I got up taking my bag.
