Darker than Love- Book 2

Chapter- 5

  Chapter- 5

Seth's POV:

I stood by the glass wall looking at Daniel, poor kid looks uncomfortable. Mom is really raising a sheep or what!

I said to Terry, "Give those kids everything, drinks, music, girls.... even drugs.... just make sure my brother has fun today... and return again...."

But first I need to have talk with that bastard myself, last time I saw was when he couldn't even talk.

Soon, I was standing behind the bar counter. Looking at Daniel from behind, his face was at the dance floor.

I see how nervous my dear Step-brother is, I asked, "Any drinks, Sir?"

He turned to me, he just declined, "No"

Poor baby, Mom told you not to drink?... ha!

Did she even know where are you?

I smirked asking, "Look here..."

Daniel turned to me, this time I saw him looking at my tattooed hands, then my face.

Intimated?

I asked, "How old are you?"

He got pale like I caught his throat.

Daniel stuttered, "Amm...18..."

I smirked looking down cleaning the glass, I said, "You don't look 18... neither your friends..." He looked at the boys on the dance floor.

I said, "Whatever... it's nothing to do with me... It's up to the boss."

Daniel turned to me, he said, "Boss is not here right?"

I smirked asking, "Are you afraid of getting kicked out?"

He lowered his gaze nervous, I smirked.

After few minutes, he said, "You look cool with those tattoo's... my Dad will not like if I have one...."

I lifted my sleeves, letting him see in amusement, let the pray think you are doing him a favor.

I said, "My Father was cool about tattoo's and more.... Cool guy"

Daniel said, "Was?.... Is he dead? or Missing?"

I looked this kid, asking about my father, this question from him only brought rage.

I looked at him stern, He said, "I know what it feels.... that's why I asked, don't mind."

I kept doing what I was, I said, "You don't... you said your father is alive right now...."

Daniel said, "My brother...." My hands stopped.

Daniel said, "My Older Brother is missing.... it's like he was never there... I know what is like to miss a family...."

It was never my family, it is just yours. Our Mother built a new family on my father's corpus.

I heard him sigh, he said, "I wish Brother Seth was here..." like he murmured to himself.

No, you don't. You just think Seth is your brother, but you are just step brother.

I asked, "What's your name?"

He stuttered, "M-m-marcus"

I internally laughed at this kid, I looked at him and said, "No one says their name like they are trying to come up with something...."

He then said truly, "Daniel..." I nod.

I gave him the soda can, saying, "It's on me.... I assume you don't drink alcohol yet..."

He just said, "Thanks"

Then he asked instead of shutting up, "What your name?"

I turned to him fixing my hair, "Morris" I didn't lie.

Vanessa's POV:

Sh*t!!!

Sh*t!!!

Shi*!!!

I ran in the mall being late, I have a meeting here, as I am searching for a new job!

I ran furiously till I reached there, I stood there for few seconds catching my breath. I hope this goes well.

I desperately need a new job!

30 minutes later,

I am quite sure they will call me back.

Maybe because I think I must get this job, the boss is female. So, I won't have a problem of being under boss's eyes. I can just hope.

I bumped into someone, I immediately heard him swearing, "F*cking blind!" He murmured it in anger.

I looked at the person trying to apologize, when I realized he the same person who forgot his wallet in café the other day.

I was filled with silence for few second, his handsome face, that jaw line, his long hairs shinning better than mine. He is quite muscular, and those tattoo's they make me uncomfortable.

Like most of the time guy with tattoo is bad guy in movies.

My subconscious scolded, 'Guy with tattoo's are not always bad...maybe he likes them!'

I said to the man, "Sorry... I was not looking..."

He just said, "Aren't you the girl from café?" But it didn't sound like asking, he as that smirk on his face.

Maybe I am just over thinking.

I said, "yea..."

I was about to walk away when he said, "Coffee?.... you helped that day, so how about coffee with me? I want to repay." Like he was announcing.

His every question is like order.

I said, "No... thanks... Don't mind but I don't have coffee with people I barely know or met... it's nothing personal, just girls thing..."

I walked out of there, why is my heart racing miles. I clearly saw him holding a bag in his hand, from popular clothing brand.

Maybe he shopping there, or he is following me. He can't follow me.

Come on Vanessa, maybe you were popular girl once, but not anymore. Your boyfriend just cheated on you, and ran to another women.

You are thinking too much.

I turned back to see the man walking away, then going into a watch store.

See, this Person was shopping.