REISS

21. The Wound

Where the fuck was Damien?

I have been trying to catch him at his mansion for the past five days now but I failed. I didn't even catch a glimpse of him for the past five... fucking five days.

Is he a ninja or something because honestly, I haven't seen him coming home or leaving for work since a week. I don't even know if he comes home or just stays in his office. 

Well, how else do you expect him to act when you pushed him like that?

How would you feel if he pushed you like that?

Yeah. That was so true.

If someone were to ever treat me like that, I would never want to face them again. More like never want anything to do with them.

Urgh! Great Loviana. You just keep ruining everything. How are you even going to survive in this world girl?

I need to talk to him. The more we don't talk. The more we will drift apart. I don't want that. Do I ? Atleast not till I'm working here.

I immediately hopped off the kitchen bar stool and ran upstairs taking two stairs at a time. I panted heavily out of my breath.

I should work out a little. My physical health won't even let me climb upstairs in a hurry.

I reached to Dan's room to tell him that I was going to Damien's office to meet him. I strided towards Dan's room. But when I reached near his door, I remembered he was out in the garden, painting something.

Where is your mind at?

But then I heard the thud in Dan's room.

Was he back?

Maybe I didn't notice that too. So I slowly walked towards his door which was slightly ajar. I heard a feminine laugh. An evil shrill one .More like a psychotic one. I peeked through the slightly ajar door and the scene infront of me cringed me with disgust. I wanted to throw up. But I swallowed my disgust and focused my eyes to see if all that was real.

One of the maids was sniffing what I suppose was Dan's boxer. I knew it was a boxer from the brand name and also since she had another one in her other hand.

Jesus.

I wanted to puke.

She then, turned around and I saw her face. She seemed to be a new maid. They should really check who they are recruiting. I decided to step in the room to confront her. I wasn't in any place to do so but knowing Dan already had a stalker— oh wait. What if she is the stalker?

Who else could it be? Wait, hold on. Dan described her to me. She had blonde hair, brown freckles, dark brown eyes, a mole near her upper lip. She had a oval face. Shit. I should have asked him to show me a picture of her.

What do I do now? I could call the cops but I don't know for sure if she is that stalker.

Maybe I should try talking. And if I find even the slightest of a hint, I will call them.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. She froze as soon as she saw my figure standing in the doorway. She, then lowered her hand holding the boxers and dropped them on the ground. Her eyes literally popped out of her socket but then they sent me a glare as if I was caught sniffing someone's boxers..

"What do you think are you doing?" I asked her in a stern tone.

She just stood there glaring at me. When I was about to question her again. A creepy smiles tugged up at the corner of her lips. It made my skin crawl. Then she bent down at her side and lifted her leg to take something out of her sock. I could sense it was something to harm me so I spun on my heels and barged towards the door when she leapt over me and both of us fell to the ground. She fell holding my lower half and I heard a metal something fall with a clunk on the ground. I groaned at the pain of my torso and knees hitting the ground but when I heard the the metal weapon clunk on the ground I froze with fear. I titled my head to the side to look at her. But before I could see her I saw a kitchen knife fallen at a distance from her. I found her face twisted with pain but she was quick to recover and she crawled towards the knife. I quickly rose to my feet and rushed towards the door in panic.