Lonely Raelle

Chapter Nine.

Your POV.

I hate him.

All it took was for you to see him again. All the anger you had stored up threatened to spill out. But you had promised yourself that you would speak and act with a clear mind. So you couldn't stab him in the eye even though you badly wanted to.

"R-Raelle?" He stammered.

You forced a smile.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Um...I don't know if this rings a bell..." You started "I'm here to claim the body of my father"

His expression completely changed.

"Oh"

"Yeah" You said.

"You came alone?"

"Chase insisted on staying in the car. But if you want to see him, I could get him.." You made a move to turn around then stopped "but I don't think he wants to see you. The same way I don't"

He fell silent.

"Raelle I-"

"I saw your letter" You scoffed "Who knew a human being can lie like that?" I looked him in the eye "You are a really good liar Chandler-oh, I mean Damien"

He stiffed in his seat.

"How did you-" He started.

"Answer my question first. Wasn't it confusing.....answering to two names?" You smirked.

He rose from his seat.

"I think we should have this conversation in private" He said to you although looking everywhere else but at you "Let's go to my office"

"Lead the way" You try to mask the disgust in your tone.

He turned around and walked past the rest of the tables and officers, and down a hallway. You were following close behind him and almost hit his back when he adruptly stopped in front of a door. He opened it and walked in. You studied what was written on the door before entering after him. He was already seated when you reached the table.

"Vice Chief?" You said when you took a seat at the other side of his table "Isn't that title to big for a twenty~one year old?"

"What do you want from me Raelle?" He asked, slightly pissed.

"What do I want from you?" You asked dramatically. "I want a fucking explanation!"

"You already know everything-"

"I want to hear it from you, Chandler"

"Damien" He corrected.

"I'm sorry for the mix~up" You feigned an apology. "An idiot told me his name was Chandler. And by 'idiot', I mean you."

He sighed.

"I don't have all day Vice Chief Damien."

"I'm a police officer-"

"No kidding." You cut in. "I want you to explain why you lied to me, and why you played with my heart."

He looked away from you. "I can't explain that."

You nodded. "Then can you tell me why you snuck into my home like a fucking rat, and gained our trust?"

He was silent.

"Oh, no explanation for that too? Then why don't you tell me why you helped those bastards kill my dad?!"

"Your dad was a criminal, Raelle!" He finally said "I had to kill him. I owed it to my country"