I think this is more of a filler chapter compared to the other chapters I made. Although, I did have fun making this chapter and I hope you do too.
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Chapter IX - A Day With Damon
As I have told myself a thousand times before to tell Sky about my dream, a couple of weeks ago, I couldn’t do it. Its supposed to be an easy task when you tell someone about your dreams, then perhaps they can help you interpret what they mean.
Why, you may ask, I haven’t told him about it?
Well, its simply because I haven’t seen him since he fought with Damon from the last rehearsals on Wednesday. The boy have been absent for two days now, and I haven’t heard from him.
Today was Saturday and I’m going out on a date.
No, its not a date-date kind of thing where couples spend time with each other. Let’s just say, I’m hanging out for the sake of the play, and yes, I agreed to Damon’s proposal of us should spend time together so that we would be much comfortable with each other.
Damon said that I should be meeting him by the park around ten in the morning. I just arrived a couple of minutes before the rendezvous, when I saw a black motorcycle parked not just far from where I’m standing. The person riding it look towards my direction that made me step back a little.
What if that person is a serial killer?
Sure I can take care of that person because probably I could kick his sorry arse. If you guys want to know, I’m a black belter in taekwondo and karate. Since, I couldn’t have any sibling to protect me, I had to learn to protect myself. The only problem would be I couldn’t do it properly especially I’m wearing a dress.
“I knew I should have just worn some jeans or shorts,” I muttered to myself before I prepared myself for the intruder.
The person stopped midway before taking off the helmet revealing none other than Damon Ryder himself. I grumbled myself in irritation about being too paranoid. Perhaps, its because of what Sky told me that the Dark Cons are on the move and whoever was Sky’s accomplices were also consider a target for annihilation.
Where the hell is Sky anyways?!
“You look gorgeous babe,” Damon said as his eyes look up and down of my outfit. “Although, your position just might be a little off, don’t you think?” he smirked.
I sunk in what he meant when I realized that I was in my taekwondo position. Turning all red because of my unusual position, I hurriedly fixed myself back to my normal stance before saying, “That’s only normal for people to act when it comes to danger or threat,” I scoffed off.
He just laughed. “I’m no threat or danger, babe,” then he went close to me and drew his head closer to my ear and whispered, “Or at least, not yet.” He drew his head away from me with a devilish smile all over his face.
I just rolled my eyes at him before searching for something, when my eyes landed on his motor bike. I look at it for a moment when I realized something. I immediately look at Damon, who was grinning like he knew already what I’m about to say.
“You can’t possibly let me ride on t-that. . . MONSTER!” I said while pointing at the black motorcycle.
I thought I saw his face turned dark but maybe it was just my imagination. “Don’t you have a car?” I asked hopefully. Maybe he just rode his motorbike coming here while there is a car park just few distance away drove by his valet.
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