Karate Kiss

Chapter 13 - It's early for me!

DAMIAN'S POV

'Not to trust anyone...' There is a foolishness in believing what others say to be true. Emotions tend to test our ideas and beliefs and the worst or best part is that we become fools or feel like fools for believing in people and their spoken words when we would not normally do so. The idea of hope and belief becomes so strong that it blocks all objectivity. Then one day everything changes, just like that, and the only notion we are left with is the question of whether or not what was said or done was true or was it all said to test our resolve and to test our boundaries. We are not only fools in our beliefs or believing but also in our actions and when in that state the lesson is hard to learn or even acknowledge.

We all have, or have had, people in our lives we think we know. People that we trust, that we put our faith in. People we've invested time and emotion into, who make us feel safe and comforted and cared for. These people are our lifelines and connections in a vast world of disinterest.

I think when people say they have 'trust issues' they're really speaking less about their trust in other's and more about the ways in which they have placed their trust in others. When someone close to you manifests into something you never thought possible, it makes you question everyone and everything. You question the things you once believed with conviction, you question the nature of human interaction and affection. You question whether trust is really even possible in this life because you've proven you can tragically misplace it. Perhaps you are the one who can't be trusted.

It's been a week and a half since the arrival of the doorstep letter, and I have kept to myself more than ever. I haven't spoken to anyone and rarely went to school just so I don't have to hear everyone asking 'what happened, are you okay, where were you?' and so on of that fake sympathy shit. I knew it would come from one person, the person who read the letter – Donut.

The only time I went outside was to karate class last night as we were doing bag work, and felt this is the only time to release all the tension with my punches. I felt the gazes coming from Xavier and Angel, and once she was about to come over but from the corner of my eye, Xavier held an arm out and whispered something. They didn't speak for the rest of the class. I knew Xavier would understand just by the look we gave each other at the beginning of the lesson. Bro code. Our sensei mentioned something about the tournament coming up in 2 weeks and a bit, but by all of my thoughts clouding my mind, I blurred it out. I can prepare for that later.

Next morning, I woke up to knocks on the front door, rapid knocks. I ignored it at first however it continued for a while, so after contemplating whether to continue ignoring it or rage at the person for waking me up, I went for the latter one. I grabbed the door handle pulling the front door open "What do you want?!"

A girl, roughly a couple of years older than me went silent as she stared at me. She was roughly around Angel's height, just a little bit shorter, had a timid built, long brown hair that gradually became blonde at the tips and such pale skin. She had a round face, big brown eyes and this innocent look that made me hold back to shout at her as she already couldn't speak up.

I thought I'd just break the silence. "Hello??" Can you hear me?

She zoned back in by shaking her head from her clouded thoughts "Oh! Erm...hi...Damian right? I'm Sophie, your mom's assistant let's say.... it's about th-the gift and her."

I sighed "Why did you come so early?!"

She frowned and looked at her watch "It's 1pm."

"It's early for me! Just come inside."

She walked in and looked around the house "nice house."

"Yeah no thanks to her" I leaned against a wall, crossing my arms. She froze and turned around. It looked as if she was about to say something but she paused and said something else "Why aren't you at school?"