BENEATH HIS MASK

CHAPTER 18

this chapter is dedited to DamnHaroldStyles . picture of Damien on top ;) finally right. a really special thanks to tuhinachatterjee. I am really sorry for the late update especially to shinnycrystal. if you like this chapter then please vote and comment. your feed back means a lot to me :)

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They say that man is the maker of his own destiny. This would mean that we are in full control of who we are and how we decide to live our lives. I made my descision a long time ago about how i wanted to live my life and who i wanted to be. I wanted to be strong. I wanted to be the one in control of situations. I wanted to be the one whom people would think twice before raising a question against me. i wanted to be feared. I thought that being feared would prove that i am everything that i wanted to be. But what if there was more to the situation? What if i am more than the person i sought out to be even though i don't want to be?

This morning, when i woke up and looked at my reflection, i wondered if this is what i truly am. I have been doing this since i met Rebecca Jones. I knew the moment i met her that she would hold my attention but i had no idea it would be for so long. I have always felt drawn to her and i have finally realised why. I had met my match. I was always curious about her. i never met someone so straight forward in my entire life. She is strong but she is not up front about it unless the situation demanded it. She doesn't need to be feared to show that she is strong because anyone with a normal set of intelligence can make out that she is. At first i wanted her to fear me like the rest of them and when i ealsied that i couldn't i took the step of contacting a board member and desolving her residency in the dorm but she seemed unfazed by even that. The more she stood up to me, the more i realised that i like having someone around who would challange me. it braught a pace of change to the otherwise monotonous istuation where everyone else sucked up to me even the ones who despised me. that is why when i learned that liam had bribed someone to try to get her expelled, i knew i had to intervene. But all that guy had managed to do was frame her for cheating which wouldn't be enough to get her expelled but would be enough to loose her scholarship. And if she lost her scholarship, i don't know if she could afford the fees by herself and maybe she would have left the college so i stepped in. i am sure the principal wasn't thrilled given the phone call she made to my brother telling that the next time i interfear and declare my thoughts and barge in her office, i am to give her a heads up. technically, she was supposed to punish me but as the brother of a trustee, no one really had the guts. And while my brother was supposed to be mad, he was surprised that i compromised my reputation to look out for someone else's best interests and urged me to introduce me to the said person. It was funny how a year went by so quick. Spring break was almost over and there was just a month left. Rebecca would be a sophomore and i would be a graduate soon. Once college reopened, i didn't know when i would see her again. To think i was worried about something as trivial as that! I must be going crazy.

I looked down at the grave stone of the man who was responsible for the way i am. It is a huge and grand grave stone that easily stood out from the rest in this cemetery but ironically not that grand at all. there were no flowers indicating that there were no visitors. Ultimately he died the way he lived, tall, proud and alone. He was not missed and it was evidently shown.

I stood by his grave site, not knowing how long. I don't even know why i came here. i was never fond of the man. He was nothing to me. but he still effected me more than i would like to admit. It was clear that i remembered him but not in a way the dead would want to be remembered. The once most influencial man of the corporate world is now nothing more than dust and bones in the earth forgotten by everyone and considered by none.