Chasing Rain ✓

Angel On Bed

We all made mistakes and the life is always about a second chance because we have just one life.

-Damien

DAMIEN POV

I looked at the girl sitting next to me on the passenger seat. Her platinum blonde hair were sticking on her face at weird angles. Rare colour of hair I must add. If I have forgotten her face or those haunting blue eyes then I should be lying. A part of me hated seeing tears in her doe eyes. But I am the beast for a reason.

Her petite figure was trembling. Her eyes were closed as she was continuously murmuring something.

If she is so worried about her daughter then why like a slut is she behind me.

I never meant to slap her that day but I couldn't stop myself. I was beyond enraged when she said the word that he used for me. So I lost it. Family has always been a sensitive topic to me.

Though it looked like she was not lying but I could have not been sure.

I always remember the women I spent my night with but I couldn't remember her face.

I don't know why I agreed to come with her in the first place and most importantly I wiped her tears. I shouldn't have done that.

But there is something in me that wants me to meet that girl. But I won't ever tell her that.

"What's the name of that bastard?", I asked her.

The word bastard left a bitter taste on my mouth. What if she was my daughter?

No, this is impossible. Even the demons hate me. They can't bless me with an angel.

"Please, don't call her a bastard. She is my daughter. ", her angelic voice defended her daughter. I choked the chuckle that was threatening to leave my throat.

"Sure slut.", I said sarcastically.

She didn't answer the simple question I asked and just continued fidgeting with the hem of dress. She was scared but why didn't her fear sit well with me?

"I asked you a question, slut.", I raised my voice.

She flinched as I raised my voice. I smirked. Scared much! I could see the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. But seeing her shaking soon made guilt enter my body.

Guilt

Such a foreign feeling. I never felt it before.

"Amber.", she said in a small voice.

Amber, nice name. Quite opposite to her mother's name. As much as she cries the name Rain suits her actually. But again its not like I gave her a reason to smile.

Suddenly the ringer of her phone rang. I peeked to see the caller was someone named Sam. Who was he, her boyfriend or worst husband. Just thinking about it something ignited in my body. This thought of her being with someone else was disturbing.

I don't know why I was even thinking about such things. This wan was messing with my head. I need to get done with it quickly.

She picked up the phone.

"Hello.", she said softly.

Whatever the man said to her made her smile. Jesus! Her smile is so beautiful. She had never smiled in front of me, well not like I gave her a reason but still someone else specially a man making her smile made knots tying in my stomach. I was having this feeling.