Morningstar

Chapter 12: He Likes Wrestling

Damiens POV

Cerberus lingered by Bella's side as she walked around the kitchen making breakfast. She was heavy in thought and managed to burn two pancakes.

I walked over and poured two glasses of orange juice and made grandfather a healthy shake with all the pills inside so he wouldn't get all antsy about taking them.

She broke the silence when she made the first plate, "I think I've got a job. I went out early this morning to find one." She said glancing at me before she made the second plate.

What was I supposed to say? Congratulations? She's not giving me a chance here.

I nodded, "Does it pay good?" I asked her while she made the third plate. She gave a nod back, "Pretty good actually." She replied turning a bit red.

Hm, "Where at?" I asked watching her stare at the third plate while she sprinkled cheese over the eggs, "Angels" she answered softly.

Angels....the "Strip club?" I watched her look me over, "I decided prostitution and escorting wasn't really for me." She replied placing the two plates on the table while I grabbed the third putting it down on the table.

She...she's going to work at a strip club...well I guess it's about time that place had a babe worthy of their name.

I refrained from sighing or saying anything that would anger her, "When do you start?" I went with the safest question.

Bella eyed the clock, "Tonight. I have to be there at eight." She looked down at the plate while Grandfather walked in. "Goodmorning kiddo's." He said sitting down beside Bella.

She cut his pancakes into small bites, "I heard someone mention Angels." He widened his eyes with amusement and excitement.

Meanwhile Bella was staring wide eyed and a bit horrified but smiled. "Uh yeah." She replied before handing him his plate.

I sat across from them and thanked Bella for the breakfast while she nodded.

"I got a job there." She said staring over at Grandfather while he laughed, "Your grandmother worked there when they first opened!" He said to me excited.

Wonderful, I shouldn't be surprised honestly.

Grandfather sat back reminiscing, "She was a spitfire, absolute spitfire." He said grinning before looking over at Bella.

She starts tonight huh?

"Your optometrist said your appointment is at twelve so we should eat and then get going." Bella said to Grandfather who nodded to her, "My eyes are fine, except this one gets foggy sometimes." He said pointing to one eye.

She nodded, "We're going to make sure it doesn't get foggy anymore." She replied biting into her bacon.

I have to force myself not to get lost staring at her.

"Your birthdays this weekend. Seventieth birthday, who do you want to invite?" I asked him while he smiled excited, "All the chess guys. And my yoga group. Those girls-they're..." he grinned and licked his lips.

Bella laughed softly and looked to her food taking a bacon and holding out to Cerberus who took it gently and happily.

Hotdog didn't care too much for food, I think he's just too old. All he does is lay in his little bed and follow grandfather out to the front of the house occasionally to piss on the front lawn. Hotdog pisses on the front lawn, not him.