Dabby: I knew that Damien had already tried to explain what was going on between him and the cute girl that appeared before the gate, but I kind of found it hard to believe. Given his past relationships and history with girls, he probably wasn't the type to keep a girl that pretty as just his friend. The way she was looking at him and the manner in which she hugged him tightly, had me so disturbed till I made my way to the cafe. I knew that I said that I didn't want anything to do with Damien any longer, but it hurt to see him with another. 'Why was I so complicated? Why couldn't I just stick to one decision?' I was having an even worse day already because of Damien and his pretty friend. When I got to the cafe, there were few people sitting to eat, and the third shift for the evening was just starting. Mrs. Carr was behind the counter supervising every necessary activity herself, and I just greeted her with a casual smile because I was a little disappointed. I wanted to talk
Damien: When I heard Gina say those words, I was pissed because she clearly was messing up with me. It was glaring that she still had thoughts of the past thinking that she could come back after three years and a half, with an attempt to walk back into my life like the way she usually did, even before I eventually found out about Jasper. I loved her too much."Do I look like a joke to you?" I turned to ask the moment she uttered bizarre words from her mouth, and she was looking at me with a pouting face. The same one she usually did if I got angry at her in the past. "Now I see that you still seem to be stuck in the past, with a clear situation of mental and intelligence degradation," I scoffed disgustingly, "Know this, and know it for good. I have a girlfriend, whom I very much love now. Secondly, I must not see you anywhere near my house, or else I'm calling the cops. And if you would like to know the new version of Damien, ask around or even from your boyfriend," I warned her
Dabby: I didn't know if that was the right approach to meet Mum and ask her about it, but I think that was the best way that I could have handled it. What I asked Mrs. Carr about, seemed to have jogged up everything in my memory. I remembered almost everything that happened. Mum dropped me off one night at a huge building far from where we lived, and she said that she was coming back with food and drugs for us. I had been sick for days, and we had nothing good to eat for almost three days. I knew we had no money at all and had even been chased out of our house for rent, but I still believed her anyway. Hours passed and she didn't come back, I began to cry while still sitting at the spot where she told me to sit, and never stand up till she would come back. I think it was at the window of the room for the caregivers there, but they came out to check out what was going on with a wailing child at the back of their window. That was the end of it. I became one of the children in the
Damien: I was really confused after I saw the picture that I saw with Dabby, because the young guy in the picture looked like me. But I could not remember being in that kind of space going up. The next thing that crossed my mind was going to check, if I still had some other pictures I could check to confirm. The bad part of everything after I searched my entire room, was the fact that I didn't have anything related to my childhood or mum. I knew I used to have them hidden somewhere, because Dad never wanted to see anything that belonged to Mum after she left. He burnt everything that belonged to her from pictures, frames, clothes, shoes, and everything that she owned. I had struggled to save some pictures for myself before he was able to clear the rest, but it was not easy to move around with them because he always made us go on unannounced trips. I got some from Aunt Adele when I stayed with her in China for a while, and it was so hard trying to hide the fact that I was still
Dabby: "What if I were already falling in love with your husband's son, Mum?" I asked her after she demanded to know what I meant by my answers, and she gasped silently the moment she turned to look at me on hearing what my reply was. "What..what did you say, Dabby?" She asked me with a shaky voice, and my face was so impassive in its expression. "I might love Damien," I repeated what I had said before in a different manner, and she shakes her head in disbelief before turning to slap me hard on the face. And the imaginative slap from Mum, jolted me to my senses and reality instantly. "Am I not talking to someone? You seem to have spaced out," Mum's voice was louder this time, and I was taken aback as I turned to look at her confusedly with my right hand still on face. 'Thank goodness it was just an imagination.'"I seriously have no idea about what I am saying. I am just frustrated about everything that is all," my mouth went dry in anxiousness, as I turned away from her sight
Dabby: I felt hurt by the way Damien acted, especially with the fact that we just settled a misunderstanding minutes ago. But there was no way that I was going to give another chance for a fight. I returned to the kitchen to pack every plate that we used, and put off the lights in the living room before going to Damien's room. He didn't lock his room when I tried to open it, and he was sitting on his bed looking so sad."Damien. You don't want to talk about what is wrong with you? I am here to listen to what you have to say," I took my seat on the chair that faced his bed, while trying to get him to talk to me. He appeared sad and suddenly distressed, which made me feel bad too. He wasn't answering, and just remained in the position where he sat. He looked like he was thinking badly too, and wasn't ready to reply to my questions. I wasn't going to give up either. "Damien. Aren't you going to talk to me? Come on. Say something……." "Can you please go, Dabby? We'll talk tomorrow,"
Damien: Talking with Dabby was fun after we went to our room to change our clothes, and talking about Gina to her wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. She just continued to smile to hide her jealousy, but I could see right through her cute face and just chuckled. I froze when I read that I had been dropped out of games at the semi-finals, before shock finally coursed through my entire body and settled in my heart. I didn't feel good about it at all, because it was the first time that I was trying something in a while and got disappointed. I wanted to go to my room and be by myself till I felt better the way I usually did, but Dabby seemed to have noticed what was going on with me and demanded to know. It had never been my place to tell anyone about how I was feeling before, so I just dismissed her idea to share and went upstairs. It was unexpected for me to see her enter my room again to placate me, and I did see it as a disturbance even if she was trying to help. My fear of
Dabby: The new good relationship between me and Damien had been making me so happy, and it felt like we have been friends all this while. Chatting all night was so good that I didn't feel sleepy at all, and even the next morning was so great to wake up without feeling tired. The playful talks we had in the kitchen made cooking even more fun, and It felt like Damien was the only reason why I now found the Anderson's home nice. Going to school was even nicer because I got to scream all I like while singing, while Damien just vibed to the song and laughed incessantly. It was so crazy to know that we could ever get that close, and be in the same space fighting or hating one another. I hung out with Mason throughout school while talking and laughing like before, but it wasn't the same way that I went along with it without thinking about another thing. While we ate lunch together, I couldn't focus on everything because Damien was in my head. When he texted to meet up after school,