DAMIEN POVI entered my car and drove off, heading straight to her house. I didn't know what I was going to do when I get there, but I was too mad to care. When I got to her address I was amazed at her house. I wondered how she could afford such a beautiful house. I stayed in the car and contemplated a bit whether what I was about to do was the right thing or not. When I realised I didn't give a fuck if it was right or not I stepped out of the car and headed towards the house. I pressed the door bell and then waited. I was patient enough for about a second before I was back to pressing the door bell again, this time harder. I stopped with the door bell when I heard footstep drawing closer to the door. The door rattled as it was being opened and then it opened and I looked up expecting to see Kamaria's face, but it wasn't. What the fuck is he doing here?! Was the the first thing that flashed through my mind when my eyes fell into his.“Where is she?” I demanded entering into his
KAMARIA POV Another wave of nostalgia shot through my chest as I stepped into the living room. It still smells like my mother's cookies. Her favourite comfort food. She loves to make them, especially on weekends. "Where is mum?" It was odd that she didn't come out to greet us when we arrived. Mum always goes where dad goes. "She is not around," dad didn't look at me when he spoke. I frowned. His response sounded vague. "Did she go to the market?" "No," he answered coldly but still wouldn't say where she went. I was about to probe but Thomas entrance with our bags cut me off. "Where should I take this Mr Paisley?" Dad turned to look at me. "I had no idea you were coming so I didn't prepare anything for you. Your daughter can take your old room, while you take the guest room, though it needs some cleaning." His voice though not accusing was still reserved, and I couldn't dodged this feeling that he is blaming me for something, maybe it is my guilty conscience talking. It is certa
KAMARIA POV He didn't answer and carried on like I didn't say anything. His silence was beginning to irritate me. "Why can't you just tell me where she is!" I yelled, did you two get a divorce? He scoffed as if it was a ridiculous idea. Which it is, because I know how much my parents love each other. "Then tell me, please dad." "She is dead." Everything inside me went still, like I have been drenched with a bucket of cold water. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak. Dead! My phone started ringing shattering the tensed shocking silence in the room. I was so frozen in my shock that I ignored the ringing phone, but it wouldn't stop ringing. "I think you should answer, might be something important." What is more important than my mother being dead. I did as he asked. Like a mindless zombie I raised the phone to ear after I picked. "Hello," my voice sounded hollow. "He was here," Reign spoke frantically into the phone breaking into my frozen state. I blinked severally to pull m
DAMIEN POV"Look I didn't tell you about Kamaria not because I wanted to hurt you, but because I wanted to wait until things were more certain before telling you. Things are already shaky between us, I didn't want to rock the boat further." I was being honest which reflected in my eyes as I head her stare straight on, searching her eyes for the agreement to my words that things aren't okay between us, and haven't been for a while. This time she was the one who couldn't keep my gaze for whatever reason. She looked away, her slender arms clutched around the sofa pillow like it is a life line. "I don't know what you are talking about, you lied to me and somehow you are trying to make it look as if it is my fault." she turned around and dropped her feet to the ground, her expression closed off. She stood up from the sofa and walked away leaving me a bit dazed and confused about her words, and the coldness in which it was delivered left me reeling. I recovered before she was totally ou
DAMIEN POVI take care of myself and my body right now is a work of art. Back to business. I needed to discuss about Kamaria's kid, my kid and what it means to us. "About the kid, my daughter," I started catching Lily's attention. "What about her?" She turned to face me, dropping the glass in her hand on the centre table, a serious unreadable expression on her face. Not good. I was about to answer when the door bell rang interrupting us. "I believe that is dinner," she said. "I will get it." I got up and made my way to the door. I opened it to a young fella wearing a baseball cap, and the usual teenager's mode of dressing. I collected our order and paid him, adding a little tip to his money. He was really grateful about it. I took the take out to the dinning and was soon joined by Lily who had gone to bring the plates. We settled down to eat and I allowed a few bites before returning to the initial topic, but before I could speak my phone started ringing, once again interru
KAMARIA POV I dashed out of the kitchen like it was on fire in search of my crying baby. I rounded to the door just in time to see father and Davina making their way to the door. "What happened?" I asked anxiously hurrying to Davina. I began to search her body for any injuries without waiting to hear the reason she was in tears. I was in mother mode. My heart was pounding like crazy, scared of what injury I was going to find. "She is not injured," Father's cold voice interrupted my frantic search. I immediately stopped, and then pulled back to regard my daughter with a puzzled frown. She had tears streaming down her eyes, and they looked a bit swollen. "Why are you crying baby?" She sniffed strongly, her slender frame rising heavily with her sniffles. She didn't answer, but continued to sniffle as if trying to bring her tears under control. "I told her that grandma was gone," dad said softly. I looked at him sharply and the only thing that stopped the harsh words that were r
KAMARIA POV He was right it was all my fault. I killed her. The guilt, the shame, the pain all wanted to drown me. My phone started to ring. I thought about ignoring it, but when I looked at the screen and saw Reign's name I reached out to answer it. "Hello," I said tearfully. "What is wrong, Kamz?" He immediately caught on that something was wrong. "Mother is dead and dad blames me for it," I cried into the phone, and then began to weep bitterly into the phone. "Can you come to the front yard." "What?" I paused my crying at his odd request. "Please." "I am coming," I said getting to my feet. "Don't hang up," he said quickly. I didn't. I made my way to the front yard with an air of confusion, and my face still bearing the mark of my tears. When I got to the front yard I froze at the sight that was waiting for me. DAMIEN POVWe need to talk, that was mother's last words to me when she called last night. Fuck that was the only words she said to me when she called, and now I
DAMIEN POV"So who is the dude outside?" I asked when I joined mum in the kitchen. The place looks so spotless like nothing happens there which I believe to be truth. Mother has never been maternal, and cooking is a chore she abhors, including every other household chores. Why would she bother when she had litany of servants doing it for her or she could just get a weekly cleaning service like she is doing now. "That is Mark," Mum stretched out a glass of Martini towards me. "I know his name mum," I said sarcastically taking the glass from her. I leaned against the kitchen counter. "Then that is all you need to know, the rest are unimportant," she dismissed. "Does he know that this isn't going anywhere, because he somehow thinks that whatever is going on between you two is serious and that got him thinking like he is my dad or something." Mum took a heavy load of the drink in her hand before responding. "Well he is mistaken. I have already met the best man I will ever meet, ever