Chapter 8

Harper.

The door to their Rolls Royce opened and he slowly stepped out, his pair of black shiny shoes caught my eyes as he stepped out and slammed the door shut behind him, the other lady beside him pushed the door open also and stepped out of the car, I looked between the both of them, they were putting on Matching office wears, they had such a striking resemblance and I could tell right away that they were siblings.

Exchanging glances, they both made their way towards me and stood in front of their car also facing me , I looked into the Damon guy’s eyes and his eyes didn’t leave mine also, as if contemplating who would speak first.

“Enough with the games, you found us out, what are you going to do?!” The lady said, I relunctantly lifted my gaze from Damon and turned to look at her, I raised my brows at her dramatically tilting my heads to the side, I changed my posture and stood more upright,

“Why not let’s start with what you want from me?!” I whispered turning back to look at Damon, he stared at me calmly, slowly tucked his hands in his pocket and moved closer to me,

“Geraldine needs to pay for her crimes, join us,” he whispered, my brows dimmed in shock as I stared at him, so he was actually trying to use me to get to my mother?!, I equally took a step closer to him not breaking eye contact,

“Why would I want to team up with you to ruin my own mother!”

“Because deep down it’s what you want too!” He simply replied, I gently dropped my hands to my sides and stepped backwards, No! Why should I trust him, why should I trust her ?! Why should I trust anybody asides myself!, Yes, I might want to see mother and Michelle ruined just the exact same way they ruined my life, but I can do that without anybody’s help, I can perfectly do that on my own, I slowly turned to look at his sister where she stood, expecting a reply from me,

“Whatever it is you guys are selling, I’m not buying!” I snorted and with that I turned around, walked back to my car, got in and slammed it shut, Collin took that as a cue to start the car and drive away.

I gently rested my head on the head rest in the car, I stared onto the road in deep thoughts, Damon’s voice won’t stop ringing in my head, was this why he approached me in the past, this was his plan all along, he had been stalking me well before then to know that my mother mistreated me and deep down I actually loathed her, the image of him coming to me on that rainy night and offering me comfort kept running through my head, was that why he came to me that night?! To make me atleast think I had someone on my side, was that why he asked me to be bold enough to find my voice?! all was for his bigger plan?! Obviously if I hadn’t died that night, in my weakened state of mind I would have agreed to side with him, then I didn’t have a choice I would have taken anything, but now I do, and I choose to do this on my own!

I really need to know what issues they had with Mother that makes them want to ruin her so bad that they had the audacity to try and use one of her daughters in their plan.

“I have a friend who can help,” I suddenly heard Collin say, I slowly turned to look at him, my eyes dimmed in confusion.

“Help who?!”

“What you just said, she’s really good with hacking and finding out informations,” He said, I nodded slowly looking away from him as I turned to look out of the window, I didn’t realize I had said that out loud, the car suddenly came to an halt and I realized we were parked in front of my house.

I slowly turned to look at Collin and nodded gratefully, he turned off the engine and we both stepped out of the car, I rounded the car and stood in front of him, with a small bow he stretched out my keys to me.

“How about you become my personal assistant,” I asked, his eyes went wide and he propped forward immediately, his excitement was very evident,

“Really?!” He asked, I nodded firmly, my gaze firm and my face expressionless, he took my hands in his and raised it thanking me passionately.

“Go home and prepare, your job starts immediately tomorrow,” I said, gently took my hands from his as I turned around and walked into my apartment, few inches away from him, I paused and turned to look at him, Muttering a thank you, I turned around and walked up to my apartment.

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I raised a cracker biscuit to my mouth and bit into it staring intensely at my laptop, i typed what I was searching for and slammed my hands on the search key,

I gently picked up my glass of juice and took a sip out of it as I waiting for the search results,

-Do people get reincarnated to the past with materials from their future?!-

I scrolled through various blogs and people’s opinions on Quora digest as I tried to find an answer to feed my curiousity but none of them seemed to believe in reincarnation and travelling back to the past in the first place,

I clicked on a blog which finally seemed to believe in recarnation, but it just mainly talked about the spirit of the human being reincarnated inform of an animal or would be given a totally different body, I slammed my laptop close in anger, I’m fucking living my past again not as an animal , I’m living in my own body, is it too difficult to get an answer.

I have so many questions and the paramount one on my mind is what happens to me after the one year is done.

This is really annoying! I dipped my hands into my hair and ruffled it, I can’t even speak to anyone about it, no one would certainly understand,

I picked up my phone and stared at it, tomorrow would be Wednesday, I exhaled deeply as I pushed my chair backwards and stood up, Wednesday are particularly not my good days.

My phone began to ring, I looked down at it and it was a call from Novan, I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, anger suddenly coursing through my veins, shall I just restrict him from calling me, after a while my phone stopped ringing, just as I was about to drop it, it began to ring again, almost at the verge of throwing it away angrily I peeped into it and realized it was Michelle, I contemplated whether to pick it or not, and after a while I swiped on the receiver and picked it up.

“Hi sis,” Her voice came in soft and a little cheerful at the other end, I scoffed lightly, I just kept quiet to hear what she had to say,

“I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier, I was having a very bad day,” She said in her usual manipulating and calm voice, I shook my head slowly at her display, so sorry, that voice doesn’t work on me anymore.

I could see what she was driving at, trying to get me to do what she wanted forcefully didnt work and she was trying to use the means she thinks she would surely get me with, too bad.

“Sis, I ..”

“Michelle!” I called firmly cutting her off from whatever it is she had to say.

“I believe I didn’t stutter when I said, things have changed!” I replied, I removed the phone from my ear and ended the call immediately, I have better things to deal with at the moment, I heard thunder rumblings, I gently dropped my phone on the table and walked to the mirror, I pulled the curtain open to see that rain was falling heavily, My mind unintentionally flipped back to how Damon helped me under the rain in my past life, I slowly turned to the corner of my room where I placed the umbrella.

Damon Gilbert Brown! There’s clearly more to you than the eyes meet!.

GERALDINE.

“I believe I didn’t stutter when I said things have changed!”

Michelle’s phone beeped continuously signalling that she had ended the call, Darn this Harper girl!

Michelle slammed her phone down on her bed, her frustration evident in the sharp, angry gesture. Her breath came out in short, heated bursts as she paced her room her hands on her waist,

“How could she just hang up on me like that?” Michelle fumed,

I gently stood up from where I was seated and walked up to her, my flipflops making small slapping sound against the tiles, despite the hot and rumbling rage I felt on the inside, I remained calm and composed.

"Michelle," I said softly, my tone gentle and reassuring, I lifted my hands and placed it on her shoulder holding her in place and preventing her from pacing the room,

“You’ll bore a hole in the floor at this rate,” I whispered, she scoffed removing my hands from her shoulders,

“This is not even funny Mom, She’s taking my office! Why did you let her have her way?! You should have given her something else! My office is the best in that building! It was built specially for me, I can’t cope in any other place!” She ranted angrily I gently raised my hands and held her chin up,

“Have I ever disappointed you before?!” I asked my voice barely above a whisper but very firm,

She looked into my eyes, her eyes still ablaze with anger.

“But Mom, she's taking over everything! My office, my space... everything!"

"Listen to me, my dear," I began calmly,

“We need to make her feel important, give her what she wants, it won’t last for long, you’ll get your office back before you know it!”

“I have no idea what has gotten into her but what I’m sure of is that I won’t let her ruin our plans,”

“BM project would be yours to work on and this company would be all yours too!” I said gently lifting my hands to her hair and patted it slowly, Michelle exhaled slowly, as her anger dissipated.

“So calm down sweetheart, sacrifice your office just for a very few months,” I said and she nodded slowly.

“Go in now, have a shower, change into more comfortable clothes and come down for dinner,” I said to her as I gave her hair one last stroke and withdrew my hands, she nodded slightly as she turned around and walked away.

I exhaled deeply as I exited her room, I exhaled heavily as I shut the door tightly behind me.

Harper, War you want?! War I’ll give you!