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The picture above is how I imagine Damien to look like...
This chapter is dedicated to angel raphael
"that's no way to talk to your father" the voice said
I bounced off the bed and opened the door to see the guy my mum got laid with.
He had the same shiny blonde hair I used to have, greying at the temples, baby blue eyes that I wanted to scratch out so badly and a tall muscular physique
I sized him up "what do you want"
"I want to talk to you" he said
"Out of my room, sucker" I said
"Angela, please" he said and came inside.
"Get out of here" I said
"I'm your father!" He said
"Yeah, that doesn't mean you can walk back into my life after rejecting me." I hissed
"I'm tryna make it up to you" he said
"Ouch...you started on the wrong footing...by getting laid with my mom" I smirked
" Angela!" He said
" It's Krishen "I hissed
" Just.." he was saying but I cut in
"did Mom ever mention that I have no respect for any man and piss me off, I can kick your sorry ass out of the room" I said
He began to laugh "you ?, Kick ass? Damn you're too funny" he said
I shoved him very hard that he stumbled and fell down. "And stay out!" I yelled, slamming the door.
I walked back to bed, trying hard to calm down.
My father just fucking walked back into my life
It was too hard to believe....
After all these years...
My phone rang and I saw it was Damien
"Hey" I said
There was silence at the other end
"Hello?" I said
"Something's wrong with that voice. Krish, are you okay?" He said
" Yeah, sure , I'm fine" I said a bit too hurriedly
" Are you sure?"he said
"Yeah" I said
"Okay...if you say so..."he said
"Soo....why d'ya call?" I said
"Umm... Carolina Herrera and teens vogue magazine wants us to model for them...our post caught their attention" he said "soo...meet me at Millicent park, ok?" He said
"Yeah...sure," I said
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We had a lot of fun, shooting for them. After shooting, we went through the comments on our Facebook page and we gave them more pics of us chilling at
Wendell's and then, marks and Spencer called us. We rushed over to that place, rolling our eyes with one word in our heads, modelling.
It was fun and we got lots of dings and calls... chilling with super models and wearing real bling, wow. It was all new to me but not to Damien because he was born with a silver spoon and could afford all these.
Oh la la..
By ten pm,we were at a party, chilling like pros...we met a lot of celebrities who wanted to know our inside story. It was quite embarrassing when the press asked us if we were dating and a the celebs were paying attention to our answer.
"Well....we are just best friends" I said, eyeing the camera and putting back my sunshades...
When there's no sun...irony.
"But do you two have any feelings for each other?" Maya LeVandi ,a popstar asked.
"Hmm...." We both said at the same time "jinx" we yelled and giggled
"Aww. What a cute couple" Cheryl Montego said
"We are not a couple" I yelled exasperatedly
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" It's quite late" Damien said looking at his golden christian dior wristwatch " after one" he said
" Hey...is that Christian Dior" I asked
"Sure is.." he said
"Oh..ok" I said
"Oh...I'm sorry..I forgot.." he said, and started taking the watch off
"Hey hey hey...no need it's ok" I said
"Are you sure...cuz my stuff ain't make you relax around me" he said
"Nahh...it's ok" I said
"Ok" he said
"Hmm...I'll be going now" I said
"Lemme drive you home" he said
" Thanks" I smiled, giving him a kiss at the corner of his mouth
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"Thanks for the ride" I smiled
"You're welcome" he said
I tapped his cheek and smiled "good night"
"One more thing" he said and kissed me on my cheek
"Get out" I laughed and went inside
Immidiately I went inside, my do called dad intercepted me.
"Where have you been young lady?" He said
"Stop being such an asshole amd leave me alone" I hissed
"Sorry...just tryna act like a parent" he said
"Whatever" I hissed
"Um...just wanted to let you know that your brother dropped by...to see you. We're having a get together tommorow" he said and climbed upstairs
Wait...
Lemme get this straight...
I HAVE A BROTHER???
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