Incomparable

Chapter five

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Marline's P.O.V:

I couldn't understand him; he paid all this money just so he can talk to me, and try to advice me to leave this work. I don't get it. Why? why did he came to this place, why did he care to talk to me, why did he want to give me a ride home. WHY did he care?

'Wanting to be a friend' he said. He seemed nice enough. he had those beautiful, kind eyes, yet they held an arrogant look like all men, with a calculating look. a look of a leader, a detective, maybe a man that 's after solving puzzles . But he was really serious when talking to me, he was arguing with me, and his vein in his neck was throbbing. I questioned him over and over, why he cared and what's his business in it. All he said is that he wanted to be a friend.

 Could it really be that there is one man who doesn't see me as his toy? His sex slave? that he can see me more of a ….. Human.  Who needs a friend, and has a heart, and morels?

 My soul ignited with a flicker of hope, and maybe even happiness. Maybe this is the time where I should open up a bit. NO. I stopped myself from thinking those thoughts. Those thoughts were only for the people who didn't live like me with a gang and FBI after me, I can't open to anyone, I wouldn't. No one is trust worthy, No one.

Meanwhile when I was having those thoughts, I remembered that I don't even know his name! I had a conversation with him, argued with him, and had a drive home with him, and I didn't even ask his name! how more stupid can you get Marline? I said to myself.

"He could be a killer for god's sack" I said sarcastically. My eyes widened what if he is a gang member that is befriending me to kill me? Or worst the police? Or he could be no one. I don't know, but there is one thing that I am sure of it. I have to keep my eyes wide open. 

Damian's P.O.V:

The drive to Marline's home was uneventful. There was a silent in the car that wasn't understood. It was not a tensioned one, nor comfortable one, or even awkward one, it was simply undefined.

 The confusion in Marline's mind was evident on her face. There was a battle going inside. a battle of mind it is. She was confused, and she had the right to, with all that's happening in her life, I guess an act as mine was weird. And to try and believe that I was not going to harm her was going to take some time.

 Well I had to start my next mission in our so called friendship; at the end I wanted information from her. And in a world like this, that wasn't easy. And the next step will take weeks, if not months.

The next mission: gain her trust.

Marline's P.O.V:

I woke up 10 in the morning to do my usual routine on my weekend. Stretching on my bed, with the sun burning through my eyes, I lifted myself off the bed, and ordered my feet to take me to my drawer. searching through my clothes, I took one of my comfy bras and a matching underwear, and to complete the comforting mood I was in today( see as there is no work today) I grabbed a jeans, not a skiny one, and a white shirt with a blue hood on it, and my navy blue converse.

 Entering the shower, I took a warm bath to cool my nerves. While the water was massaging my aching body, I couldn't help thinking of what a strange encounter with this man last night was, and what a stupid mind I had for not knowing who he was before accepting his offer to drive me home. But I promise myself not to repeat this mistake again. Ever.