Chapter 8- Time ticks

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Hi hello, guys, I'm not dead. I'm so so sorry for dragging this story for so long (3 years😂💀) and honestly, I got discouraged and unmotivated to finish it. But my friends really wanted to know the ending. I started writing this when I was like 15 now I'm 18 so obviously, my writing style might be a little different and I apologise for that.

ANYWAY BACK TO THE STORY!

"It's been a while England, I hope you treat me better this time." The tall figure sighed as he glanced over the beautiful scenery of Birmingham. His face gets painted with sorrow as he thinks of his beloved Olivia he lost.

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Her full lips were painted in a clad red shade which screamed sin. Her dark hair was now tied up in a perfect messy bun. She mindlessly tapped her feet as she was immersed in her thoughts. Her body was wrapped with a beautiful white two-piece professional suit which flattered her body shape. A beauty she was, a beautiful bloomed rose with petals delicate but that rose had sharp thorns.

Authors note: I'm sorry I died at that cliché rose analogy. 💀

"So let me get this straight, you lost approximately 10 years of your life and have zero recollection of our 6 years of on and off relationship."

I nodded, "that's right sweetie."
"Ugh don't sweetie me." She rolls her eyes as she sips her coffee.

Awkward

"Why did you want me here anyway? I mean you and I were an item during our school days but as time passed it became for show."

I scoffed, "Ironic, isn't it? Who knew one day the Damien Winston would be this pathetic right now."

"My memories are clouded, so are my emotions." I inhaled as I leaned closer to the table to take a sip of juice.

She raised an eyebrow, "Yeah and?"

"I don't know. I just wanted you to be here."

My answer doesn't seem to satisfy her as she squirms in her seat, visually annoyed.

"Forgive me with you conniving mind, I'm having a hard time believing that."

I smirked, "despite me being this vulnerable you don't seem to let your guard down, some old Esmeralda never trusting and always questioning things."

I felt a growing headache as I kept conversing with her but I ignored it.

"Can you blame me. I know I've always been one who loves putting myself before others. I must say I miss what we had."

She places her cup down and let her arm rest on the table next to it. She starts to rise from her seat, now both her palms are pressed against the table and brings herself closer to me and whispers, "I miss our lustful relationship, we had great chemistry physically."

Author's note: Ok y'all don't understand how much I struggled to write the above paragraph and honestly I still feel it's 💩.

I gulped and cleared my throat. "Miss Mendes, please calm down."

She rolled her eyes and reclined back into her seat and sighed letting her hair loose.

"Listen," she huffed, "I'm offering you this just once." She takes a deep breath in and maintains strong eye contact, "want to get back together for old time's sake?"

Her deep brown chocolate eyes are completely focused on my eyes as she starts to playfully rub her foot against my leg.

I smirk, "feisty as always aren't you?"

She shrugs, giving me a cheeky smile.

"I mean, think how dynamic we were back then in school but now we would be even more the power duo."

"That does pique my interest but-"

"Look think about it, I'm not in a hurry for an answer," she says as she glides a business card across the table.

I quirk my eyebrow.
"So you're in the modelling industry, huh?"

"Yup."

I nodded.

"Well with all that said I'm off, see you around Damien."

She gets and struts away her ass bouncing in perfect rhythm with each step she takes.

I bite my lip as I watch her go. She was quite the femme fatale.

Author's note: Same Damien same.

There are so many blanks right now I'm not sure what to do. I am overwhelmed. I sighed as rub my temples. This is a mess. Literally everyone is being weird why don't they just all come clean over what happened over these ten years.

"Knock! Knock!"

I look up and smiled

Olivia

"Yes?"

"Is this not a good time?"

"Oh no please come in and do your business I'll be going to my study."

"Something bothering you?"

I debated whether to tell her the truth.

"Yes, but I'll be fine soon hopefully."

She nodded as she turned around, "ok ladies please get those dirty cups cleaned and dust the furniture."
"Samantha come with me I need to show you how to..."

As you walk away Olivia's voice starts to become blurry. She really knew how to take care of every nick-nack of this ridiculously big mansion, that's quite impressive.

I slumped down into the chair behind my desk rubbing the back of my head. This headache is getting worst. I whimpered, resting my head on the desk.

"Hey," I look up.

"Have this," Olivia places a pill in my hand and places a glass of water on the table.

I swallow the pill, taking huge gulps of water. Then leaned back into my chair.

"Come on let's get you to bed." I nodded already feeling sleepy.

"Wooow careful," Olivia said as she supported wrapped her arm around my waist and throwing my arm over her shoulder supporting me.

"Come on let's go."

She brought me to my room pushed me on the bed, tucking me in. She sat on the side and started ruffling my hair.

"Go to sleep," she whispered as my eyelids got heavier and heavier.

I felt her lips on my forehead.

"Sweet dreams Damien," she said in a low voice as she leaves my side.

Author's note: :3 uwuwuwuwu

End of chapter
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