FATED BOND

Damien’s POV

I hadn’t seen Daisy since the night she slapped me and I was filled with nothing but remorse and guilt ever since the night. I felt it was necessary to ask for her forgiveness. When I got into the house, I went straight upstairs to her room.

“Your boyfriend….” I heard mom saying to her as she giggled.

“Boyfriend?” I demanded, entering the room fully. I was with a frown on my face. I wondered who the boyfriend was.

“Yes, her boyfriend”, mother said vehemently. “She’s going out with him tonight. Any problem with that?” Her arms were on her waist with her belly poking out.

“Nothing. I just came to ask for Daisy’s forgiveness. I’m sorry for whatever I must have done to offend you, Daisy. Find a place in your heart to forgive me.”

She nodded in response without uttering a word. I guess that was her way of saying my attention was not needed so I turned back to move out, without any further word or looking back.

I got to my room and slumped down on the bed.

“Hello, son”, dad came in.

“Dad.”

“How are you doing son?” I shrugged.

He smiled. “It’s ok. Everything will be fine. I got you a gift.”

“Gift? What’s that?”

“You’ve been indoor for some time now. It’s high time you go out and enjoy yourself. These women can be killjoys at times.”

“Dad?!” I groaned.

“What? That’s the truth. I hooked you up with someone and you’re meeting her tonight”, dad uttered with a smirk.

“Dad? I’m not interested please.”

“You would rather stay In here and let your mom come scold you? She said she was going to embarrass you in front of everyone today during dinner so I devised a way to get you out of here before she does that. But you don’t seem to appreciate my effort.” He stood up.

“Dad, I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m really in no mood for that.”

“I know. I did this on purpose so you can get away and enjoy your life for once. You are going through a tough time, I know and I understand. You need to figure out your feelings, I understand that too. I was once in your shoes, remember?”

I chuckled. “Thanks, dad”, I said and took the paper from him. It was a phone number and the address of a restaurant.”

“Call her when you get there. It’s a blind date.”

“Thanks, dad.”

“You are welcome som”, he hugged me and strolled out.

I gazed at the paper once again before dumping it on the bed and laying down on my bed. When I heard mom’s laughter from nowhere, I sprang up remembering dad’s words, and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the date.

I need something to take my mind off the trouble of the past few days. Dad is a lifesaver, I thought to myself.

****

l got to the restaurant after going through much trouble of locating the place. And I got there late. I was hoping my blind date will still be waiting patiently for me. I got down from the car and went into the place, looking around, when my eyes fell on a lady at the far end.

She was sitting alone with her head bent. She was the only one sitting alone so I guessed she was the one. I took long strides towards her and was about to introduce myself when she raised her head. I was surprised to see Daisy.

“Daisy?”

“Damien?” We both called at the same time. She seemed to be shocked to see me too.

“What a coincidence?” I sat across from her.

“What are you doing here?” Her voice was cold.

“Well, dad hooked me up with someone. He’s scared I might commit suicide”, I chuckled and looked at the paper in front of me to dial the number. Daisy’s phone rang and she picked it up. I heard her voice and my mouth dropped open.

“Are you Miss D?”

“Are you Mr. D?” We asked each other at the same time and before I knew it, she burst out laughing, shaking her head. I joined in too, finding what my parents did very funny. They purposely set us up on a blind date.

“I….” I didn’t even know what to say as we kept laughing. Daisy’s hands were covering her face as she laughed.

“Mom is a drama queen”, she finally dropped her hands.

“Indeed. Drama queen and drama king”, we laughed again and an awkward silence fell upon us.

“Well… Daisy, I hope I am forgiven?”

She shrugged. “Do I have a choice?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“It’s ok.”

“So are we cool?” She nodded.

“How did you do it?” I was unable to contain my curiosity.

“What?”

“The pregnancy. Going to Las Vegas. Meeting mom. Your plans of going to Oxford. I’m puzzled.”

“All my plans failed.” She announced and I realized the gravity of what had happened.

“I’m sorry”, I said feeling guilty for all that happened to her.

“When dad found out I was pregnant, he died. My stepmother called him on the phone to inform him of my pregnancy while he was driving. He had an attack which led him to his accident and subsequent death.”

“Oh My God!”

“Then, she sent me away from home. I came to Las Vegas to look for my aunt, the one in the house now whom we call Vanessa but I couldn’t find her in her house. Her neighbor told me she had relocated. So I had nowhere to go. I took a taxi without any destination in mind. Your mom was right beside me. Our car had an accident and the cabman died instantly. I lost consciousness. So your mother took me in and here I am”, she smiled but I saw the pain behind the smile.

“I’m so sorry, Daisy”, I was ashamed of myself. “I never knew all of this happened. I didn’t even know you were pregnant. A day after the graduation party, mom called me to come over to Las Vegas . She wanted me to go to China and school there so I could be close to my father. I went back to New York just to look for you. When I didn’t find you, I left for China.”

“It’s ok. I thought it was just a one-night stand like you said the other day.”

“Of course not”, I almost shouted. Then I lowered my voice. “That night means a lot to me. I couldn’t get you out of my mind. I tried to convince mom to let me come back home, just so I can try to find you again but she wouldn’t budge, so I gave up. I thought you would contact me too but you didn’t so I thought you’ve moved on too.”

“Move on?” She snorted. “How could I? I couldn’t. As much as I tried. I failed. I don’t know what happened to me, Damien. I didn’t find anyone attractive.”

“I’m sorry.”

We both kept silent. “So do you intend to go back to school?” I asked after a moment of silence.

“I’m in school. I’m in my third year.”

“Waw! That’s nice.”

“Your mom didn’t tell you I write too?”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes”, she beamed. “One of my books got accepted which explains why I was away during your arrival.”

“No wonder she adores you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Mom wanted me to learn the art of writing but I told her no. I felt it was meant for women, not men. She adores you because you are her daughter and you write.”

Oh, I’m glad!” She smiled.

“Me too.”

“It’s getting late. I think we should head back home now.” I suggested.

“Yeah”, she was reluctant, and I was too.

I helped her into the seat before going over to the driver’s seat. When I got in, memories of the night in the car four years ago came rushing and I looked away, feeling myself getting aroused. I ignited the car into action and drove home.

The ride home was a silent one. When we got in, everywhere was silent and I wondered where everyone was. I carried her up to the stairs and into her room. I turned to go out after dropping her on the bed when she held me back.

“I forgive you, Damien. Even if you don’t deserve it.”

“Believe me, I didn’t mean to hurt you, Daisy. Just let it go.”

“Ok”, she sat up on her bed.

“Goodnight, Daisy”, I said.

“Goodnight”, she answered without looking up. I got to the door and turned to look at her. She was also looking at me. I was filled with the memories of our nights together and before I knew it, I rushed back in and closed the door behind me. Her looks didn’t waver. I moved close to her and she stood up.

I hugged her. “I’m sorry.”

“Enough of the sorries. It’s ok”, she hugged me back. My heart was thumping wildly already as I stared at her beautiful body with her nipples poking at my hard chest. She released herself from the hug but my hand was still on her waist. I didn’t want to let go. I loved the feeling of having her back in my arms… after a long time. Four years felt like an eternity.

We just looked at each other until I summoned up the courage to move my lips closer to her and finally took it. She kissed me back with urgency and I realized there was an emission of pent-up longing between us as we stumbled to the bed and laughed like teenagers.

I took her lips back and did unthinkable things to her body, as I reminiscence on the nights, four years ago