Julie got the door but was nervous at first. She had thought it was Damien at first, until she had a last thought on *why Damien would be knocking before entering his room*. After she had opened the door, she spoke, "How may I help you?". "Hey, Julie", the person she least expected spoke.
She heaved a sigh of relief before replying,"Yeah, so how can I help you?", she answered briskly as she showed no particular interest in what he had to say. "Well, I'm going out with some friends, would you mind going with us or are you busy with something?", Taylor asked her calmly. "There's no need to ask, I won't be coming with you and your friends", Julie was straight forward in giving her response. "Don't you feel bored staying all by yourself in a room?, c'mon join us", he tried to persuade her. "I'll get back to you", she replied with disinterest and closed the door.
"What does he take me for?, a brat?", she said to herself. She walked to the bed, when this thought came to her head while she was holding her chin, *It's actually boring staying in here, it isn't bad going out, I won't have to spend a damn also, and if he's thinking of doing any cunning thing, ain't I a sly woman,myself?*. She finally agreed, "It's not bad, let me search for something nice I'll wear".
"Have a good rest, granny". "Alright dear", the old lady said as she gently closed her eyes. After watching her for a while, Damien stood up from the chair he was sitting on and left the room. He made sure he gently close the door behind him. That was when Diane came, She was dressed in a red sleeveless body con dress. "Hey!!", she said in euphoria.
Damien answered, "I'm not in the mood for any charade, Diane". He was about walking away, when Diane held unto his hand and said, "Please can you help me lace up my dress?". He took out his hand from hers, furiously. She turned her back while smirking and waiting for him to help her.
The steward of the house was passing by when all this was going on. Damien called him, "Steve come over here, Miss Diane needs a hand" and he walked away. The Steward came over to lend her a hand while blushing. Diane glared at him but he was so blinded in what he was about to do, that he couldn't see that the lady was shooting daggers at him. As he was about to hold the lace rope tie, Diane angrily scolded, "Don't you dare!!!, touch me with your filthy hands" and she walked away feeling so irritated.
"It's so nice that you're joining us, and your dress is really beautiful", Taylor complimented her. "Thanks", Julie replied being very brief. "Where are your friends?", she asked sounding so formal. "They are already in the car, I'm just waiting for Diane", He replied. "Wait!, is she also coming with us?". Julie was stunned but she managed to hide her reaction. "Well, here she comes", he said while Julie turned to see Diane, who was already approaching.
Diane walked towards them and she began to brag while flaunting her curves, "Don't stare too much, of course I know I'm beautiful, I got the dress from Paris, it's the very first design". "We didn't ask, sweetheart?", Julie was irritated but managed to sound sweet. "It's totally beautiful, you can come over my place sometimes, we got something better and soothing", Taylor said. "No thanks, I'm better off with my designers", she replied. "Okay ladies, let's get going", Taylor said as they turned to walk.
Diane made sure the two were behind her as she bodly walk like a catwalk model. Julie gave a blind eye to all this. She thought to herself, *If I knew this girl was coming over, I wouldn't have thought of going with him*.
There was a limousine waiting for them and his friends were already in. As they walked towards the limo, Julie asked Taylor, "You didn't tell us where we were going to?". "A friend of mine is having his birthday, so he's inviting us for an outing, we'll be going for shopping, first thing, then straight to the bar for a night club", he explained in details before they got into the limo.
Damien had just gotten into the room. Earlier, he had gone to the cemetery to visit his dead parents' burial ground. He hadn't gone there for years, that is since he left the house.
(Flashback)
"Mum!!!, Dad!!!!, where will we be going today?", little Damien said to his parents. "It's a surprise Damien, We can't tell you now", Emerald Carson spoke tenderly as she ruffled young Damien's hair. "Please tell me Dad, since mum isn't gonna tell me", he held unto his father. "You heard your Mum, junior Joseph", his father said to him. "Don't call me Junior Joseph, call me Damien, I can't bear your name, I have my name, dad", young Damien protest.