As I walked to class I got unending stares from teachers. ‘Damien was going to be the end of me’ I thought to myself. I sat quietly through all my classes, still overwhelmed from what happened in the office.
After class I prepared my things to walk home.
“Mr Damien is waiting for you outside,” I turned to see Damien's chauffeur.
“You've got to be kidding me, not again,” I whined.
The chauffeur looked confused but just nodded and left. I walked behind him trying to avoid all the stares and mean glare I got.
“Damien, you need to stop this,” I said immediately as I got to his car.
“Get in baby,” he completely ignored what I said.
I looked like I was going to explode but had no choice but to get into the car.
“People are going to talk,” I whispered to him.
“Let them, I don't care,”
