Chapter 8 Flirting

Jessica walked into her office feeling accomplished, she just had a meeting with a business partner and it all went well, "how was the interview" Damien asked and she smiled. "Can't you see the answer on my face" she replied and he shook his head, "the only thing I see on your face is your makeup" he smirked, she glared at him as she sat down, "you're much more annoying than I thought, you know, I still don't regret pouring that milk on your head" she voiced. "Oh really, since you brought the topic then let's talk about it" he was using his mocking tone again.

"About what" she kept glaring at him. "About our date of course" he replied and she shook her head, "do you hear yourself, you called me a gold digger and now you want to go in a date" she said and he looked up at her the teasing smile disappeared, and she thought it was scary, he was about to walk up to her when Jane entered, "Miss Cruz, the chief adviser would like to see you" she informed Jessica and left, Jess quickly stood up and ran to meet aunt Rita, "thank goodness, am saved" she knew she could never win an argument with Damien.

At Lunch Break

Jessica stood in line waiting to collect her food, she was anxious as Damien was behind her, she noticed some girls who sat beside the serving table talking about her, she didn't want to listen as she never cared what others thought about her, but she could hear them loudly so she decided to listen, "that's her, Jessica Cruz" on of the girl with short hair said and the others nod. "She pretty though" another said and Jess smiled. "Huh" the short haired girl scoffed. "What's the use of being pretty when you only bring bad luck" she continued and the others were confused, "what is that supposed to mean" they asked. "Oh you haven't heard ,I learnt from a trusted source that she caused the death of her parents and her sister was kidnapped because of her, rumor has it that she carries bad luck wherever she goes" the girl spoke while the others hissed, "those are just superstitious believe" one said, "I pity her though, I can't believe someone came up with that stupid believe" another said, meanwhile Jessica had heard enough she wanted them to stop so she walked up to them, Damien who stood behind her had also heard their discussion, he thought she was going to slap or insult them but her action shocked him. "Hi, where you girls talking about me" she asked them and they nodded. "Yeah, I was talking about how much I love and respect you" the short haired girl spoke and Jessica smile. "Thanks" she kept smiling but her eyes were swollen with tears, she dropped the food tray and left the line. Damien was also mad he walked up to them, "Young Master Quinn" the short haired girl squeal. "Do I know you" he asked and she shook her head, "not sure, but I've heard of you, you're more handsome than they described" she stretched out her hand for a hand shake, Damien just ignored her hand, "am not here to shake, I couldn't help but heard you talking about my girlfriend, so I wanted to warn you, I hate people who can't mind their business, and what was that you said, she carries bad luck" he scoffed, "the only bad luck I see around here is in you" he mocked her and walked away, she just stared with her mouth opened.

Meanwhile Jessica entered the meeting room and sat at the end of the desk, tears were already falling from her eyes and she did nothing to stop them, she was only glad that the room was sound prove. "Mom, dad, did I really cause your death, I know I made a mistake but I was so young, how could they say such a thing, I carry bad luck wherever I go" she was talking to no one in particular, but unknown to her Damien was searching for her, he followed her cherry blossom scent and found her in the meeting room he opened the door to see her on the floor hugging her legs and crying but the moment she noticed someone, she cleaned her tears, "did you cry" Damien asked as he squat next to her, "no, I didn't, something entered my eyes" she denied and he shook his head, "I could hear your voice from the stairs" he said and she looked up at him. "I cried so what, are you going to say am weak because I cried" she was furious, but Damien shook his head as he raised her face to look up at him, "who says you're weak, I was behind you Jessica, I heard everything and I saw you go meet them, I thought you were gonna shout or yell but you smiled at them and that's the definition of strong to me, not showing other your weakness but your strength, they may think you're bad luck but you're strong to me" he wiped the tears off her eyes and cheeks. "Did you just compliment me" Jess asked smiling and he nodded, there was no mocking or teasing tone and she felt safe with him. "The truth is that am scared, what if I make a mistake, it will just prove how much of a bad luck I am" she said still looking at him. "You don't have to worry about your performance, as long as am your tutor, you'll do great" he answered her and she laughed. "Your just praising yourself" she commented her thought and he tint his head, "why?, Should I praise you instead" he didn't wait for her to reply and comment, "you're so beautiful when you cry I felt like kissing you" he said and she blushed, "you're such a flirt, am sure you say that to other girls" she voiced and he shook his head, "I only say that to the girl I find amazing and that's you" he replied and she was stunned, she could only stare at him until the door opened. "There you are Jess, I've been looking all over for you" aunt Rita said as she disrupted their moment.