"Oh, wow. That was intense." Piper muttered after Sasha left the office angrily. "That's why I don't do relationships, there's always drama here and there." "Please, shut up." Damson snapped at her. "Hey, don't pour out your anger on me. I'm not your girlfriend and no one asked you to be fucking around." I didn't have sex with Sabrina and can you please just keep your mouth shut? I'm not in a very good mood, don't make it worse." "Whatever." Piper said, rolling her eyes. "You didn't tell me she was your girlfriend. If you had, I would have asked the question in another way but you seemed okay with her around, that's why I didn't bother.""Forget about it, officer. It's not like I knew the type of questions to expect but it's okay, you can continue with your questions." "Isn't this the part where you're supposed to run after her." Piper said, shaking her head. "You're the worst boyfriend of the year." Damson took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Can you just continue
"Why are you acting funny, Luke? Why exactly would you not want to follow us to the police station tomorrow?" "I don't think I have to explain to you. I just don't want to go, I'm not interested in going anywhere." "But we were asked to show up. This is not just any matter. It involves the police and to clear my name, everyone in this room has to show up!" Damson yelled. "I have exams to prepare for, I don't have the time to follow you and there's nothing you can do about it. I don't care if you want to clear your name or not. Just own up to the fact that you stole the bag." "Luke! Watch what you say." Fred scolded. How could you say such a thing? You know Damson isn't a thief." "Oh please. Don't act like you've not been bothered about how he has been behaving these past few months. We were both even talking about how we were getting suspicious of him." "Remember the time we both saw him get into the luxurious car with that old man bowing to him? Isn't that something to get susp
Damson couldn't sleep the entire night, he kept tossing and turning on the bed. He couldn't stop thinking and worrying about how Luke had acted. He was shocked to get such a reaction from him and he couldn't help but wonder if he knew something about the bag being in the room or if he was actually the thief. What could have made him consider it? Why did he do it?Damson shook his head vigorously, he didn't want to think of that happening because he doesn't know how he'd react if it ends up being Luke that actually stole the bag. After some hours of turning and thinking, he soon fell asleep. The next morning, he jumped out of bed, looking around to see if everyone was still in the room. He was worried that they might have changed their mind on going with him to the police station. He wasn't ready to have another argument trying to convince anyone. "You took your sweet time waking up. I couldn't sleep well because I was too excited. I really want to find out who the thief is but low
Everyone kept quiet for a while before Caleb broke the silence. "Ah! I knew it. I could already tell that it was Damson. He must have thought the camera wasn't working. Thank God you found out about it and watched the footage." Damson ignored Caleb, not paying attention to him. Instead, he was paying attention to Luke who had beads of sweat forming on his head. He was also shaking his legs and biting his nails. All of a sudden, he jumped up, startling everyone. "I need to go, I'm not comfortable here. I just remembered there's also something I need to do." He said, his hands shaking but he quickly shoved them into his pockets. "I'm sorry, Luke but you can’t leave yet. I'm still talking and I'm not done." The police officer said, folding his arms. "I can't stay here any longer and I have a right not to. This is…just…just a random questioning and you can't force me to stay here." Luke saud, stuttering. "Why are you acting jittery? It's really cold here but you're sweating. Is anyt
"Why shouldn't I mention his name? Everyone is eager to find out who the real thief is and I'm also ready to let them know who the person is." Piper said, folding her arms."I know that, but please don't tell anyone it's Luke. Just explain to them that you'd rather not tell them who the real thief is. They really don't have to know exactly who did it."They won't believe me, anyone would think I'm just trying to cover up for you. If I have nothing to show or tell about the real thief, they'll automatically think it's you and I don't think you should be okay with that." "You don't have to worry about that. To be honest, I don't really care about what anyone thinks of me as long as you don't tell them that Luke was the person that stole your bag." "Why are you doing this for him? He doesn't deserve it. I can't believe you're about to get your name soiled for someone who isn't worth it. You should think about saving yourself." "Do you think he didn't actually see the videos and pictur
The days passed by in a blur, everyone was reading and writing exams. Damson had been staying in the dorm more, reading and bonding with Luke and Fred. They read together, went to the exam hall together, sat together and went to prepare for the next exam together. It was as if the incident that happened made them closer. It was the final day of their exams and they were preparing to leave the hostel when Damon asked if anyone had seen his ID card. "You were holding it yesterday. How come you can't find it?" Luke asked. "I really don't know. I might have dropped it somewhere but I don't know where." Damson replied, searching his wardrobe. "This is very wrong timing." Fred said, checking Damson's bag. "You have to find your ID card or else you won't be able to write your exam." "Did I not bring it back into the room with me? I've searched everywhere I can in this room but I can't find it. Where else can it be!?" Damson said, running his hand through his hair in frustration. Fre
Exams were finally over and everyone started to look forward to the party. They called it the party of the session and people couldn't wait for the day to come. Damson was on his bed, staring at his phone when Luke came to snatch it from him. "I've been talking to you for a while now but you aren't responding. Instead, you've just been staring at your phone. Are you good?" "What were you saying?" Damson said, sitting up and collecting his phone back. "I was lost in thoughts." "I was asking if you'd go to the party. I heard that there would be a lot of girls." Luke said, wiggling his eyebrows. "I'm not sure yet if I want to go, but let's see, I might change my mind." "You have to go, you can't bail out on me like Fred did. He won't be attending the party because he has to go to his grandmother's birthday party." "I can't go to the party alone, you have to come with me and that's final. I don't care about whatever it is you have to say." Luke said, before leaving. Damson sighed
Damson hummed a tune as he arranged his clothes in his wardrobe, folding them neatly and making sure that they weren't crumpled. He smiled satisfiedly as he finished. "You seem to be in a good mood today, what is going on? Did something good happen?" Luke asked, smiling. "Do you really have to ask? It's very obvious." Fred said, rolling his eyes. "You should know the only reason why he's smiling like that is because of a particular girl." "What girl? There's a girl in his life now or you're joking. Don't play with me this morning." "Have you been living under a rock? I can't believe you haven't heard anything yet." "Heard what? You guys are putting me in the dark. Ah, now I get it. The both of you have started to keep things from me." Fred rolled his eyes." No one is hiding anything from you. I'm pretty sure almost everyone in the school knows about it already. When I found out about it too, I was very shocked. It seems so unreal." "Okay, you have to tell me exactly what you'