Bombshell

Third Person POV

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"Thank you for making breakfast, Dr. Kisluve", Jeanette spoke, as she reached for the syrup. "Please, call me Ken", he finished making the last of breakfast as Lenè sat patiently waiting to eat with Dr.Kisluve. He finally finished cooking and grabbed two plates as he had already finished the food for the children . He sat next to Lenè only to get back up and grab her a bottle of water, she smiled and thanked him. He sat back down and ate a piece of his waffle. Damien walked into the dining room with Alice in the middle of breakfast, he sat down at the opposite side of Lenè and across from his sister he handed Samuel the box of unopened cigarettes . "Nice of you to show up late, Damien."

Damien looked up from his food and gave her a sharp glare before ignoring her. Damien had still felt Jeanette staring at him. "Well, how's the baby Alice?"

Alice looked at Damien then they spoke back and forth in Swedish, she finally replied to Jeanette in English "Good, baby does not kick yet though."

Jeanette smiled and responded in Swedish, she told Alice they knew how to speak the language and should be comfortable around them.

Damien then replied indirectly but to Alice "Don't be too comfortable around them."

Jeanette scoffed "She's shouldn't be comfortable around you, who knows how you're going to treat that kid?"

"Don't get me started Jeanette", he responded calmly.

She chuckled "No! I really want to know what the fuck happened to making her have an abortion, you can't even take care of any of your children, let alone Lenè."

He saw the look on Lenè's face and something in his consciousness snapped.

Damien stood up and threw his fork onto his plate "You of all people would know how to raise children, huh?"

Lenè could almost sense Damien's explosive outbursts before she could say anything Damien yelled at the the children to retreat into their rooms. Damien instructed Lenè to stay in her seat , Jeanette smiled as her husband squeezed her hand for support "I think we've been a far more loving family than you ever have for Lenè."

Damien quickly walked away and closed the door to his room, everyone had calmed down thinking Damien had left. He came back and threw a book on the table, shattering plates. He threw it right in front of Noah "I never lied to my daughter about her biological father and mother, but you Jeanette are a whole other level of sneaky."

Jeanette quickly closed the book in front of Noah "You're going too fucking far, Damien."

Noah looked up at Jeanette "What is he talking about… he's lying right?", he sounded distraught and confused.

Noah looking into his mothers face long enough was proof enough in itself. He looked upset, he then walked straight out the front door without a mask. Jeanette was held back by her husband, she cried for Noah but he was gone. She turned back and looked at Damien "Look at what you've done."

Damien chuckled "Oh, what I've done? I told him the truth, because all of those years I tried to protect you were in vain. Why? Because you're a whore.

Samuel stood up and yelled back at Damien "You have no right saying that."

"Oh yeah?", Damien responded.

"I had no fucking choice to sleep with our father, I was fucking seven years old when he made me do it, and I would use my body to protect all of you! But no, after all the years you spent hating me and calling me a whore you thought you had it worse than me."

Jeanette looked at him "You act like your the best Father-"

He continued and looked at Jeanette "I may not be a perfect Father, and Lenè knows it but I would never hurt her like he did to me."

Jeanette scoffed "Then by all means tell her what you told us or I will."

"Tell her what Jeanette Marie Kingsley? How I begged you to protect her from me when she was a child? How I begged you to help me and all you did was call me "sick" and all I ever did was help you."

Samuel crossed his arms and leaned against the wall "You never let me see her when she was a child, Damien."

Damien grabbed an empty glass and threw it beside his brother's head. "And I will never leave you alone with her, ever. I can control myself, Samuel, better than you can. I know you would touch her, you would hurt her worse than I could ever hurt her."

Lenè squeezed Kisluve's hand out of fear. Damien then shifted his focus back to Jeanette "But by all means Jeanette, tell her, I dare you."

He gave her the same crazed look his father had, she finally had a look of fear and obedience in her eyes.

Damien lost himself, he realized everything that came out of his mouth when it was already too late. Jeanette had ran to her room and Samuel stood to argue with Damien "You were always just like him, always."

Damien's chuckle sent chills down Samuel's spine " He was right about one thing. No matter what I would do for you, whether it be selling my body or my soul you would always hate me, for him loving me more than you, it didn't matter if it was negative attention, you wanted to be his whore more than I ever wanted to, so now you like control over women huh, you like blaming someone subconsciously and it so happens to be your mother?"

Samuel had tears in his eyes "Screw you, Damien."

He threw a punch but Damien caught it and broke his knuckles in one swift move. Alice sat and watched in horror. Samuel wiped his tears and walked back into his room.

Lenè quietly talked to Kisluve, she then stood up and sat at the piano that was placed in the living room. She quietly played it, Kisluve was amazed when she started playing "Für Elise". It so happened to be Damien and Dr. Kisluve's favorite piece of music. Damien wiped a single tear and sat down to listen to Lenè play. He was completely calm after she had finished playing that piece of music. Damien smiled at her "Of course, only you would still remember that piece of Beethoven I taught you when you were eight."

Lenè faced him with a slight smile "Ever since you told me it was your favorite song I remembered it just in case for situations like this."

She then stood up and headed to Dr.Kisluve, they appeared to be happy to be near each other. Damien stood there and as he stood there he realized he fell deeper in love with Lenè.