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Chapter 12 : The Odd Couple
Kilgrave quickly made his facial expression to read as concerned and curious, getting her to believe that he was just trying to be a 'friend'...maybe even making up for what he did in France. But on the inside he was relishing in the fact that she was so broken down. Well...most of him was, he had to admit to himself seeing her go from a happy up and coming starlet to someone battling severe depression.
He gently took her bangs from her hands and put them down at the end of his sectional then with great 'concern', pulled off her jacket and hung it up for her.
"Why don't you sit down, I'll make us some tea," he said, motioning for her to sit-which she did and headed into his kitchen to put the kettle on.
About ten minutes later he came out with a platter that had everything one could need for drinking hot tea the 'correct' way and sat it down on the coffee table in front of them. Kilgrave sat down but not too close to her, as if he was giving her space.
After rubbing her face tiredly, she made herself a proper cup of milky-tea...the "Properness" he gave her points for. Camille then took a sip and sat back.
"I never should of left with you...for more than the obvious reasons," she sighed out.
He nodded a bit and sipped on his tea, "Well besides the obvious reasons, why?"
"I don't know how it happened or why...but rumor got around that I went overseas to try and find another-more talented-backing band. That thought never once crossed my mind," she frowned.
"Ah, I can see why that would upset you. Oh well! Get a new band then! Any group of musicians would be honored to back you!" he said with his trademark smile.
Camille did not look happy at his comment. "Jeb, that 'band' had been my friends since middle school We grew up together, I just lost some of my most dearest friends..." she told him then shook her head with an eye roll, "But I don't expect you to understand."
That last comment threw him off for a moment. Oh, she was smart...she could already see him for the sociopath he was. -This is way too much fun. It should be illegal!- he thought to himself.
Before he could respond, she finished her tea and stood up. "I'm not trying to be rude...I'm just tired and worn out. Can you show me where Ill be sleeping?" she asked softly.
"Of course" he said standing up, putting an arm around her waist like he hadn't fucked a woman the morning after they had sex for the first time.
Camille slipped away from his arm and he took note.
In the hallway he walked her to the second door on the right. "Here we go, its not much, I just was thinking of turning it into a guest room of sorts," he said as he opened the door.
The room was pretty bare bones besides a nice little full sized bed, a small dresser and a desk with a chair.
Camille walked in and set her things on the already made-up bed. "No, its fine," she mused.
He walked in and showed her the small closet then headed to another door. "This will be you happy.." he said opening it to let her see her personal bathroom.
"Oh...that's...really nice of you, thank you," she said appreciatively.
"Think nothing of it, my bedroom has one as well," he said then walked over to her as she remained sitting on the bed.
Kilgrave squatted down between her legs, his hands on her knees and looked up to her questioned face.
"You know, MY room has a huge! bed and my private bathroom with a big ole Jacuzzi tub and everything," he told her with that smile again.
A half smile came over her lips. "Me being a naive, depression-stricken softy is my down fall. But, you being a narsacisstic shit-head unless it serves you to be nice will be your down fall...you know that right?" she asked him.
An almost genuine smile came over lips after that bit from her. Kilgrave found himself really enamored with her, especially when she was angry or giving a 'reasons you suck' speech. She was so so good at it.
"OH I know, but hell...might as well have fun until then!" he laughed and stood up.
Camille just rolled her eyes, "I guess dude."
"Well, I'll let you get some sleep. The bags under your eyes are becoming huge," she mused.
Before she could respond to that, he leaned over and kissed her cheek...stopping her mouth from running as she hated herself for blushing.
"Goodnight Je-Kilgrave," she said gently, standing up to lock the door behind him once he had stepped out.
Kilgrave snorted out a chuckle and slipped his hands into his pockets, just looking at her door for a few moments.
-Oh..she's mad. Real mad. Madder than she was when she punched him in the face and nearly dumped scolding hot coffee on his naked body- he thought to himself. -I like her like this. Sometimes she's very pliable but other times she's all stone. So much fun!- he thought, kicking his feet playfully into the air as he headed inside of his room.
