You got guts

I was worried sick,hurt beyond words and very much bitter to the world.

I couldn't even start to fathom what Damon goes through everyday in his life in my still prejudiced country since he came to settle.

How hard it was to go through all those negative emotions alone, just because he...

I was really glad that I had some taking care of to do to Antonia's twins. They were a good distraction. It wasn't tiring at all plus, I actually loved tending to them. Those two obedient angels.

But, like every pain meds, it reaches a time when they wear off and I had to put the babies to sleep in my bed with Damon, whether I wanted to or not,I had to face my dark mind.

"Mr Sybil?"

Ceci came in the study where I was busy with my papers and pens designing what I thought could be children's playground.

"Yeah?" I answered pausing on my work to listen to her.

"Somebody named Regan is here to see you, should we lead him in?" Asked Ceci professionally.

"Mr Sybil? Are you alright?" She probed when I didn't respond.

"Yeah... yes, I'm fine. Thank you, Ceci ... You were saying?" I replied after forcing my mind to concentrate on her. My mind was all over the place after talking to Antonia earlier that day.

"You have a visitor" She replied eyeing me with worry.

"Who?" I asked with a sigh placing the pen on top of the paper I was working on.

"Regan, an acquaintance of yours, he said" She replied still watching me keenly.

"Yes, I know him. Lead him to wait for me at the lounge area while, I get ready" I told her before I stood up from my chair with my wobbly legs from sitting down for a long time without stretching.

"Excuse my unprofessionalism but..., Is anything bothering you?" Ceci asked worriedly coming to steady me.

"It's actually sweet of you to care, thank you!" I gushed placing my palm on the back of her hand which was on my elbow.

"...And yes, I'm fine but, please could you entertain him for a minute? I'll be down after I freshen up a little" I told her with an assuring smile getting away from her hold to walk out of the study.

"Alright, Mr Sybil" She replied behind me before I heard her footsteps walking away.

I wasn't feeling like talking to anyone at that time but, it was rude to make someone wait for me no matter what was the reason behind. Someone you had an appointment with to top it all.

So, I reluctantly freshened up myself and put on some sweat pants and Damon's t-shirt casually before heading down to my supposed guest.

"With how much you took your precious time and you still waltzed here in rags? Boss really lost his touch" Sneered Regan just as I made my way in the lounge area.

"What can I say? I'm the trash that he can't get enough of, we really can't say the same about you though, can we?" I mocked dryly before walking to sit right opposite to him.

"Hahahaha..., Funny as always I see" Laughed Regan but, we both knew that it wasn't a happy laughter.

"Do we really need those plastic smiles exchange between us, even in private?" I had to ask because, I for one am never a fan of them.

"It's not fake..." He said with another professionally polite smile.

"Damon is not here" I interrupted him with the information when I realized on why he might kept up with that tiring appearance for.

"He never goes to work on weekends" He said with so much certainty that I felt a pang in my heart for no reason. He knows him maybe more than I ever will.

"Maybe I'm not so special after all because, he isn't here" I assured him nonchalantly with a slight tense shrug. I felt bitter.

"Why am I here?" He went straight down to business after making sure I wasn't playing tricks on him.

"Relax... I wanted us to meet today because..., I want to clear the air around us, I need my peace, Regan... Why do we even have to hate each other?" I asked him with all the emotions I could muster.

"You took sir away from me! And you're not treating him like the way he deserves!" He accused bitterly.

"One: I never took anyone from anyone, don't confuse the situation next time, And two: How is he supposed to be treated, on your view?" I asked calmly but, I was really feeling like crap.

Why does everyone think I'm not treating him well? I'm trying my damnedest to make him happy, was that not enough? Or is Damon playing a victim card in the face of the world? Is he really happy with me?.

"If you weren't in the picture I'd have been the only one for him till now" He said with a low tone before eyeing me up sharply.

"But I'm here, mind you that I didn't make the first call between us, he did! I didn't want to even be here in the first place...!" I tried to explain myself as best as I thought I could but, it all proved to be fruitless when he interrupted me.

"But here you are!" He bursted out, flaring with anger.

"And FYI? I'm not going anywhere!" I said the words with a raised tone, beyond irritated.

"He's just with you out of pity and guilt, you know that?" He mocked me with a smirk on his face.

"Aren't you glad he had those in the first place? Imagine where you could have been if not for him to take pity a thing like you?" I retorted arrogantly, looking down on him disdainfully before his face fell making me regret the words, the next second I uttered them.

"Look, I'm sorry... I went overboard there..." I started to explain to him with a sigh. I too didn't know why him being sad affected me that much.

Or maybe it was just me not wanting another soul to torment.

"Was he the one who said that? Did Sir keep me around out of pity?" He asked in a hurtful whisper breaking my heart all the more.

"I was being a bitch earlier, I'm sorry" I apologized sincerely because it wasn't my story to tell. I really shouldn't have said that to him to begin with.

"So, he really did care?" Asked Regan with hope sparkling his eyes making me hesitant in my reply.

Is that what love looks like?

"Ask him that yourself but, for now? Tell me why you came to my office that day?" I questioned seriously.

"Sir asked me to deliver food for you" He replied without hesitation.

"You're lying!" I pressed.

"Whatever" He said with a shrug like I was jealous that he was the one who was sent to deliver my food. Was love that pathetic?.

"So, you mean to say that Damon wanted to drug me?" I deadpanned.

"Drug you?" He asked with a surprised gasp.

"Damon hadn't sent you that day and he found some sleeping drugs in the food, still acting clueless?" I taunted.

"The food was drugged?" He questioned this time thoughtfully.

"You didn't know?" I asked him with a blank look.

"I got a call from Damon's secretary..." He started to explain before trailing off.

"And then?" I probed.

"Oh my God!" He gasped in realization before looking at me accusingly.

"What?" I asked confusedly.

"It wasn't me! Sir's assistant..." He said before trailing off again.

"You can tell me" I insisted impatiently.

"Why should I trust you? What if this is a trap you set up for me?" He retorted sternly.

"You know that I can have you under arrest right now, right? I can use violence if needed" I told him as I regained my nonchalant tone.

"You got guts" He congratulate me with an amused smile.

"I have a great backer behind this Ego, baby" I boasted shamelessly.

"Sir..." He mumbled disheartenedly.

"No, honey. Not Damon, or not him entirely anyway... Most part it's the new me in the flesh" I said grinning at him mischievously.

"We were fine before you came along, you know?" He said with a longing tone.

"You said that before but, hey, who's keeping tracks?" I mumbled silently.

"He used to care about me too, you know? What do I want to eat, where do I want eat, do I have everything I need, Was my day, okay?...I know it wasn't like how he's with you nor was it perfect but, he made me feel warm in this cold world!" Said Regan tearfully and I had to stop and wonder what I said or do to make him reminisce on his days with my husband.

"What's your point?" I deadpanned, tired out of my mind.

"Let's share" He said it with pleading eyes.

"Wait... What?" I questioned for confirmation.

"I know that he didn't love me and he might never will but, I love him, Anderson. He gave me everything I ever dreamed of before but, it's all nothing without him... I just want to be with him! Please..." He went on and on desperately, breaking my heart.

Will I be like that once Damon decides that he's done with me?. Am I okay after someone boldly claimed to want to share my man? Hell, no! But, the thought of all of us tangled up in one bed seemed pleasant somehow.

"You know that this is his call, right? Though, I personally wouldn't mind a threesome if it's with someone like you" I said with a wink his way.

"Can we?" Asked Regan hopeful.

"Not before spilling all the details that happened that day" I told him firmly, eyes on him. We were back to business.