"Now I've just lost my appetite..!" Some girl complained just after my wheelchair stopped.
"Why is he even seated in your position, Damon?" complained some other girl bitterly. I wouldn't know where we were if not for them and the smell of food in front of me making my mouth water and head muddled.
"It was never mine to begin with, Monica. And he's your brother-in-law, Esther. The head of the family... his name is Anderson in case you didn't know" Introduced Damon lightly before I heard a gasp across the table while I took a sharp breath inside.
"Love? Meet my family who'll leave us alone tomorrow morning" Damon said softly to me.
I was seriously going crazy at that time by my emotions. It was a breeze because Trevor never introduced me as his husband in all the three years we lived together. And that was in a country where homosexuality was nothing to widen your eyes and gasp in shock at.
But, there I was getting first class treatment, being introduced proudly, shielded. It would've been perfect if Damon wasn't a psycho, though.
"I'm not gonna allow it!" I heard a 'bang' from the table before some old guy shouted the words.
"Remind me the day I allowed YOU to allow anything I do in my life?" Damon said calmly, playing with my fingers lightly.
I did flinch at the contact but, the guy is just too persistent to refuse! I was still on edge with his touches though good thing, It wasn't to the extent of having a black out from it.
"But... but... He's a boy, Damon!" Somebody stated the obvious, clearly not wanting to believe what was going on before her.
"And old too!" Gasped another one in pity. That hurt me more than being blind ever did. How can I be old?, they should see me from my previous eyes for a change.
I was what you may call a beautiful man. Lean, majestic, charming, beautiful, smart with an amazing smile on his face, excuse my shamelessness.
"And your point is?" Asked Damon in a 'I dare you to speak another nonsense' kind of way.
"No...non.. nothing" Stuttered the previous girl whose name's Monica before the whole room went into silence.
"I see everyone is here... Where is my baby Devin?" Asked the girl who was with me in the room earlier. I remembered her voice and name. Florence.
"He should on his way home by now" Answered some guy on my left.
"Do we look like your CCTVs to you?" Some guy sneered across the table.
"Ooh, sweet Evans... Why should we buy that when we have you useless in the house?" Mocked Florence.
"What does that suppose to mean?" Asked the guy named Evans.
"Do you even have anything useful to do in your life other than gossip?" Retorted Florence, amused earning some snicker and chuckles across the room.
"Florence, mind your tongue little mama because that's my husband you're mocking right there" Some woman came to Evans rescue.
"I was just telling the truth, I never seen him do anything other than walking around bitching and snitching on people!" Florence justified her comment casually.
"Kept man!" mumbled Florence before I heard a stomach growl.
It was mine. And even though I couldn't see anything much less the faces which I knew were casted in my direction, I still covered my face in embarrassment making Damon laugh at me. So embarrassing.
"I didn't know what you'd be having so I asked the cook to serve you all of your favorites" Informed Damon gently after taking my hands from my face in his, kissing my knuckles before he took the back of my hand to caress his unshaven cheeks and chin, tickling my skin there. I chuckled slightly.
"Can you please stop that?" I said stifling my laughter. I never knew my knuckles were that sensitive before that day.
"Please no..., You are so soft and smell so good that I wish to possess you" Damon said kissing my cheeks before he started to serve me the food to my plate naming everything before putting it in my mouth.
The whole room was deafening silent making me feel conscious as if I could feel their stares and malicious intentions deep within me.
"That's happening and I'm not hallucinating, right?" Came a male's voice amidst my feeding session.
"There you are my baby!" whined Florence in grievance and I couldn't help but smile at her antics. She was more like Antonia like that.
"I would've came home sooner but, some guy sent me outside the country for some properties negotiations last minute" Accused the man before I heard some kissing noises across the table.
"Devin... Florence, If you want to die continue your immoral behaviours in front of my husband" Warned Damon in a frightening tone.
"Husband?" Asked Devin taken aback.
"He's the guy I mentioned about from our last work back in the country" Explained Damon with a smile to his tone.
"Jesus! And here I thought you were high that day... Hey, my name is Devin, Damon's younger brother and right hand man...." Introduced Devin, cheery. He really suits Florence.
"He's blind, Devin" Mocked Monica with a mocking chuckle.
"I'm the worst at special groups treatments" Said Devin with a sigh before I heard his steps and his hand on mine.
"Welcome to the family!" Devin Said, joyfully but I was stuck someplace between...
"Did you just term me as a special group person?" I asked for confirmation. I didn't know why but, even before everything that happened to me. Before Trevor even happened in my life. I always hated labels. And to be put in a needy group? It felt so bitter on my tongue.
"Uumh, sorry?" Said more like asked, Devin, skeptically.
"Send my food to my room, I'm gonna eat there" I demanded in anger, I may be angry at the world but food is very important especially at night.
So, there I was puffing out my chest in pride before I remembered that I was helpless without someone to help me navigate to my room.
I didn't even remember where was the room I came from was, In my defense: I was new in that house plus, I couldn't even move the wheelchair if I wanted to. It was too complicated for my recently accepting blindness brain.
"You're one dead sibling to me, Devin" Said Damon casually before I felt him standing beside me to help me push that thing I was sitting on.
"No... no... NO! I'm so sorry brother in-law. I'll do anything and everything just don't let your man disown me!" Pleaded Devin holding my hands in his making me flinch.
"That's right, sweet bro Anderson...! Please stay and eat your food, pretty please..." Florence begged sweetly making me feel guilty. It was as if the whole table was going according to my moods.
I knew that if I wanted a good life, I shouldn't get attached to powerful people in my second life. Power leads to control and after the accident I became allergic to be controlled by men.
"Thank you, Florence" I replied with a dry smile making the people beside me sigh in relief.
"Thank YOU!" Said the couple in sync.
I asked for Damon to position me to the table where I began to eat by myself silently praying that there shouldn't be any other drama for the night.
His family was huge!