The following days were painfully the same and though I was really trying, it gave out so little evidence to see that I was.
He wasn't the best human to be with but, he made me happy, so considerate, he listens, he cares and most importantly he talks. I was afraid that he'd go crazy living with an unresponsive blind mute but, he was holding on pretty well. He was so tough that I was starting to cheer on him as his #1 fan.
Maybe it's true that I'll never get to do things for my sake, I guess I wasn't born like that. I didn't have it in me. Or maybe I'm that selfless because when I feel his struggles they push me out of my prison inch after an inch.
We were seated on a sofa, listening to some love story, narrated on the radio while he was tending to my nails. So warm. So much alive.
"I want a ring on my finger after I regain my eyesight and you have to be handsome or I'm divorcing you for real" I said all in one breath after some inner battle making him freeze. It has been so long since I last spoke.
I wasn't sounding heavenly either.
I, myself was surprised that I could get the words past my throat. I was happy for that progress.
"You talked!" Exclaimed Damon before he threw himself onto me.
"Geez, is your goal to destroy my beautiful yet to dry nails?" I complained raising my hands on air away from Damon who just laughed and kissing on my bare shoulders.
"Can you at least let me have my moments?" He said with a chuckle and I scoffed.
"Every second with me feels good like magic, don't you know that?" I told him with an arrogant attitude.
"Does this mean, we are okay? Like I can treat you as intimate as I wish like before?" He asked jumping to the yet to be made decision.
Me deciding to make peace with my current life was one thing and letting another man in was another thing entirely.
"Hold it there, Mister... I wanted some ring on my finger not you. Learn the difference there" I told him seriously and he sighed dejectedly making my heart soft yet again.
"As long as we can keep bickering like this again and what about...?" He said before I heard some excitement to his words and I knew exactly what he wanted to ask.
"Yes, I'm willing to undergo surgery so I could see again" I assured him with a smile.
"That's great!" He said excitedly before he went to hug me so tightly.
"So..., Can you get off me now?" I reminded him as I could feel his weight pressing on my chest making it hard for me to breathe.
"Ooh, definitely!" He said before kissing my lips and his hand grabbing the back of my neck. It wasn't as scary as it was at first. I found some strength in that act, weirdly enough.
"My wife is so beautiful, does she know that?" He asked in a rhetorical question. I knew that just as well but, the shameless me couldn't let it off just like that without some comments of my own.
"Dude, I spend every second of my life with me. Of course I know how beautiful I am. Inside out" I said seriously and he laughed aloud.
"I miss you so much! So, should I make that appointment with the specialist first or talk about it with your shrink, Louisa?" He asked waiting for my decision.
"Let's start with Dr Louisa and before the surgery I want to meet my sister" I told him daring him to refuse.
"Deal" He said casually before I heard some gulping sounds.
"I'll do everything in power just so... What? You agreed? Why?" I asked, shocked. Not really understanding the plot.
"Why wasn't it so hard to convince you today?" I questioned not that I wasn't grateful.
"You want me to say no?" He retorted instead and I became speechless.
"It's just a family reunion, right?" He wanted to confirm
"Right" I answered absentmindedly. Does this mean his love meter is decreasing?!.
"Then I'll take you to them the day before surgery how about it?!" He asked getting me out of my unsettled feelings.
"Don't make it sound like you're my God or something, like I should praise you for granting my wish!" I sneered and all he did was kissing me again and again.
"You are all healed up now and I've been a very obedient boy, lately... How about some treats?" He whined and I laughed.
"And what's on your mind?" I asked in a teasing tone.
"Your body" He answered me before I felt his teeth skimming my neck. If it was accompanied with another comment I would at least enjoy his kisses and touches but, my body?
"Wait! That's one step too far!" I shouted before I unconsciously pushed him away from me and hugged my body to a ball.
We didn't say anything for some time. Me analysing my reaction and him breathing heavily.
"What exactly happened to you?" I heard him ask in a painful tone. He was trying hard to conceal it but, I could still feel it pouring out of him from every angle.
"Nothing happened!" I defended without thinking and I heard him curse.
"If my you don't want to talk about it then, that's okay " He said calmly before he stood and walked away from the sitting room where I was and went to stand on the balcony where I heard him make a call to some thug named, Silly knife.
Blindness taught me so much of superpowers I had in my other senses.
I knew he was keeping Trevor. But, to actually hear him giving out orders to his people to torture Trevor till he spills everything he did to me behind his back made me know Damon in a whole different light. I appreciated him.
He wasn't mercifully to his enemies and maybe I was crazy and heartless just like him to wish to see the sight of Trevor begging me for mercy.