"Look who's just showing up?"
I heard Stephanie's tone just as I stepped foot inside our office.
"If it's not some gay, cross-dressing new team leader" Finished the all year round, the great, Hans with a tsk.
"Is this your knew way of pissing me off, Designer Hans?" I asked pointedly with my eyebrow quirked upward. I just got inside, dude!.
"He's just jealous" Frankie said with a shrug. Taking a shit load of plans and tools off my desk. Just one day out and it's an office store?.
"Green doesn't really suit you" I told Hans with a sneer before I walked to my office box.
"Congrats!" I heard the girls excitedly with dry flower petals flown my way. It was beautiful and quite touching.
"Aww, you guys! What's the occasion? Is it my birthday already?" I asked curiously.
"Team leader Anderson, take care of us!" They said in sync, happily.
"Who made me team leader?" I questioned taken aback. What else did I miss?.
"Request came from the manager but, it was us who voted for you!" Said Frankie with a proud smile.
"That's so sweet guys but, I don't know if I'm suitable for the job, I hate to lead others. It's not in my nature... I'm always a follower actually" I told them truthfully. I hate responsibilities and being a leader to me, is all about responsibilities.
"Stop being pretentious!" Hans said angrily.
"Why do men even go to work for?" Frankie asked aloud to no one in particular but, one could detect how fed up she was at the men in our department.
They were... at best? Just sperm holders. No balls to make anything happen just there to diss and judge and they'd still say that the women are what is dragging us down.
"Just so they can fight with no rights" Answered Stephanie with certainty. I didn't know she was into poems.
"Stupid" Said Frankie cleaning up her desk so she could work.
"I dare you to say it! Go on and say it to my face!" Hans erupted all out to get us.
"You're immature, lazy, close minded bastard and selfish as fuck! Anything you think I forgot to add to the list?" Stephanie said confidently yet arrogantly as she didn't even raise her eyes to look at the enraged beast.
"Looks like I'm behind couple episodes in here" I said excitedly observing the situation.
When I came here? This department was tight and looking at them now? Something is definitely eating their solidarity.
"He's being an ass" Stephanie said to me dismissively.
"Is there a day when he's not?" I asked with a chuckle.
"You dared?!" Hans questioned glaring right at me.
"It's just girl talk. No need to stoop so low" Said George placating his friend.
"He wanted to be team leader but, most of the votes came to you leaving him with only one follower who's still yet to be found out! Friends? They're just tolerating you for their own gains. Trust me" Said Frankie with eyes straight at Hans.
I liked how she can hold her own. She really changed.
"That's not all..., he spread rumors all around the company that this department manager is corrupted since he plays favoritism. Hence, our manager being under investigation for a week" Said Stephanie sadly.
So, that's why I didn't see the guy when I came in.
"That serious huh?" I asked thoughtfully.
"See? there's no one else in here suitable for that role more than you. Team leader Sybil!" Said Frankie with a smile.
"As long as it'd be a cooperation relationship between us and not a responsibility solely on my part" I said with a shrug earning snickers from the girls.
"Got it, chief " Said Stephanie getting busy with her work.
"So, how about giving me one of the orders so, I could get busy myself?" I asked and Frankie threw a file on my desk before she slid to my side.
"Here, Her name is...."
And just like that? I was busy with others' dreams and expectations forgetting about my own marriage and the disaster that occured the night before. I liked that.
I was busy for the whole morning to the point that my bladder was hurt from keeping my pee pending for a long time but, just as I wanted to stand I felt caged in the place.
At first mind was telling me that it was Damon but, then I already know Damon's cologne and footsteps.
"Fucking hell!" I cussed after turning to look at the person who caged me in my chair who was smiling twistedly down at me.
I don't think my body remembered the pee that I was holding seconds before other than an overwhelming fear and see my death slowly approaching from that smile alone.
"Missed me, slut?" Asked the person in a whisper to my ears sending shivers down my spine. Those were not good ones.
I remember that voice, I cried through his whispers time and time again.
"Trevor!" I blurted out, shocked. How was he there? Where are my bodyguards? Was it a dream? Where's my breath going? No... no... no, I can't have a panic attack at this moment. I forbid my air from leaving me. Don't go!
"You remember me! I told him that I was your first love and he didn't believe me. He even whip my skin off just to make me lie, little bird"
"But, I like the way you call my name the most... Do you know how much I've missed you little bird?"
"Trevor, you're strangling me!" I uttered the words once I realized that it wasn't my panic attack. I was really being strangled to death!. But not really, I know him. He always settles for the 'almost'.
"You got bold little bird. Was he the one who gave you these wings?" Asked Trevor maliciously cutting me down with his knife I didn't notice he was holding. And like the fool I was, my only concern was my face.
I didn't want my corpse to be faceless.
"Ouch! Trevor...!" I whimpered and squirmed in pain but, I still didn't shed no tears.
"Say that you missed me?" Demanded Trevor sickly and I had no strength to lie at that moment so, I just stared back at him coldly
"Say it! You, dirty bitch!" He demanded again and this time. He was hitting my body with his bare hands.
"I..." I started before the wind was knocked out of my lungs making me spit blood. I was starting to see three Trevors at the moment and maybe that was why his hits became tripled.
"What?" Demanded again but, this time I was hearing him in a distance when, he actually was still beating black and blue.
"It hurts..." I mumbled with my blood filled mouth.
"That's not what I asked! it's not it!" He said it like a child but, mind you, No child can kill one's soul like he did mine.
Did I make a mistake of returning to Damon's side? If I wasn't with him maybe all of that wouldn't have happened. Why didn't I regret it then even at that moment.
Even after my body went numb and my fear won me over why did I still hear my mind saying that 'I love you, Damon' louder and louder drowning Trevor deeper and deeper
"I missed you!" I said at last calmly. I was ready for my death.
"What a perfect little bitch you are... So, weak... So, slutty! How dare you hold on to your wedding ring in front of me!? Huh?" I heard Trevors yet another outburst before slapping me on the cheek.
I didn't feel the pain. No. I only heard it echo endlessly in the silence of the office.
Where was everybody? Was it lunch time and no one told me? Could I have escaped him if I went with my colleagues?.
"You think your little lover boy is going to save you? Hahahaha! What a hopeless piece of shit!" He said spitting on my face. Yap, Gross!.
"Damon... Where's Damon?" I asked with tears in my eyes. He shouldn't know! He shouldn't see me like this!.
"Don't utter his name or I'll cut off your tongue" Threatened Trevor but I kept on calling for his name desperately like a crazed person.
"You bitch!"
"Stop! I need him alive, Stevenson"
I heard some elegant lady's voice across the room before my eyes got the chance to capture her image.
"You must be Damon's mother"
"Make no mistake. I didn't birth a weakling like him. There's just no way"
"Then who are you?"
"Your Grimm reaper"
"A beautiful one at that!"
"Dose him up!" Demanded the lady before I felt a sting on my neck and my vision blurry just seconds after.
At least in the darkness? There's never pain.