Chapter 49

Immediately Damien enters, Tara's scowl turns into a wide grin, acting like we've been catching up.
Damien's eyes meet mine and i inhale sharply. He is dressed in a designer silk shirt and black trousers.
"Francesca! How are you?" Sam says entering the room. He has a wide grin on his face and I subconsciously smile.
"Hey Sam, I'm fine thank you" he moves closer to the bed, making a point of pushing Damien to the side.
"you know, I was really distressed, I literally cried for twelve whole hours. Liza had to admit me to the hospital"
I burst out laughing at his words only to be rewarded with a sharp surge of pain all over my body. I instantly hiss at the pain but that doesn't stop me from grinning. Well, as much as my face allowed it.
Sam's smile falters a little when he notices what the laugh had cost me. "oh my God, I'm so sorry, it hurts right?" Damien scoffs before sitting on the sofa.
I just nod playfully, he smiles at my response and carries on. "apparently, I'm so good at cracking jokes that it had cracked your bone" I let out another laugh making me hiss again.
"stop making her laugh Sam!" Damien snaps.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it" he says winking at me. "you know, it hurts that I'm bearing the same name as that fool"
"you both are fools, now get out!" Damien says to Sam.
"bye Francesca, I'll see you later. Apparently, Damien wants some alone time with his loving wife" With that, Sam walks out with a grin on his face.
Tara clears her throat and I remember she's still standing here. What's she still doing here?
"You can leave too" Damien says barely looking at her. She glances at me one last time before walking out, leaving Damien and I alone in the room.
Silence engulfs us as none of us speaksfor sometime. I try thinking of what to say but I find none.
"How are you feeling?" His cool voice asks, breaking the comfortable silence.
My eyes find his "fine, you?" I regret it the moment the words come out of my mouth. I'm the one that was kidnapped,not him.
"You're the one injured, not me"
"Thank you"
"For?"
"finding me" my voice is low, almost as if I wished he didn't here me. But he does.
"you're welcome, it wasn't one of my favorite things to..."
I roll my eyes "just live in the moment okay! This is one of the rare moments I'll ever say thank you to you and it's not one of my favorite things to do so just shut up and listen"
Damien raises his brows but I see a small smirk on his lips. "Okay, go on"
I take a deep breath "I just want to say that I appreciate all what you did for me while I was kidnapped. You're a douchebag but I didn't think you'd save me. Thank you very much"
Damien's face is blank as usual and he raises his brows when he sees me staring at him expectantly.
"What?" He asks incredulously
I scoff "so?"
"So what?"
"Say something, I just poured my heart out to you. Say something"
"you're welcome?" I give him a glare before scoffing. Of course, hell say you're welcome.
Nothing like 'oh, it's nothing, you're my wife, I had to save you' or 'don't bother, it was my absolute pleasure'
"Now, forget I ever apologized to you and let's pretend this conversation never happened"
"and why is that?" He asks
I stare at him like he just dropped out of space "because, i just apologized for my peace of mind. It wasn't my most favorite thing to do. Plus, you're not exactly the most emotional person in the world" I say waving  him off.
"emotions are childish, real people deal with reality"
"Emotions ARE reality! You have them, everybody does. Real people show them" he stares pointedly at me.
"how does showing your emotions ever help you? Where has that led anyone?" His voice is firm as he speaks.
"to a life of peace, purity and sincerity. You believe showing your emotions is delusional but the truth is hiding your emotions is the biggest delusion there is. You need to live in reality and understand that everyone has a soft spot" I ignore the pains that arguing is giving me. My whole body aches but I need to get this twisted opinion of life and emotions out of his head.
"who made you the judge of that?" He asks, his jaw hardens.
"no one, but..."
"Exactly, no one so stop acting like you know everything cause in turn, you don't"
"when did I ever say I know everything? How does your insecurities lead to me being judgemental?"
"my insecurities? You think I have insecurities? You really are the one who's delusional. You know, I really should stop wasting my time. Since I've done my job of finding you, we can go back to being strangers. At least I won't have to be suffocated by your overbearing presence and judgemental aura" with that he barges out of the room.
What was that about? How did I judge him? He just made that conversation about something entirely different. He us insecure and it's not my fault.
You know what? To hell with him, I don't think I can ever understand Damien. One moment, he's all nice and caring and the other moment, he's all rude and arrogant. I really can't keep up with that type of life.
Here am I, injured and in pain. Lying on my bed and connected to different medical machines and all he cares about is calling me judgemental. When will we ever act like normal people and just have a conversation where we're not arguing or shouting? I regret thanking him. I shouldn't have, if i had known he'll be like this, I'd have just kept quiet. He said his job is done, he saw finding me as a job. That's great, at least I won't get the wrong ideas etched in my mind.
"Madam?" I look up to see the nurse holding a tray of food. I was so lost in thought, I didn't see her entering the room.
"Oh, sorry. What were you saying?"
She smiles before dropping the tray on the nightstand. "I was asking if you want me to turn on the TV. It can get boring sometimes"
"oh no, don't bother. I'm sure I'll go back to sleep after eating. Even after being unconscious for hours, I'm still feeling sleepy"
"oh, that's normal. It must be the medicines"
"or the fact that you're missing me" an all too familiar sweet voice books through the room.
I look up to see Liza at the door, her hands folded and her legs crossed. We both grin at the same time, staring intently at each other. The only person that loves me with her own life, my best friend.
I miss her...