B&B: Bed and Boyfriend

The Arguement

"I never thought that's how you behave, Ma'am Megan. I thought you were like what I saw in the show, you were rude, but I was wrong. You were different," I was pleased with what the writer told me. I looked at her with a smile. I don't know what my reaction will be while looking at her.

"I would guess that's a compliment. Thank you so much," I say to her. The writer also smiled as she looked at me.

"So, you're going to accept the story I wrote?" she asked, and I immediately frowned at her question. I was looking at her with a frown, "Yes. I would love to accept that story,"

She immediately stood up and bowed to me. The writer was thankful to me, which caused her big smile that reached her ears. I stood up and immediately nodded when I shook hands with her.

"I'm looking forward to working with you," I said to her, and she smiled as she went out of the office. I leaned back in my chair as I rotated my swivel chair. I was thinking about Sevi again. I don't know why I'm worried about him. I thought I was to blame for what happened to him.

"Get a grip on yourself, Megan. He doesn't worry about you. He was still worried about my bill to him," I scolded myself and immediately thought to wire him the money that I owe. I Immediately returned the incline to my chair and just stared at the ceiling. I was so devastated when I remembered my mother calling me again. While turning it, I was still on my chair, but the door suddenly opened, so I stopped and looked at the entrance. My eyes widened when I saw Dad in front of me.

I was in a daze while looking at him. I don't know how I will feel while seeing him. I feel angry at him for not asking me if I was okay after that incident. I don't want to feel this way, but he was the one who made me feel this way.

"I heard Sevi got shot," that was the first thing that came out of his mouth instead of asking me, his daughter. He's worried about Sevi more than me.

It is sad to think that other people are more important to my Dad than his child. I sighed and smiled at him.

"He's fine now, Dad. The surgery went well," I told him. I can see the smile on his face when he hears that Sevi is okay. "What about me? Won't he ask me?" I said inside my head. I wanted to tell him how I felt when I was annoyed, but I couldn't.

"That's a relief then. How's the company?" Dad asked. I looked down; he had no other question but about the company. I gasped again before looking at him. He is with his secretary now.

"Sir, we need to go now. You have a meeting with the-"

"Okay. Let's go," Dad replied. I didn't look at him because I knew I would be sad. Dad has been very busy these days, especially as the election approaches. Being a vice president's daughter of the country wasn't easy. It's always been so difficult.

Dad and his secretary have gone out of my office. I was left alone in the office again. It was six o'clock in the evening when I decided to go home. I was about to go back to my house, but I remembered that my house was still under investigation. I was already in my car when I decided just to visit Sevi at the hospital. But, before I could get to the hospital, I first stopped at a market to buy fruit for him. I was having a sad expression while picking fruit, but I stopped to see the girl's face selling fruits. She smiles at every customer who buys her fruit. I went closer to her because she is cute, and she gives a positive vibe to people.

"Hello," I smiled at her. She also smiled as she looked at me.

"What do you want, Ma'am? Do you want an apple? Oranges? Avocados?" it asked me. I smiled at her and picked some fruits.

I buy avocadoes and apples and oranges from the kid. I immediately said goodbye to the girl and got into my car. I immediately drove to the hospital where Sevi was. I was out of the hospital and immediately put on my glasses so that other people would not recognize me. This hospital is private, but there are people I still want to avoid.

I am now walking towards Sevi's room. When I arrived, I was immediately able to enter, but I was surprised that Eleanor was not inside. I looked around, but I couldn't see her. I walked on and put the fruits I had bought on the table first. Maybe because of the noise of the plastic of the fruit, Sevi woke up.

"Why are you making noise?" I immediately turned around and looked at him, who spoke.

"I'm sorry. I just want to visit, and I brought some fruits for you," I said, but he didn't say a word.

"Do you want to eat, Sevi?"

"I don't want that to be poisonous," he said, so I looked terrible at him.

"Why are you so rude to me, Sevi? I brought you some apples and-,"

"I don't tell you to do so," he uttered. I sighed and looked down.

I peeled the avocadoes and put them on a plate. I took it to Sevi's table, "Here. You can eat this,"

"I said, I don't want to," he said rudely.

I stopped what I was doing. How can Sevi say it to me? I just want to help him. I looked at him, "Is it hard to say the word help, Sevi? I'm just helping you. What's the problem with helping you?"

"The problem is, you are interfering too much with my life," I was surprised when he said that.  How rude of him to say that to me.

"Alright. I just happened to be here. I worried about you because I blamed myself for what happened. I keep telling myself that it's not my fault, but in what you do, you make me feel guilty," I said. I wanted to stop myself from saying something wrong to Sevi because he once saved my life, but his behavior was rude.

I don't know, but my behavior has become rude because of the bad behavior he showed. I now held the fruit plate, and I immediately put it back on the table, so he looked at me.

"I came here because I care about you, Sevi, because I know if I'm at fault why that happened to you. I see in myself that I'm to blame for everything that happened to you. Oh, what now, are you happy, Sevi? I admit my guilt for what happened to you; that's why I'm here, right? So that I can help you to recover," I won't cry because I will look weak in front of him.

"I don't even f*****g care if you're worried about me, Megan. I don't even ask you to do that," I sighed again because what he said was nonsense.

"Yeah, you're right. You didn't tell me, but I'm volunteering, Sevi. I did it voluntarily, so that's why I'm here, right?" he fell silent as he avoided looking at me, and I did the same to him. I averted my gaze at him because I was already hurt by what he was saying.

"Are you doing this because of our marriage?" he immediately asked, and I stopped and looked at him.

"Sevi, I'm doing this voluntarily and without replacement,"

Stop doing this, Megan. I'm not too fond of these things. I can handle myself, and I don't need your help! So, please! Leave now!" He shouted at me. I was shocked and backed away. He was the first man to yell at me so loudly. I was already hurt too much by what he was doing.

"What's your problem, Sevi?"

"My problem?" he scoffed and looked at me, "You. You're my problem. If only you hadn't come into my life, I wish my life wouldn't have turned out like this!" he raged. I stopped while looking at him.

I don't know how I would react to what he said. It was too painful to handle. "You're too much, Sevi! What's my fault with you?" I growl at him.

"Your fault? Your fault is why you lived!" I blinked my eyes twice because of what he said. I didn't even want to cry, but suddenly tears came from my eyes. It was solemn tears, and they were sincere. Sevi was the first man who did this to me. He was the first man to shed such tears for me. I never imagined that a Sevi Lozano would make me cry.

I didn't know that there were people that didn't want me to live. For others, I was a blessing, but to him, I was a sin. My tears keep flowing down.

"Stop crying now. I know this isn't you're not first time into such things," Sevi said. I looked back at him with tears filling in my eyes.

"Did you investigate me?"

"Yes, and I found out that you're a slut just like any other woman who's just who's the man with. Am I right, Megan?"

I swallowed hard as I looked at him into his eyes, "How dare you say such words, Sevi. You don't know what kind of woman am I. How dare you to judge me so fast?"

"Because I can. Didn't you want to investigate me? My job? My house, my height, my age. How many girls did I sleep with? Didn't want you to know about that? " he asked me.

"I don't care about that. It's not essential to me, Sevi."

"But it is to me!"

To be continued...