Damian POV
When I had got to the set this morning I had found Libbie in a strange mood. She wasn't the happy smiley Libbie I had left last night and I couldn't help but wonder what had happened between then and now.
When I got here she had been in a heated argument with the director which came to an abrupt holt once she realised I was here. There was no hello, no pleasantries she just walked away to her trailer leaving me wondering weather or not I should follow her.
In the end I decided to go to the coffee shop and get her the coffee and muffin she likes thinking that would cheer her up and make her feel better, only as I approach her trailer I hear raised voices, it would seem that Michael had followed her and they had continued their argument.
"I said no Micheal we are not doing it end of" she snaps
"But why? It's a natural progression in the story" he fires back
"Because.......I can't.......I just can't" she shouts "can we please just drop it"
"If and when you give me a better reason than you can't" he shouts back "explain it to me"
"I don't have to explain anything to you! It's too personal and too painful, now drop it and get out"
"You're no different to the other singers I've worked with" he snaps "self entitled drama queen's the lot of you, I'll be on set when you are ready"
The door swings open and I find myself face to face with a very angry director, I step aside to allow him to leave and then he glares at me.
"Not a word of this to anyone" he snaps before walking off.
I head straight into the trailer and find Libbie crumpled on the floor, head in her hands sobbing. I put the coffee and muffin down and walk over to her slowly.
"Nightingale?" I say softly and to my suprise she jumps up, rushes to me wrapping her arms around me and burying her face in my chest "it's alright I'm here" I soothe as I gently rub her back
"Why wouldn't he listen? Why wouldn't he leave it alone?" She sobs
"You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to" I say kissing her hair "but if you want to talk about it I'm all ears"
"There was supposed to be a dream pregnancy/baby scene in the video but I scrapped it becuase I just could do it" she says against my chest "he wanted me to change my mind and when I wouldn't he demanded an explanation that I neither owe him or want to give him"
"He shouldn't need an explanation, he should just accept what you say" I say "I brought your favourite coffee and muffin" I say and she looks up at me with a tear stained smile
"You're an angel" she says as I guide her to sit down and bring them over to her "I'm sorry I didn't say good morning to you that was rude of me"
"It's fine, I understand you had him giving you shit" I say as I sit opposite her
"Thankyou.......for not asking why" she says as she plays with the coffee cup in the same adorable way
"I would never ask because it's none of my business" I say "you can tell me if and when you want me to know, and if you don't that's alright"
"I was 20" she says her eyes fixed on the coffee cup "I was in a car accident total write off, I uh.....I sustained Pelvic Gynecologic Trauma, my uterus and ovaries were damaged and they had to do an emergency hysterectomy. I found out when I woke up, they told me that they had managed to retrieve and freeze alot of my eggs but all I heard was I couldn't have children" she pauses as her tears start to fall again "that's why I can't do the scene, it's still too painful, too raw even after 15 years"
"I'm so sorry nightingale" I say pulling her back into my arms "I feel like giving that asshole a piece of my mind"
"Don't please, let's just get through this and finish the video" she says "and trust me when I say I will be finding a new director after this.........thank you again for listening to me"
"Anytime, it's what friends are for" I say "now you take your time and we will start when you are ready, if he doesn't like that it's tough"
"Would.....would you mind sitting with me a while?" She asks "I'd like to have some company"
"Of course" I say as she moves to sit on the couch next to me. I lft my arm so she can cuddle into my side and she rests her head on my chest as I wrap my arm around her
"Libbie! Oh my god I just heard what happened are you.......oh hi I didn't realise you were busy" a woman says as she comes to a holt in front of us
"Im fine" Libbie says not moving "Damian was here to look after me, Damian this is my manager Delila, Delila this is Damian"
"Pleasure to meet you" she says shaking my hand
"And you" I reply as we let go
"Sooo are you two........" she says waving her finger between us
"Oh behave yourself" Libbie chuckles still not moving "we are just really good friends"
"Ah ha........sure........anyway" she says "what do you want me to do about Michael?"
"When the video is finished and released tell him his services will no longer be required and then we look for someone else to work with" Libbie says
"Alright, well I'm going to go get him to drop that scene" she says "are you ok to stay with her?" She asks
"Absolutley" I say "I have nowhere else to be and she said she wants company"
"That's right I did" she says smiling at me and her manager gives a look before rolling her eyes and leaving
Libbie cuddles back into me and before long she has fallen asleep, the stress of the morning must have wiped her out. I had no idea what it had taken for her to tell me what she did but I was grateful she trusted me enough to do so.
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