All The Answers Needed

Vivian’s POV

I resumed my position in my workplace days later. It was plain stupid and useless to just sit around doing nothing at home, and because I was pregnant did not mean that I would have to give up on my dreams. 

I already did that when I was married to Syrus; I am not about to do that again.

My dad and Manny had tried to stop me, but when they realized that I was still as stubborn as I used to be, they let me be.

“Just be careful and take things slow over there, alright,” they had told me when I stepped out of the house that Monday morning.

“Hey, we missed you out here,” Dan popped up in front of me as cheerful as ever. He had some bubble gums with him. “I happen to be generous today,” he added, referring to the bubble gums. “Want some?” he asked, stretching them towards me.

I shook my head politely. “Thank you, Dan, I think I’ll pass,” I told him with a smile. Since I discovered that I was pregnant, I stopped taking anything that had sugar in them. I wanted to be sound and healthy for my baby.

“Aw, you are such a spoilsport,” Dan pouted playfully.

One would never have thought that he was my manager, because he always acted childish and extremely playful to a fault, he was one of the smartest and most hardworking people I have ever met. I also discovered that his endearing and playful nature had created room for productivity amongst the members of staff.

“If I ever get to own a place and employ staff, I would be just like Dan to them,” I had told myself a week after I started working here.

“Anyway, we are all glad that you feel so much better now and back to work,” Dan said.

“I am glad to be back,” I told Dan. Then I took his hand and looked at him. “Dan, thank you for giving me my job back,” I told him as my voice thickened with emotions. I was away from work for almost a week, so I hadn’t thought that my spot would still be waiting for me.

“And I received your flowers and get-well-soon cards, thank you,” I added quickly. 

“Until you send us a resignation letter, you are still part of us, Vivian,” Dan assured me.

“Thank you, again,” I said. If I could thank him and the other members of staff a million times, I would. It dawned on me that I had so much love back home – my dad, Manny, Belinda, and the people at my place of work, which was something I never even cherished until now.

Well, after receiving scrapes of love and attention or nothing at all, I have come to appreciate and value the love showered on me. Even if Syrus had not decided to be a part of the babies’ life, they still would not have lacked love and attention.

“Gosh, it’s okay! You have said that a zillion times!” Dan said. “I must get back to work before you say it again,” Dan said and disappeared as I chuckled.

The moment Dan left, the door swung open and Belinda walked in with an angry look on her face. I rolled my eyes and smiled at her.

“Did someone steal your candy? You look sour,” I teased but Belinda wasn’t having it. I threw my head back and laughed heartily, because I know why she was acting all pissed off.

“You shouldn’t be working, Vivian,” Belinda scolded.

“Uh, I need the money. I am going to be a mother of three all at once in a couple of months, Belinda. My babies need to be catered for,” I tried to drive a point.

“Cut the crap, Vivian. You know all of us would take care of you and the babies financially without stress, and you also have their jerk of a father who is willing to throw in his wealth as well,” Belinda reminded me.

“Don’t you think it is time you stopped referring to my baby daddy as a jerk? He is going to be the father of the babies you claim to love so much, and besides, he has a name. Please, call him Syrus, not a jerk,” I said.

The moment I finished talking, I hated myself for defending Syrus. He was a jerk, and I knew this too, but then again, I was relieved that it hid under the guise of fighting for the father of my babies regardless.

“But have you told them you are pregnant so that they don’t give you much work to do?” Belinda let go of the Syrus talk and asked.

“That is too soon, Belinda, please. I would tell them when I start to have a bump,” I told Belinda.

“Jesus, Vivian!” Belinda groaned as though she was speaking with a stubborn child and I laughed again.

Just then, one of the members of staff walked in and increased the volume of the TV. “I love Georgia’s interview,” she squealed.

Belinda and I rolled our eyes at her, disgusted at the sound of Georgia, but she did not notice. So we were forced to also listen to what Georgia had to say.

Her face, beautiful and radiant came up on the screen along with that of the interviewer.

“Ugh, their editor is terrible at his job,” Belinda said and I shook my head. Her war against Georgia would never end.

“Miss Georgia, rumors have it that something romantic is simmering between you and the handsome and delectable Syrus, is that true?” the interviewer asked Georgia.

Against my will, my heart thundered against my ribs in anticipation of her response.

“I don’t like to feed rumors, but Syrus and I have decided to keep things private between us this time around. We are working our way into finding each other again, and it is just blissful. We don’t want to spoil it by bringing it to the public,” Georgia answered happily.

That was all the answer I needed.