If these walls could talk - Kol (+ Reginald)

Anastasia took a deep breath in as Melania said Kol was more of psychopath than she knew. She quickly shook the memories of Kol away and focused on staying in the present - or what ever they said here. Ana walked over to Mela and sat beside her on the bed. She after that looked at Reggie as he suggested him staying there.
"Don't worry. I got it," answered Ana quickly for Melania. Also because she knew a few things Reggie didn't know, like he knew some things. "Unless you prefer him over me," she teased a little and gave her big brother a smile.
Mariella felt emotionally drained from her talk with Theo. But this wasn't about her, so she just kept herself in chains. A little smile went on her lips as Regge put his arm around her waist. Her mind was in a weird place, but she knew Mela needed the company more than she did.
"Neither of you should be left alone at this point. My mothers might know a little about them. I recall Nathan having mentioned his name at some point to me before.. but I'll go call them... and complain a bit about the security of this place.." She smiled before giving Reggie a kiss on the cheek. She took a deep breath in, and went for the door. Mariella walked to the hall and leaned against the wall, just to take a deep breath in. But she would be fine - or at least she hoped. Had she just lost her best friend?
Anastasia narrowed her eyes a little. She had no idea what had been going on with everyone here yet.

Melania knew Reginald was just being protective of her, like he was of everyone else. But maybe it wasn’t all coincidence. Maybe it was God’s will. She was the latest spawn of Satan, maybe she needed to be punished for that, for her genetics. It was what always went through her mind when she was hurt. That way it didn’t feel like it was her fault, that it was all because of her mother, and she could blame her instead. She sat up in the bed, so her back was resting against the wall. ”I know,” she said quietly. Her mother had that same ability. No matter what, she would always find a way back. She looked at Reginald when he asked if he should stay. A part of her wanted him to, but he was not hers anymore. She had slept okay without him the past three years. ”No it’s okay. Somebody else might need you more,” she looked to Mariella. She was happy they had both found each other. They both deserved someone to love and someone to love them. And it was clear they both loved each other. ”I’ll just steal away your sister for a little while,” she said meant to Reginald.
”You know I don’t,” she said with a soft smile. Of course what she had with Reginald was special, but Anastasia not only knew who her mother was, she had met her. It was something she had sworn she never would have happen to any of her friends. She looked after Mariella as she walked out of the room. ”Go with her. She needs you,” she told Reginald. She would be okay. She still had Anastasia, and she had learned to live without most of her friends.