lost girl

“I’ve been better.” He held his hand out, he was still having some shakes but they were getting better. It wasn’t as bad as it had been this morning. “But it’s worth it.” Getting clean was worth it, he had to tell himself that over and over. Letting his hand fall Dimitri grabbed hers to try to steady himself again. “Sorry if you were really into your laundry earlier, but I missed you.” Saying that causally now was another huge step compared to before, and another reason he’d wanted her here.

there was something different that she had never felt about anyone but him. it was something that she didn’t fully understand. part of her wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to understand. it was something that she knew she didn’t want to run away from. any sort of real, tangible connection she had felt towards anyone she had never wanted to stick around for. yet dimitri was different and he had been since he had shown up at the bar that night. part of her was starting to wonder if perhaps it was fate. that was something that she had never believed it but there was a lot of things that felt like they were changing. 

“is it bad?” she asked, glancing towards his outstretched shaking hand. she knew that he was trying to get clean and that meant that he was going to suffer from withdrawal. she hadn’t pushed him to do it but she supported him. she was surprised when she felt him grab her hand but linked her fingers with his own,” it is worth it,” she promised,” it’s fine, i actually hate putting away laundry so thank you for the excuse to not have to do it.” she allowed her legs to curl up beneath her and went to press a kiss to his cheek. things felt right even if she still felt so nervous to an extent. she was biting down on her lip,” but either way i’m yours for the night if you’ll have me since they don’t need me tonight at the bar.” 

Going back to his seat and finishing what was left of his beer he greeted the bartender with a grin once she’d come back with much drier attire. “I ain’t gonna argue with that logic, how about an IPA whatever’s on draft. I’m not picky.”

“as you should, it is a compliment,” she assured him with a slight grin. honestly she was just relieved that someone like him was there. plus it was always nice to actually have someone around that wasn’t a pain in the ass. even if she could handle them she was just not in the mood. she was relieved the second that she was able to change. the last thing that she wanted was to deal with wet fabric sticking to her for the rest of her shift. she was smirking the second she realized the idiots had gotten bored and moved on. 

she was nodding as she glanced towards the now empty beer,” smart man,” she said with a shrug,” whatever is on draft?” she was going to grab a glass and heading over to the tap. quickly she poured the drink without any incidents and was going to slide the glass over to him,” how come i haven’t seen you before?” 

Dahlia Wright

Rafael Graves

Lena Martinez

Genesis Porter

Celeste Maddox

Abraham Wells

Marianne Winston

Abel Danvers

Aspen Walker 

all dahlia did was roll her eyes at him but was unable to stop herself from smirking. she knew that her shift would have been boring if it wasn’t for zeke. she was making a face at him,” oh i’m sure you would.” she doubted it would happen unless he did something to really piss her off. she was laughing a little as she went to grab a few empty glasses from the bar,” and then you’d leave me alone here, i don’t think so.” she knew that he didn’t exactly need the job whereas she did. otherwise she wouldn’t work nearly as hard as she did. she was snorting at his words about both the devils and wolves,” throwing fists is more like it,” she told him with a sigh,” so much tension in this damn town.” she knew that everyone was on edge and everyone had good reason. she just hoped that the town wouldn’t hit a tipping point. she was going to set the glasses into one of the trays that would be run through the dish washer. she turned back towards him and her head tilted,” they are more like family,” she admitted,” especially these days.” she nodded in the direction of the prospect that was seated in the corner of the bar. he was the one who was going to escort her home. 

the quiet after close was something that dahlia used to enjoy. it wasn’t the case any longer but it was a relief that she wasn’t alone. of course she knew that one of the prospects would likely be in the parking lot, waiting to escort her home. she had been finishing up a few things in the back before reappearing behind the bar. her head tilting at the question her friend asked,” are you planning a road trip i should be worried about?” she had traveled nearly all of her life so she wasn’t even sure how to answer such a question,” honestly? i don’t think there is anywhere i would want to go.” that actually unnerved dahlia now that she thought of it because it meant that she was starting to really think of charming as her home. 

“My bad.” He emphasized his words because he knew he had come around with a less than pleasant attitude which wasn’t like him. He hated getting too serious even when the moment warranted it. With a deep breath he tried to brush off the chip on his shoulder. “Damn, I thought we were going to get a whole ass show for a second.” He said after she pulled the top off, laughing a bit at that even crossing his mind for the single second that it did. “Well, typically I am those asshats so I don’t know if I really did you any favors.” He smiled as he worked on cleaning up anything the spill had gotten on. “Anything else happened tonight or was that the most entertaining thing of the night because ima need it to get a little more wild than that.” 

“Here, it’s at least dry.”

dahlia couldn’t help but giggle at his words, somewhat surprised,” anyone ever tell you that you are strange? a good strange though.” honestly she was just relieved that someone was coming to her rescue. she normally would have something to change into. yet she had forgotten and that meant that she would have been out of luck. she couldn’t help but grin at the fact that he was clearly trying to cheer her up to an extent,” not a problem.”  she watched him as he slid off the stool and was making his way out of the bar. she was going to pull her hair up into a messy bun in order to get it out of the way. in a few minutes he was walking back in and he was holding what looked to be a reasonably clean t-shirt that would clearly be oversized on her. she was reaching for it and smiled at him,” you are my knight in shining armor.” 

she was going into the back in order to change. of course she went to knot the shirt in the front to make it more form fitting and tucked it into the waistband of her jeans. she was walking back out and making a beeline for where he was standing,” so that at least gets you one free drink so what will it be?” 

He’d texted Dahlia and asked her to come over, he wanted to see her, wanted to talk to her. Things in his mind were fuzzy about a lot of things but with her, he could see that clear. She was part of why he was doing this. He told her to just come in when she got here, he’d left the door unlocked for her. When she finally got there he sat up, “A sight for sore eyes.” He’d not actually seen her much since the night of the masquerade and all that shit went down. She was busy a lot and he knew she was still talking with people about what had happened with the men and her dad. He figured it had to be Marcus; he knew she watched Faith so there was no way it wasn’t. If they took care of that… he couldn’t fault the Devil’s too much.

life had changed drastically in the past few months. dahlia had never thought that things would go the way that they had. let alone that she would be relying on the MC for help. sure she was close with a lot of the members. after all she did babysit the presidents daughter and that meant something. marcus had agreed to help her and he had been doing what she had asked. he had been watching over her. if it wasn’t him that it was one of the other members. she had tried to get back to focusing on her work and trying to spend what free time she had with dimitri. they hadn’t seen much of each other since the night of the masquerade. 

she had been more than happy when she saw his text. she had the day off and had been trying to catch up on her cleaning and a few other things. yet the idea of spending some time with him was far better than doing laundry. she had headed to his place without even having to think twice. she went right inside since he had told her the door was be open,” it has been too long.” she was going to shut the door behind her before making her way over to where he was sitting and dropping down onto the couch beside him,” i have missed you.” she allowed her head to fall against his shoulder and let out a deep breath,” how are you?” honestly she wanted to talk about anything but herself. 

sometimes the gull of some people actually amazed her. not that she should have been surprised about it all. everyone did stupid things when they were drinking but men usually did worse things. she was trying to figure out what she could do for the rest of her shift. her hands reaching to try to peel the wet fabric from her frame. it took her by surprise when she heard someone asking if they could help. her head lifted and she bit down on her lip,” not unless you have a shirt i can borrow,” she admitted,” it’s fine, the pigs will get bored and move on and i’ll just reek of beer for the rest of my shift.” she was trying to wipe at the beer using a rag but doubted it would do anything. 

          He laughed before tilting his head to the side, “Awww, shucks, aren’t you a sweetheart?” Their interactions were mostly upbeat and positive and with Damian not exactly being the best at facing his feelings, it made it easier to just joke rather than have serious conversations. He twisted his features into an exaggerated shock expression, failing to hold it and then falling into a fit of laughter again. When finally being able to speak, he did so between chuckles, “It’s.. A surprise. The magnitude of it can be discussed, once you tell me who it is” His blunt honesty was one of Damian’s better qualities, but at times he could hurt people’s feelings, which was why he decided that should she eventually tell him who she was dating, he’d try his best to be supportive. As Dahlia continued their conversation, Damian shook his head, “I did not! That’s preposterous. I’m pretty and smart. You’re just smart… Hence, why I said you could be the brains, because you don’t have much else to work with” He tried to keep a serious face, but didn’t last long before be broke into a laugh again, and begun sucking milkshake up through the straw. “Ayee, you know I’m just kidding, little one” He even went as far as to pat Dahlia on the head, before shaking his head and trying to duck out the way of the fry being thrown at him, “Will you please stop throwing fries at me. It’s a total waste of food and you as someone who works in the service industry, should know how much it sucks to clean up after others.” If anyone else had said it, it would’ve most likely sounded very judgmental, but when the words left Damian, he knew perfectly well that Dahlia would know he was cracking a joke. “Yup. A year.. It’s crazy.” He paused, “You are too, chained to the bar. You need more nights off to come party with me!” Winking in her direction he then leaned back in his seat with his hands behind his neck, having finished the whole meal in front of him. That’s when Dahlia decided to tell him who she was dating, and Damian’s eyes widened again. “Shit! I know that dude. I used to be tight with the guy, actually” He admits, before tilting his head to the side and pushing out his lower lip while nodding, “No shit… Dimitri Perez. Haven’t heard that name in a while. I won’t make jokes. Just… Is he treating you right?” Damian couldn’t imagine he wasn’t, as Dimitri had always been a good guy, back in the day.

“I bet that’s the most action they are gonna get all year behaving like that.” Rolling her eyes and addressing the woman she was sure she’d seen before, just couldn’t place her name now. “You want to fuck with them a little?”

there were a lot of things that came with working at a bar. one of them being the drunk idiots who seemed to think it was alright to hit on her. usually she handled it but that night her mind was all over the place. she was almost tempted to just storm out but she did need her job. plus the bar was busy so that meant she was needed. she was making a face as she managed to clean up almost all of the mess. though she knew that she was going to smell like beer for the rest of her shift. she was wondering if she even had an extra top in her locker. sometimes she made sure to bring extra clothes just to play it safe. 

she was taken by surprise when she realized that she was being addressed by a woman seated at the bar. she knew her face but she didn’t remember her name. she let out a small laugh but nodded in agreement,” it’s likely that’s true.” she was shrugging since she honestly didn’t see the harm,” i’m up for it.” 

Stepping into the bar in time to watch the way the beer went all over Dahlia, eyes darting over at the guys who began laughing and everything that transpired after that instantly told him just how this shift was going to go. Instead of telling them to shut their mouths, knowing it only tended to make them get more annoying Zeke instead turned the cat calling onto them. He had no shame in it as he repeated exactly what they had been saying towards Dahlia. Now that instantly shut them up, giving them all a fake smile when they did before his face fell. “What’s the matter, you don’t like that shit?” He looked gave them a look of annoyance as he made his way behind the bar, giving her a little nod. He hadn’t been to sleep in..who knows how many hours now so while he would continue being ridiculous, he also had a little less patience than his usual self. Understandable though, no? With two people murdered, one being someone he actually knew and no answers as what the fuck was going on? Had everyone a little on edge. “I’ll clean it up.” He said as he practically yanked the rag out of her hands.