Looking Out For A Hero | Dominessa
Who?: Dominic Smythe and Vanessa Rose
When?: Saturday, December 29th. Around 11 at night.
Where?: Downtown LA and Dom's flat.
What?: Vanessa runs off to a club and is attacked in an ally. Dom saves her and discovers her secret.
Other Notes: FINALLY!
NESSA
It was supposed to work. The only reason she'd come back here was to fuck Dom again and get rid of these...feelings she was having. Nessa had thought that it was going to be something as simple as having sex with him again but clearly she'd been wrong. Leaving his dorm and heading to a club had resulted in nothing more than wanting to be even closer to Dominic than before. None of this was supposed to be happening. She wasn't supposed to be interested in anyone, she wasn't supposed to care about anyone like this. Not after what happened. Feeling something meant that she was opening herself up to be vulnerable and then he could hurt her.
The club would have been the perfect choice, or it would have been. There had been plenty of very hot guys and she'd flirted, had her choice of guys and ended up in the middle of the dance floor making out with one of them. But then she'd begun to think about Dom, think about how she'd just left him in bed the second he fell asleep and abandoned him like that only to come out here with some guy she didn't know. God, what was wrong with her? She couldn't even stay when it was someone who truly cared about her. But letting him get close enough to find out what had happened to her was not something she could do. The look of disgust she knew she'd see on his face was more than she could take. And how could he no think awful of her once he knew? Anyone would. She was dirty, used...and Dom deserved better.
Dancing wasn't doing it for her tonight and she honestly couldn't stand the thought of another guys hands on her after sleeping with Dom only a few hours ago. So Nessa made her excuse and headed out of the club and back toward Chelsea. She'd made it about five blocks when she began to feel the worry and paranoia of someone following her, one look back told her easily that it was the guy who'd been dancing with her. There was really only one person she could think of for help and with shaky hands she called him, hoping he'd still help her after realizing what she'd been doing. "Dom? Please help, someone's following me. I left and went to a club. I'm sorry, I thought I could get over you if I slept with you again and I left when you fell asleep but I was wrong and I need you. Please Dom, I'm scared." Nessa didn't stop walking, hoping that the man wouldn't do anything if she didn't stop, but a sudden hold on her wrist and a quick scream before he got his hand over her mouth was the last thing Dom would have heard as her phone fell to the sidewalk.
