To tell you the truth

Dedicated for @Diego
With extra appearance from @Danica

DATE | 5th of June 2021
TIME | Around 10 pm
WEATHER | Warm and humid
VIBE / SURROUNDINGS | There is a good vibe, people are drunk, and there is a lot of men and a few women to look at the beautiful show that is about to come on tonight.

ATTIRE | Danica's outfit + a long fitted Blazer & Selene outfit


Selene leaned over and paid the uber driver, already having a nice buzz from the alcohol she had poured on both her and Diego at her house, or it was rather her and Walters old house. That she was more or less squadding. Because he really didn’t seem to use it very much or at all. Besides it felt like a good way of reminding him that she was still around if he ever decided to pop by and it would smell of her in every corner of the house.
She pushed Diego a little before getting out of the car “come on, this is going to be great!” even with her ten centimeters high heels he was still a head higher than her. So, her putting an arm around his shoulders was more her putting a hand on the opposite shoulder and pulling him in for a quick half armed hug. “We are going to watch some beautiful ladies, we are going to drink us a little silly, and then we are going to forget all about the people that has done us wrong these past years!” she gave him a toothy smile and walked ahead of him, her silver dress shimmering in the light and her thick brown hair that bounced around her shoulders. One thing about Selene was that she always had her confident in spades, she knew that she was a marvel to look at, and she didn’t hide away. Always in what some would think was too revealing, but she had never cared because the people that liked it happened to be the once that she didn’t mind bringing back home with her.

As they finally got into the establishment, they were met with people laughing and cheering on as the beautiful women was already doing a show on stage dancing between the men and women. Now this was something Selene could get used to. The smile formed on her lips was not to be mistaken. She was loving every moment of it, she turned around to Diego; “What do you want, I’ll get it, and then you go find us a spot to sit” as he told her what she wanted she moved to the bar that was already packed with people, if it hadn’t been for her new employee Archibald she never would have heard about this place, since he had bought it she had been here a couple of times but always as protection, so she hadn’t really had the time to take it all in as today.

She flagged down one of the bartenders and with an alluring smile she got the drinks she wanted. Perks of knowing the owner, also meant that you could drink somewhat free, because these prices were ridicules. As she got the drinks, she turned around spotting Diego walking straight over to him, putting the glasses down and threw herself in the comfortable chairs “Now, don’t tell me you still think this is a bad idea!”

She took her own glass of martini and took the olive out of the glass. Her tongue glided over the stick that it was pierced on before gliding it off and started chewing it. “You should learn that I always have fantastic ideas” Selene chuckled and looked around the beautiful women, this really was something else, and a nice diversion from all that had happened these couple of months. Being home in Gaia had not been an easy thing, not when you found out that the world that you thought you were coming back to had crumpled many years ago. That the family you once had wasn’t there anymore, even as some of them had tried to make her rethink of joining another pack. But there at least she could be someone with purpose and not having the constant reminder that the love of her life had a new one in his life. All these new people she brought home to fill the hole never did the job, as she always woke up the next day feeling just as lost as empty as the day before. Not that anyone would ever see it on her face, keeping emotions under lock and key was something that she did best in her life. Always there for others, telling them the truth when they needed them, and a hug and a comforting shoulder when the truth hurt too much.  
Maybe one of the best things about Selene, that she never lied.

She took a sip from the drink as the tones shifted and a beautiful young looking woman started walking onto the stage grabbing the microphone and started singing “I'd tell myself you don't mean a thing/But what we got, got no hold on me?/But when you're not there I just crumble/I tell myself that I don't care that much/But I feel like I'm dying till I feel your touch” while she sang she took of her jacket off in a seductive manner that made Selene shift her eyes to the long fingers that ever so delicately popped the blazers button of before she could take it off “Only love, only love can hurt like this” – “Wow” Selene breathed as beautiful dancers joined her on scene wearing next to nothing, but that voice was enough to hypnotize the men to look at her and not the women dancing around her and down the stage.
Finally, she took her eyes of the hybrid to look at Diego that didn’t really looked like he was having a great old time anymore “What?” she asked and crocked a brow.

Her eyes narrowed as he finally looked at her, she looked at Diego then back at the hybrid woman that was still singing taking more and more clothes of. But as soon as she looked over Selene and Diego there was a pause, enough to let Selene know that they had to know each other. “Damn, one of your many conquests? Oh Diego, that sucks” Selene laughed, but her lips pursed together as one of the ladies came over and started dancing for them, stepping up on the table it was clear it was a part of the show, because as she looked over it was clear that other guests were getting the same treatment, oh she was definitely coming here again.

“Look at the other ladies instead” Selene mused and blinked at the one dancing in front of them, clearly getting get idea she slid down on her knees and started dancing towards Diego by placing her hands on his knees. Selene made a small snicker and leaned back in the comfortable seat and looked towards the woman on stage. If a look could kill, that made the brows glide together. Wait, that wasn’t just the look of a scorned woman left behind. The werewolf looked at her fellow beta and liked her lips, what the hell was going on.

Selene shook her head a little, and kept her eyes otherwise occupied instead of looking at Diego that clearly already had snapped out of it, what was more interesting was watching the hybrid reaction to everything, which almost made Selene pity the girl. How almost crack her voice while singing, but she seemed like a professional as it just sounded like a part of how she sang the sound.

“it must have been a deadly kiss” the sound stopped and so did the dancers, the one working on Diego’s leaned over to whisper in his ear that if he wanted more he could always pay for a private show, giving him her name.

Selene drank the rest of her drink and placed the glass on the table as the woman blink and left them both, making a real show of swinging her hips as she walked away. A new song started, but the hybrid wasn’t the one singing this time probably outback again. “They sure know to keep you entertained here” Selene said and stood up, “I’m going to get another one, need something?” she asked looking at Diego with a knowing smile.


Danica rushed off stage and found herself locking the bathroom door pressing her back towards the hard surface. Her heart was racing. She could feel how tears glided down her cheeks, if it hadn’t been because she needed the gig so bad, and it was much more well paid than her job at the Den. Then she would have ripped that girl off Diego. A small sob escaped her, it had been like someone had ripped her heart out when she had seen it, because his look hadn’t hidden much away. His desire for the girl dancing so close to him. So, it had been true, he didn’t feel the effect of the bond at all, it was only her trapped in this. Dying had been the less cruel thing to do, did she really deserve this treatment because of something another witch had done to her? Something she had never done; she wasn’t even that powerful of a witch couldn’t even cast bigger spells that cleaning and things that could help with day-to-day things. Someone knocked on the door telling her to get a move on, and after collecting herself she opened the door making her way over to her station to make herself ready for the next show coming.

“Sure thing brother, just don’t forget me and ditch me later tonight?” she said with a teasing smile, almost telling him that if he did just that it would be alright. After that Selene left and found her way to the bar ordering another drink and asked for a dance form Tiff in a private room. The bartender nodded and gave her the instructions to which room that she had to go into to get her private dance.  
As Selene came back, she sat down “That room over there, Tiff will be waiting, my treat” she said and small deep laugh left her throat as she was enjoying every moment of this. It was nice to see Diego smile and not look so doom and gloom as he had done so many times since him and Jules had split up. That she was back, wasn’t really something Selene cared very much for.

She watched as Diego started walking towards where she had directed him, and just as he did the beautiful hybrid came on stage again this time in clothing that took her breath away. That Diego even wanted to spend time with that dancer, and not her, was beyond her. But she also understood that he had his reason.
Again she started singing, and it felt somehow different, much more down to earth and there wasn’t any dancers just her. Again Selene just sat a little back into the chair and enjoyed the show and her drink. Even as she saw how the hybrids knuckles turned white as she followed Diego walking into a private room, almost seemed like she was about to cry just by seeing that.

Danica really tried to keep her cool, but it was a hard time not to just waltz over and drag the bitch away from her mate. He was really playing with fire, making her temper raise to sky high levels. But she managed to get through the song, making the last number for the evening, she had been at it all day and even as she had slept and wasn’t going on fumes like last time, they had seen each other, there was nothing that could keep her in check.
She stood looking into the mirror in the changing room, before she turned around and walked straight towards the private room.
The scene in front of her, how Tiff was practically sitting on Diego’s lap with her nipple covered breast in his face and his hands on her ass, was enough to tear her heart apart in a million pieces. “Frank needs you Tiff” the dancer turned around looking at her with her beautiful blue eyes clearly not amused with the interruption “Tell Frank he can wait” the growl that left Danica as she took a step forward “Now. Tiff” there was no room for arguing with that voice, and Tiff clearly understood the message that it wasn’t Frank that needed her, but Danica that wanted her the hell out. “Well it's still me that gets the money, later sweetheart” she said and blinked towards Diego. Danica’s fingers folded into fists and had to close her eyes as Tiff scent went past her and she could hear the sound of her heels became muffled telling Danica that it was safe to look again.
She just stood there, glaring at Diego wanting nothing more to just punch him in the face. “I don’t work Sundays, and Thursdays remember that, and never come again while I’m working” she hissed at him, before turning around walking straight for the toilet, she needed piece before she exploded.

A small gasp left her has her back suddenly collided with the wall behind her. His warm breath reached her face letting her now that he had been drinking, properly more than he had done that night they had met each other the first time. His warm hands on her naked arms were enough to make memories flare up. And she wanted nothing more to just suppress them.
A snarl left her lips as he told her that he wasn’t leaving before he got what he had paid for. To be honest how she had found him and Tiff he had gotten way more than money should have bought him.

“I’m not!” his lips crashed down on hers, and she melted into his kiss for a moment. Her whole body was so hungry after him, that it was hard not to just give after. She wanted him so bad, but she knew that this was just another part of him punishing her for just being part witch. Finally, she snapped out of it and pushed him away “Stop” she hissed at him, pushing him away again. “You properly got more than you paid for with Tiff, now go back out to your friend and leave me alone!” she hadn’t even noticed the angry tears that ran down her cheeks while looking at him.

She just growled at him, if he thought that he was scaring her just because that he had an aura commanding her to his subordinate. But then something shifted in him, and suddenly his hands was on her head, and she was drowning in his eyes as words that she so had wished for left him.

I’m not leaving you

A gasp left her lips just before his mouth was on hers again. The passion behind it made her melt in his hands, her arms found their way around his neck and pulled him closer. He promised, he really did, could she trust it? She greedily kissed him back wanting more of him, closer his smell had been all over her for days even after she had washed it had been that damned shirt that she couldn’t throw out even as she had tried so many times. She pulled a little away and looked into his eyes “You want to get out of here?” she asked searching his face for answers, her shift was over soon anyway, so she had been going in to change before she had decided to break him and Tiff up.

The tears was quickly changed into a smile as he told her that it sounded like a good idea.
Car or cab? He was eager to get out of here, as he started to guide her towards the exit “Hey, I need to get my clothes!” she laughed, but it didn’t really seem like he felt the need for her to find her regular clothes. Her eyes narrowed and then she shook her head. “Cab it is” she said quickly “you find one, I at least need my jacket” she teased and ran back to the changing room, Tiff looked up from her station and Danica just gave her a wink, as she grabbed her clothes and put on a long jacket that could hide away the scandalous outfit she was wearing before she ran towards the exit and out into the fresh air.

Luckily cabs came and went by the minute because people were always coming, and rarely going. So, it wouldn’t be that difficult to get one. As soon as they were in one, she gave the address to southside, that for the well-versed in the area would know that it was the trailer park. At this point she didn’t really care if he knew just how poor she was.
When they started driving she was quick to glid over his lap just as Tiff had been sitting, her scent was all over him and she didn’t care much for it. “You smell like her” she said with a low growl kissing his neck.

Selene looked over her shoulder as she saw Diego leaving, and she just laughed and shook her head. Minutes after a woman came running and she recognized her as the woman that had been singing and Diego had looked a little funnily at. Oh, this was going to be an interesting story for later, but now she was about to have her own fun, her eyes followed a younger dancer and she quickly rose from her seat and followed her into a private room.

Danica made a small sigh as she felt his teeth nibbling her skin, it felt so nice. The same with his hand that wandered under her coat to his exposed cheek. “I’m not really sure that you are that sorry” she mumbled kissing him up his neck to his ear. Then she pulled a little away. Wait had she just heard that he had said an address before she had sat in? He did, didn’t he. It hadn’t really registered with her before now, as she had been too busy making up for lost time.

“Wait” she said and looked with him with a raised brow and pushed him back using her superhuman strength. “Were you just about to leave me behind?” she asked, feeling how a pit started to form in her stomach. How drunk was he? What if he woke up the next day and figuring out just what he had said, and then left again? More angry than last time, because he properly would come up with some excuse that she had just used her witch power to cheat him into wanting her again.

She didn’t understand what was going on, had he been doing all of this for her to come to her or was he just lying to her? She didn’t understand why he kept being so cruel to her, he could be with whoever he wanted. But she, she was locked in this bond forever. Her eyes shifted between his face and looking at the leather seat beside her. The cabdriver even remembered the address, her eyes looked into his, something had broken it was so clear to see. The perfect façade of either anger or sweetness crumbled and there was nothing behind but the scared girl that had been left behind so many times. He just wanted her because she was easy, because she wanted him and that was why he was coming home with her. If she hadn’t been fast enough, she would have been standing on the parking lot looking around, and he, he would have left her behind after he had just promised! “It’s fine, I’m just a damned witch, right?” her voice cracked, and she slid away from his lap and sat over in the corner of the car. “just, just take him to his address” she finally said and curled into a ball looking out the window.

She didn’t take his hand; she didn’t even look at him. She was processing all of what had happened tonight, there was also another reason for why she didn’t speak, because both her accent was getting deeper with her French. But there was also the very fact that she always started to stutter when she got upset. So, she kept silent, watch how the light from the lamppost went by them in a blur. She remembered when she had been young and her adoptive parents had brought her home from the orphanage, she had sat just like this, looking at the light.

After some time, she wasn’t even sure how long they finally arrived at Ellison Avenue. Her eyes closed and she took a deep breath in. If he could just get out of the car, and then leave her alone that would be the best. He didn’t even need to say anything, he could even be more brutal than last time. Open the door, get out, close it and walk into his house. But he didn’t, and she opened her eyes and looked towards him as he called her, my queen. Her brows knitted towards each other, what was this?
“N-n-no” she stuttered and bit down her lip trying to get her stuttering under control. Then he paid the cab driver and got out. He opened the door, she looked at him and wasn’t budging “I s-s-said n-n-no!” she finally got out still with her stuttering problem. She could hear the cabdriver loudly sigh. Anger flared up and she got out of the car without thinking. “You can-n-n’t, ju-s-st do w-w-hat you w-w-want” she made an angry growl at herself because she couldn’t stop herself from repeating the words, the door shut and she wasn’t sure if it had been her or Diego that had closed it. Then the driver took off, “s-stop!” she yelled and ran a few steps after it before she threw her hands up in the air. This had to be one of the worst nights in a long time!

It’s a long way home
She turned around her hair bouncing around her face, it was clear that she wasn’t very happy with him right now. But she was standing in Aston, at least twenty minutes just by car, so he had a point about it being a long way to go. Beside it wasn’t just the thing about her standing here on Ellison Avenue, but she was standing in next to nothing with a bag in her hand containing her clothes. So worst case scenario she could just change and then walk home, the fresh air and the excise would help getting this wild wind of emotions in check. Angry and hurt she stomped towards him and then up to the house waiting for him to open and let her in. She didn’t want to look at him, and she did all she could not to be close enough that she could accidently touch him.

It was almost overwhelming as she stepped into the house the many smells that almost attacked her. She looked towards him; he wasn’t even living alone. “Y-you, s-sure I s-should be here?” she almost had the stuttering under control as she again put her arms around her almost hugging herself.