12: Private Time

x 2012

Karen, La'Melia, Joy and Rocky’s current girlfriend Maya all stood in the kitchen preparing small finger foods which consist of sandwiches, meatballs, nachos and cheese, and Melia put her old bartender ways back into play preparing tasty alcohol beverages for the FSU football game coming on. Many of the guys only needed some Hennessy to hold them over, but the ladies love the gummy bear and worm Vodka addiction that was becoming viral. Each of them grabbed an object, walking back on to the man cave where everyone of the men sat around, all roars and laughs as they spoke on the possibilities of this opening season game for the Florida State team and Georgia Bulldogs team.

La'Melia simply sat down the 2 fresh bottles of alcoholic beverages before quietly excusing herself back into the upper area of the house and up the stairs. Right now is a gathering moment, but her fiancé is impossible to live even in this loving time. All night she’s been in her own space, thinking about everything that happened up to this moment. How she made someone so comfortable in a relationship that they become so disrespectful? Thankfully, somewhat, Shade has major control and has never made headlines with his dirt, but goodness, if he ever did the NBA may just kick him out the league.

Standing in front of the vanity of their bathroom, she reached for the klennox beside her, wiping her face. Silent tears were the worst in her opinion. It’s never good. That’s when she’s hit her breaking point and honestly feels like giving up. The last time she hurt so much was when her mother pasted.

An evil thought tugged at her, remembering De'Shade’s phone was upstairs. Just a few steps away from her in the bedroom, in its normal spot; on the bed charging. For a man who is manipulative as him. Who lies and cheats; he doesn’t hide his phone. The Blackberry Curve device is forever in reach. At any given time, Melia can have a look for herself, and even though Shade may fear this, he’s never hidden it. The act alone sometimes fools her because there’s the thought that maybe he doesn’t have anything to hide because he doesn’t cheat. But he’s a ball player. That’s all La'Melia could think. Since a year ago in Las Vegas, Melia hasn’t seen much of an issue with woman. That particular day he ended up getting wasted with his group of, mostly single friends, and “forgetting” their relationship. Melia found out and left him for 2 months, that seemed to scare him enough. Since then there hasn’t been nothing to actually worry about, but who knows? In beginning of their relationship he was good with the balance until it caught up with him. And who’s to say now isn’t one of those perfect balances?

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Author’s Note: “Prince” Belial’s pronouns are she/her OR they/them… [they are agender/non binary, choosing to be gender-neutral and addressed accordingly by their preferred pronouns.] Instead of being referred to as a Queen, Priestess or Princess of Hell – Belial is called a Prince although holding some outward appearance of a “woman”, this does not mean in Hell or on Earth they ARE identified as a woman. 

BELIAL

Shiloh’s trail and scent had evaded Xavier’s senses just long enough to make it to her domicile. I knew I had to act fast, there wasn’t much time left before she would figure out her power in attempt to use it. Even I knew that her escape was a stupid idea, completely asinine. You have a child to think of, a child who will obviously need his father even if he isn’t what you thought he was. There was fear in my heart of him as a human, when I became who I was, there was more understanding than fear. All that I once felt had become something new, when glancing at his face I couldn’t exactly describe what I felt. It was not hate, not entirely. 

When I entered the home, it was dead silent aside from Xaire’s soft coos. I tilted my head at his sounds, his little movements on the soft bedding upstairs before ascending them slowly. It had been a long time since I had any contact with an infant, an infant so close to home. I flashed the smile I tried to hard to fight off as I slipped in undetected by Shiloh, using my left hand for support for his tiny head then my right for his body I lifted him. 

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I really feel like she's lying cause I fe like she could of saved both of them

She could be lying, but we won't know for sure.

Now Miss. Courtney, I hope ya intentions good, lil mama. Don't be stopping this man because you got other ideas going on in that head of yours 👀 & Nicky should at least go to the burial if he doesn't attend the funeral. My only concern is how her family will react to him.....either way, he needs to pay his respects someway. Like he said that was his soon to be fiancé & if the tables were turned I'm sure he would want her there.

Courtney: Yes, my intentions are good, I saved his life... But I'm more concerned about how he reacts to the family instead of vice versa. I'm sure he'll pay his respects the smart way instead of being a dumb ass and thinking he can do anything without consequences.

Ohhhh Miss. Courtney, why you didn't save both of them? She's of some kind of value, right?

Courtney: Of course she is but, Dominick was the easier one to get out.

Yasss I'm already hooked on this story

Yayyy!

I feel so bad for Dominic that must suck his fiancé is dead

Right, poor baby.

Is he like a vampire now

It looks that way 😈

Her family is probably gonna wonder why he didn't show up to the funeral tho

Or they think he died with her.

Did Dominic and Courtney just meet

They meant the day of the accident.

I wish Courtney saved both of them

Me and you both 😔

1/2 02: Not No Cheeseburgers

1 Weeks Later

Dominick’s P.O.V

“You’re stupid if you think I’m not going to the funeral. You’re even more stupid if you think you’re gone be the one to stop me.” I walked towards the apartment door as I pulled my jacket on. Courtney moved swiftly to block the door from me, I looked down at her with a deep frown. “Move out my way, now.” Nothing was gone stop me from attending Babygirl’s funeral.

"Think about it Dominick, you can’t just go to the funeral-”

I rudely cut her off, “why the hell not? She’s my- she was my girlfriend, my soon to be fiancé. I can’t just not go!” My voice was raising with my anger, but it didn’t intimidate Courtney out of my way.

"You’re not ready.” Even though her words were simple, I wasn’t hearing them. “There’s this thing called bloodlust, you’re so focused on leaving but think about what you’re putting yourself through. Whose gone be there? Her family. Which means her mother, father, brothers or sisters, shit friends maybe. The only thing you’re gone want to do is slaughter them… You will slaughter them.” Courtney’s voice was calm, I started to listen to her words, but the only thing that stuck to me was bloodlust.

My concerns and thoughts about the funeral and Lavender was now replaced by blood. Within seconds my mouth became dry, my throat felt like someone lit a match in it and I had this killer headache.

“See look, you’ll endanger everyone and yourself if you go like this.”

I had this dark temptation in my ear that begged for blood. Soon I had this sharp pain in my mouth that made my hands put pressure against my cheeks. Courtney watched me go through the agony for a few more minutes before she guide me back to the couch.

“I’m sorry to tell you this but, you need to eat something and I’m not talking cheeseburgers.”

Courtney’s P.O.V

As much as Dominick wanted to keep the ‘human’ side of him, he needed to feed. If he keeps choosing not to the agony he’s in now will only be worst. I don’t want to see him go through that, shit I already feel bad enough for pulling him out of the sinking car. Who would’ve thought saving a man’s life and giving him a gift in my opinion would cause so much harm.

“It’s either you do or you will die a slow death.” I watched as Dominick went into a coughing fit, he gasped like he needed the air. “So will you?” I asked him, once Dom finally calmed down he looked up with a whole new face.

The dark bags under his eyes were now visible, he hasn’t gotten much sleep in the past week. His cheek bones were starting to sink in and he was growing pale. I tilted my head slightly to the side as it was taking you a while to answer me.

“Come on D-”

"Yes Courtney, I will damn.”

So ready

Make sure to be ready tomorrow ☺️

U ain't even gotta ask I'm always ready lol

Tomorrow boo... It's kinda late.

Whose ready for the next chapter... ?

Well now I'm officially sad. 😔

Aw cheer up boo ☺️

Thanks y'all for all the feedback, it means a lot to me 💕 so I’m going to start typing Chapter 2.