2 months now, my mind scrambled. I pound on Dice's door, waiting for him to answer.
"What?" The door flew open, but he paused seeing me. "Doll if boss sees you near me after hours, we're both dead." He leaned against the doorway.
"We never finished dance lessons." I cross me arms, staring at him.
"Listen kid, I don't got time, we can't be doing this. Plus me and Pirouletta are dance partners now, so there's no point." He lit a cigarette.
"Fine, fine." I huff, turning around. I'll win. I walk off, smirking.
The next day.
I sat at a table, watching the 2 preform. I groan, I should be up there with him.
"Why don't you go against Daddy kid?" Ashton sat next to me.
"He won't, I can't take seeing those 2 dance. I don't know why it bugs me..." I put my head down.
"Easy, you've fallen for his charm." Ashton slid me a beer. "Drink it off." I look up.
"I- Father says it's not good to."
"Father this- Father that- Live kid, me and Dice are good and we had no father to listen to." Ashton laughed. I looked at the drink, chugging it quickly. "There ya go kid." Ashton smirked. "Feel like a man?"
"Get me another then I'll answer." I laugh. One more turned into, I can't count right now. My words slurred as I hung onto Ashton, he laughed.
"We can party." He drug me to the bar.
"Oh Helllllll yeah, fuck my dad, I'll fuck whoever I want." I hiccup.
"You said it." He laughed.
"Dice is in his room, right?" I asked as I got up, swaying.
"Most likely." Ashton nodded.
"Perfect." I started walking to the halls, then the elevator.
"Kingsley!" I saw a little me yell as he jumped into a younger Dice's arms
"Hey wolf pup." Kingsley smiled as he twirled younger me.
"Let's go! I wanna preform!" Younger me yelled.
"Anytime." Kingsley yelled. I covered my ears dropping down to the elevator corner, closing my eyes tightly.
"P-Please Dice forgive me." Another me begged.
"You're why my folks are dead!" Kingsley yelled. "I hate you! I hate how I loved you!" I broke into a sob.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up." I repeat as I sobbed. A hand gently brought my face up, Pirouetta...
"Hey, everything good?" She helped me up. I was shaking, memories of me and Dice kept playing that didn't even exist. I shook my head, I can't breathe or speak. I fall back, she quickly picked me up and ran to Dice's room. "King! King!" She called out, not able to knock.
"What now?" He opened the door and paused.
"Listen, I know you just told me to fuck off, but I found him in the elevator, sobbing, talking to himself, he reeks of alcohol too." She explained.
"Bring him in." Dice opened the door, letting her place me onto one of his couches, by now I was passed out.
"He was having a full on break down Dice." She shook her head. "Should I get Mr Lucifer?" She asked softly.
"No. He'll stay here for the night." Dice sighed. "Thanks, keep this between us."
"I will." She smiled as she went off, yet she didn't, even added some story.
"Why'd you throw your horn?" I look at him as I slowly open my eyes.
"Doll, just sleep." He couldn't answer that. I could never know the truth.
"I hate it... Watching everyone have fun, yet I had to stay inside, reading up on how to start wars, what war will damn the most people. What plagues to start... I hate it..." I sniffle. "I don't know why i hate seeing you dance with her... but I do..."
"Doll..." He sat next to me.
"I don't want to admit it, but I'd rather dance with you than rule Hell... even if it just dancing." I got up and put my hands on his chest. "We can keep it hush hush. I promise. Just please..." I begged him, our lips close, but not touching.
"You're aware of the consequences..." He whispered.
"I am... I don't care though." I whisper back, finally getting that kiss.
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