Mija Priestess

Part 18

It took a minute and a few more shots but then the word vomit started and I couldn't, try as I may, stop it. "So basically it turns out that I do really fancy Damian and it also turns out that you are right about him. You are also right about me needing to be careful otherwise he is going to break my heart more than it already is. But I tried to listen to you and I tried to remember everything that you had told me but I didn't and now I'm broken hearted and he's upstairs with another woman."

"Woah, chill your beans and take your time. I kind of guessed that you and Damian fancied each other and it was confirmed to me the other day when you told me that he was calling you Mija. He only calls that to a select person, everyone else is Chica. Why are you so broken hearted though? What has happened for us to be here with you sobbing into your 3rd double gin and to be 5 Tequila shots down?"

The barman brought a few more shots over and Rhea refused them knowing that I was already getting close to my limit and she didn't have to want to spend the night babysitting me in a bathroom.

I continued and made sure to answer her questions. "I thought he was ok but it wasn't until Monday night that I realised that I really did fancy him. We arranged to sort out his tights Tuesday but then obviously as you already know I fainted, he looked after me and we went for food. What I didn't tell you was that after we kissed he came to my room and we spent the night together, nothing in it though. We literally shared a cuddle and a bed." I paused and Rhea looked concerned but nodded for me to continue.

"Then yesterday he did a radio interview in which he said he had his eye on a special lady, I thought that he had played me and then he turned up at my room with that huge bunch of flowers that are sat on my coffee table. He also brought my lunch because he was worried that I wouldn't have eaten." The tears started to flow and I was a bit of a drunken mess but I carried on. "Then last night he took me on a date, we went for sushi and then a private tour of the Alamo followed by a moonlit river walk back to the hotel. Then we went back to our own rooms but I crumbled when he messaged. He said his bed felt empty and I asked him to come to my room. One thing led to another."

"Sophie did you and Damian have sex? I warned you both that this would happen." Rhea wasn't saying in it a bitchy way though, she was being a lot more sympathetic than I thought that she would be.

"No, not all the way but we definitely fooled around and that is why he was in my room this morning. But then since you arrived and he left he has hardly said 2 words to me all day. I went to leave my room earlier to take him his finished gear and he was showing a woman into his room. He was calling her Chica, so I think we both know what that means." At this point I found myself switching from sad girl drunk to angry girl drunk. We ordered another drink, me one more gin and Rhea had a diet soda.

I felt myself starting to rant and Rhea just allowed me too. "You know what Rhea, I am done. I will drop his gear at his room in a bit and then he can go to hell. I am not being used, after all he was the one who said no ulterior motive he just wanted to make sure that his gear was decent for Saturday."

Rhea looked over my shoulder before looking back to me and trying her best to calm me down. "Are you sure that that is what you want to do though? Maybe there is something there and you should give him a chance to explain, especially if you two hadn't decided to give things a go."

"Yeah, I'm sure. Damian isn't getting another chance to play with my heart, it was great while it lasted but I need to focus on myself and all he is is just a distraction. We agreed that we were going to take things slowly because I didn't want to upset you. HE agreed to that and said that he understood that but obviously not. Instead I have ended upsetting and hurting myself and I can't allow myself to let another man in. Not now. I mean it, I am done. He used me, got what it was that he wanted last night and that is that. I'll drop his gear at his door and he can text any issues to me and I will pass his future requests onto one of the other seamstresses."

Rhea looked back over my shoulder and gave someone a sympathetic look. I turned around to see who it was but there was no one there. Maybe she had had more to drink than I realised.

DAMIAN'S POV

Rhea had messaged me to say that she and Sophie were meeting in the bar for a drink. I decided that once I had finished what I needed too in my room that I would go down and join them. Maybe Sophie would be encouraged after a drink to let Rhea know that we were dating and taking things slow.

However, when I got to the table Sophie hadn't seen me but Rhea had. Sophie was really letting rip, I thought that she actually liked me and who knows she may have even been the one who would have been able to tame me. As I stood there all I could hear was Sophie telling Rhea that she was done with me and I could go to hell. She was telling Rhea that I used her. How could she think that after all the reassuring I was trying to do? Rhea gave me a sympathetic look and I made my way out hastily so that Sophie didn't have a chance to see me.