Trust and Tears

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At the club, Carmen is three drinks deep on the dance floor with Damian. He's chuckling at her, playfully spinning her. Dom laughs from the VIP table and looks across it at Rhea.

"I thought you weren't coming?" He says over the music.

"Someone needs to keep an eye on her." Rhea annoyedly states as she watches Carmen.

"I could-"

"Someone sober Dom Dom." Rhea cuts him off.

Dom shrugs and downs another shot, chasing it with Sprite. Finn shakes his head at him.

"Weak." He chuckles and Dom flips him off.

Carmen and Damian make their way back to the table and sit. They're both laughing with each other. Carmen reaches for a drink but Rhea gently grabs her hand instead.

"Come on. It's time we get you back." She says.

Looking down at their hands and frowning, Carmen pulls hers away and grabs a drink before looking at her.

"No. Just leave Rhea. Leave because we both know that's gonna happen. She's right, I'm not going to ever be good enough for you or for him." She says and downs the drink in one gulp.

Realization and sadness settles on Rhea's face. The table has gone silent, the guys trying not to make it obvious that they heard. She looks to Damian, silently asking him to watch her. He nods.

"I've got her. We're sharing a room." He whispers to her.

Rhea looks to Carmen again. She's drinking a fifth drink and heading back out to the dance floor. Sighing, Rhea gets up and leaves the table, walking out of the club and making her way to the hotel.

Damian finds Carmen on the floor, dancing away with her good arm in the air. Her drink is above her head, spilling everywhere. He grabs the glass from her and dances with her.

"Maybe that's enough to drink Princesa." He says.

Carmen shrugs and stumbles over her feet again, nearly falling flat on her ass. Damian catches her and she's laughing again. He sighs and wraps an arm around her waist to keep her on her feet.

"Come. Let's go back to the hotel." He says.

Surprisingly, Carmen doesn't put up a fight when Damian says goodnight to the guys and helps her out of the bar and into an Uber. The hotel is only a short walk away but he can't risk her falling and her skirt is way too short for being carried.

Carmen was chatting, slurring her words, the whole way to the hotel and all the way to their room on the fourth floor. Damian helps her inside and sits her down on her bed. She yawns and stretches, smiling up at him. He winks at her before going to the bathroom.

A few minutes later there's a knock at the door and Damian opens it. He groans a little seeing Rhea on the other side.

"Oh great not this again. I would like to sleep with less moaning noises tonight please." He says.

Rhea rolls her eyes and Damian chuckles, letting her in. She takes one look at Carmen sitting on the bed and walks over to her, kneeling before her. Carmen looks down at her.

"Can I get you changed?" Rhea asks softly.

"No I can do it myself." Carmen mumbles.

Rhea pops up as Carmen stands, wobbling all over the place and falling forward. Rhea catches her and sits her back down on the bed. She walks to Carmen's suitcase and grabs a pair of panties and a set of pajamas. She turns back to her and tries again.

"Can I get you changed, Carmen?"

"Yeah.." Carmen says.

Rhea helps her stand and guides her to the bathroom, shutting the door behind them. She steadies Carmen in front of the shower and turns the warm water on.

"Can I shower you?" She asks, looking into Carmen's eyes.

Carmen hesitates, opening her mouth to speak but closing it and rubbing her arm. She doesn't know what to do or think right now. Or what Rhea's plan for her in that shower is.

"Just trust me?" Rhea asks.

A small sigh escapes her lips and Carmen nods slightly. Rhea gently grabs the bottom of the mesh top she's wearing and pulls it up over her head. Carmen winces at the pain in her shoulder when she lifts her arm. Rhea puts the shirt aside and reaches around her, unclasping her bra and pulling it down off her body.

Kneeling down in front of Carmen, Rhea gently tugs the leather skirt and her panties down her hips and to the floor. She helps her step out of them before standing back up, stripping herself and stepping into the shower with her.

The warm water hits Carmen's shoulders and runs down her back. She sighs softly and closes her eyes. Rhea lets her relax under the water for a minute before she grabs a wash cloth and starts cleaning her with it. She's gentle, slow. When Rhea looks back at her face she sees tears in Carmen's eyes, spilling down her cheeks.

"I'm scared, scared of you leaving me. I don't want to be hurt." Carmen whispers, her voice cracking.

Rhea wipes Carmen's tears and grabs her hands, squeezing them. She leans in and kisses her softly. Carmen kisses her back and she pulls away slightly, their foreheads still touching, to speak.

"I'm not leaving. I'm sorry I don't open up and show my feelings enough. It terrifies me. But if you need that, I can work harder at it. Just please don't leave us." Rhea whispers.

She kisses Carmen gently again before rinsing her body and stepping out of the shower. Rhea dries her off with the towel and helps her dress again. Holding her panties for her to step into and pulling them up for her before doing the same with her pajama shorts. She stands and grabs the top, pulling it over Carmen's head and helping her push her arms through.

Once they're both dressed, Rhea walks Carmen out of the bathroom and towards her bed. She pulls back the sheets and lies Carmem beneath them, tucking her in like a burrito.

Carmen looks up at her, tears in her eyes again.

"Will you stay and hold me?" She asks

Rhea smiles softly and motions for her to move over some. Carmen does and Rhea climbs under the covers with her. Rhea grabs her arms and pulls her close, allowing her to wrap her arms around her. She also envelopes Carmen in her arms, rubbing her back softly.

When she feels Carmen's body shaking softly as she breaks down, Rhea moves one hand to the back of her head. She holds her tighter and caresses her head, letting her cry and get it out until she finally falls asleep.

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