[The Volturi Imagine Book Two]

🏜️Demetri x Reader - Oklahoma Smokeshow🏜️

While writing, my playlist was playing and I couldn't help but think of the stories in each song and how they would look played out with our beloved Volturi members.

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Song by Zach Brya

Theme - tells a story of small-town jealousy, crime, and unrequited love. The song is about a small-town woman who is desired by many men, but is most drawn to a man who drinks too much, steals from cash registers, and is headed for a bad life

Demtri watched her, his glass filled with the strongest whiskey on the menu. A pleasant drink he could consume to forget her very presence, but such a drink would only turn bitter on his tongue, forcing him to reject it. Such was the outcome of immortality.

It was always a distant thought. As a human in Greece, wine was the pleasure of the gods. He'd drink until he forgot all his miseries, but even into his eternal life they seemed to follow, but no escape could be granted this time.

She was perfection, daughter of Aphrodite herself, but not his. Would never be his. Every century she was there, desired by not only him, but many other men who surrounded her. Beckoning her to give them even a glimpse of her attention. Her love. Her sweet devotion.

She danced around the bar top. Barefooted, hair undone, carelessly free. Her white dress flowing around her, her jeweled feet not tripping once. They were under her spell. Such fools, Demetri grumbled. But who was he to judge, he too was caught. Watching, admiring, and left wondering what life would be like if she would spare him even a glance, and see how his heart pumped only for her.

     "My dear friend," The only title he carried. Should have been good enough, but it wasn't. Demetri wanted more. Wanted her heart, her lips on his neck, her heart, her hand in marriage.  He was the one she ran to when her boyfriend and her got into a fight, always resulting in her in Demetri arms crying and terrified. By the same time the next day, she'd be back in his arms.

Demetri felt him before even looking. The only man she would leave here tonight with, and share his bed, and heart. Looking over, the smirk was enough to cause a growl to leave Demetri's throat. She was always bailing the fool out when he got into trouble, having to clean up after him. Not a single token of true love was presented, only lust and carnal desires of flesh and bone. His breath reeked of alcohol, cigarettes, and weed. Nails filthy from the rumbles he got into, body tatted, and scars up his back and stomach.

What did she see in him that was far more attractive than Demetri?

    "The bar is closed in five minutes!" The bartender shouted to the crowd of people. Demetri frowned, taking the whiskey and tossing it to the ground, and getting up. Placing a twenty on the counter, he nodded to the bartender.

As he passed her, their eyes locked. Her smile she graced him with erased any anger that was building up. Her soft voice calling his name, caused his throat to run dry. "Goodnight Demetri!" She called out with a wave as she fell into her boyfriend's arms.

     "Goodnight.."