Dinah Jane Imagines

You lose something of hers (part 2)

-Dinah's Pov-

After she tells me she lost the necklace, I am absolutely fuming! I couldn't believe she'd lose my necklace! I lent it to her because I love her, and she just lost it! What does this say about our relationship?

I ran up to our bedroom and shut the door behind me. After a little while, i hear her come up the stairs, she knocks softly. "Dinah?" I hear her whisper. But in a flush of anger I just throw the nearest thing on the bedside table at the door and put my headphones in, turning the music so loud I can't even hear myself thinking. I eventually fall asleep, and when I wake up, I am completely calmed down, and I know it was wrong of me to snap like that. After all, she did say she was sorry.

I decide to go and check on her, since it was terrible of me to leave her to sleep on the couch. When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I look around but can't seem to find her. She is probably just in the kitchen. When I get to the kitchen however, she isn't there either.

I look around and see a note and a small black box. I read the note first. I am shocked at what I read. Sure I said those things, but I never meant them. I was just mad. I never even gave her the chance to explain, or tell me she got a new one. Now she thinks she was a mistake and that my necklace meant more to me than her and due to my stupidity she doesn't even know how much I love her! She means everything to me and now I lost her!

I need to go look for her. I assume she went to her friends place, so I drive straight there.
At first her friend doesn't want me to talk to her, but I explain to her that I want to apologise, and eventually she lets me go to her.

"It's me, Dinah" I say being as gentle as possible as I knock on the door. I hear sniffling on the other side of the door. It breaks my heart. "Please open up. I want to talk to you!" Then I hear shuffling, and hear her come to the door. She just stands there, and I can tell she isn't planning on opening the door. "Could you please open up? I want to talk to you?" I whisper nearly falling over from the amount of pain I am causing her. "I'm so sorry." I tried again, but still she did nothing.

"Love, I'm truly sorry. I didn't mean a word I said last night. It wasn't your fault, and you were not a mistake! You were the best thing that has ever happened to me! Just please let me tell it to your face." I beg, sliding down the wall now. "I know I hurt you, but I also know that you love me too, and you want this to work just as badly as me! So please, open the door." I plead again, with tears now rolling down my face.

I hear the soft click of the door handle, and I immediately get to my feet. She opens the door, and there she is, just as beautiful as ever. "I love you." I whisper stepping closer, and taking her hands in both of mine. "And never forget that! No matter what stupid things I ever do. I love you so, so much." I continue, and she smiles. "I love you too!" I hug her tightly and notices she finches a little.

"What's wrong?" I ask her, placing my hands on her upper arms. I see her wince again. "Nothing." She quickly mutters, staring at the ground. I gently start peeling the shoulder of her shirt down to see what is causing her pain. My jaw drops when I see huge purple bruises covering her arms. "Who did this, baby?" I beg her to tell me. She just shakes her head.

"Please tell me." I beg, my voice slightly more demanding. I hear her mumble something but I can't quite understand. "What, babe? Who did this?" I ask, desperately trying to find out. "The fans." She softly whispers and I gently pull her to my chest. "It's ok, baby. I won't let them hurt you again. Do you want to explain what happened?" I ask softly, although my anger is rising. She sniffles softly.

"I was walking to my car, and they started pushing me around, and they grabbed at me, and someone took your necklace, and then they all just ran off." She explains, burying her face in my chest. I can't believe they would do this to her. "I'm sorry, Dinah. I don't want you to be mad your fans." She quickly ads. I kiss the top of her head and rub her back.

"I appreciate that you're trying to protect them, but they hurt you. Physically. That's not okay. You can always come to me. I'll protect you, I promise. However I am going to do something about this. You could have gotten seriously hurt." I say, already thinking of what I can do to let the fans know I'm disappointed in the few who take such desperate measures.

"Thank you, Dinah." She softly says.

"Anything for you, baby."