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Lost Ring ❤️😂

Dinah wildly threw her, now empty, suitcase on the floor of the hotel room. She had thrown all the items out of the bag in search of her misplaced belonging.

Her wedding ring.

Dinah and Lauren had been married for just over two months, and Dinah was so bad about keeping up with her ring. It wasn't when she was wearing it that she had trouble with it, because half the time, she forgot it was even on, but when she took it off to shower or do other things, she always seemed to misplace it.

Lauren had tried fixing that problem by purchasing her a gold chain with a small heart pendant on it, so when she took her ring off, she could put it on the chain. It had worked for a few days, but then Dinah continued her old antics.

It wasn't that she meant to lose it, because the ring meant more to her than any other possession, but it was almost inevitable. She was never great with belongings, flashback to when she lost her phone, but she tried her best, knowing this was something important.

"Dinah, do you want to g-Whoa! What the heck is going on in here?" Camila asked when she saw the state of the hotel room.

"Shh! Chancho, get your ass in here, and close the door." Dinah hissed through gritted teeth.

Camila did as she was told, but shot the girl a confused look. "You do realize that Lauren is going to kill you when she sees this mess. You know she likes organized chaos. This isn't organized." Camila shook her head while gesturing to the array of thrown clothes.

"Chancho, can you just shut up for a minute? I'm trying to think." Dinah hissed again. She ran her hands through her hair and retraced her steps in her brain.

"What are you looking for?"

"My ring." Dinah sighed while picking up some of her clothes and shaking them in hopes of seeing the small, silver band fall out.

"You lost your wedding ring? Lauren is going to kill you!" Camila gasped. Dinah shot her a death glare.

"Can you shut up? If Lauren finds out, I'll end you."

Camila smile mischievously. "Oh, Lauren..." She called softly while walking towards the door. Dinah jumped to her feet and ran over to the girl, tackling her to the ground.

"KARLA, I'M SERIOUS!" Dinah roared, terrified that her wife will actually kill her.

Camila rolled with laughter underneath the girl. "Get your big butt off of me, Hansen. Don't make me get your wife."

Dinah climbed off of the girl and went back to searching for her ring. If she didn't find it soon, she was dead.

"When was the last time you had it?"

Dinah took a deep breath. "Okay, so this morning I had it on when I woke up. I know I had it on for sure, because Lauren made a comment about how proud she was of me that I hadn't lost it in a while."

"So much for that." Camila snorted.

"Seriously, Camila. You've gotta help me. If Lauren comes back and finds out that I don't know where it is, she's going to kill me. I'm too young to die!"

"Okay, calm down. Let's replay this morning." Camila sat on the bed. "What was the first thing you did this morning?"

"I woke up, and I laid in bed while I waited for Lauren to wake up." Dinah recalled. "I was on instagram. By the way, have you seen Ariana's new pictures? She's hot." She trailed off.

"Okay! We're talking about your wife, not my girlfriend. Next?"

"Right, um, she woke up and we...did some things." Dinah hinted while Camila rolled her eyes. Her eyes widened when she realized she was sitting on the bed, and she jumped up. "You're so dramatic, Chancho."

"I don't want to get your juices on me!" Camila whined. "That's gross."

Dinah rolled her eyes this time and sighed. "Then, I went to shower and when I came back, Lauren told me she was going out to breakfast with Ally and Steven."

"Okay, did you take it off after that?"

Dinah shrugged. "I don't think so. I thought I had it on during my shower, but I could be wrong."

Camila sighed heavily and placed a hand on Dinah's shoulder. "You're not going to find it."

"Thanks for your positive words, Chancho." Dinah sarcastically stated. "I really appreciate it."

Dinah phone pinged from the nightstand, making her move to read the notification. "Holy shit, Lauren is on her way back! What the hell do I do?"

"Why don't you tell her the truth?"

"So she can kill me and then divorce my sorry, dead ass? No thank you." Dinah shook her head. "You have to find a way to stall her!"

"What? I'm not getting involved. Lauren will kill me."

The two girls heard the door to the hotel room open, and Lauren walked in with a smile on her face and a white take-out box in her hand. "Hey, Camz. What are you doing here?"

"I was just, uh, making a vine! Yeah, a vine." Camila held her phone up. "But I must go now, because...I have to pee." She lied.

Lauren gave her a confused look. "Um, you could just pee in our bathroom." She gestured to the restroom of the hotel room.

"Um no, because I like my bathroom." She stuttered. "So, I'm going to go now..." She took a few cautious steps around Lauren before running out of the room.

Lauren turned to Dinah with an amused face. "What's wrong with her?"

Dinah chuckled nervously. "Oh, Y-you know Camila. She's always crazy."

Lauren laughed and held up the box. "I brought you some cake. I know you love double-chocolate, and the guy said that they had the best in town."

"That was so thoughtful of you. Thank you." Dinah grabbed the box that was being offered to her.

"Only the best for my wife." Lauren replied before leaning down and kissing the younger girl softly. She loved that she got to call Dinah her wife.

Dinah felt an overwhelming sense of guilt wash over her, and she sighed sadly. "Baby, I have to tell you something."

"What's that?" Lauren asked as she kicked off her shoes and tied her hair up in a ponytail.

"I did something really bad." Dinah admitted. Lauren froze and looked at Dinah waiting for her to continue. "I can't find my ring." She sorrowfully admitted while hanging her head.

She waited a near minute for Lauren's response, but when she didn't get one, she lifted her head to look at her wife. She was surprised to see Lauren with a smile on her face. "Thank you for telling the truth."

"Wait, what are you talking about?"

Lauren shook her head before reaching into her pocket and producing Dinah's silver band. "I found it under the bed, you asshole."

Dinah sent a grateful look while slipping the ring back on her finger. "Thank God!" She rejoiced. "So, You're not mad?"

"I never said that. You owe me big time, Hansen."

"Well, maybe I should start making it up to you." Dinah smirked and tried to lean in for a kiss, but Lauren moved her head back.

"Nope. You can start making it up to me with a foot rub, and then a back massage." Lauren chirped while lifting her feet and wiggling her toes. Dinah rolled her eyes and began rubbing her wife's feet. "You better work, Hansen."

"You do realize your last name is Hansen too, right?"

"Yes, and you're an asshole."

"I love you, too." Dinah smiled.