As always ... ( Damian Wayne x reader )

Chapter 8

Your pov

I looked at him up and down, then I took a big sip of my drink.

'' What do you want ?'' I asked.

He stayed silent. I turned toward the waiter at the bar and asked him another drink. He handed me the glass and I drank another sip, ignoring the young man next to me.

'' You'r Y/N , isn't it? '' he said

I turned toward him.''Yes, and as I said before, what do you want ? '' I said more harshly.

He began to get on my nerves. He didn't like my show and hurt my self-confidence and now he here trying to talk to me for unknown reasons.

'' I liked your show ''he responded

I scoffed. '' You don't have to lie to me. Don't make fun of me. '' I spatted.

'' I didn't want to hurt you '' he mumbled.

Maybe he had few drinks before coming toward me. I looked at him more closely. He seemed really tired.

'' What happened to you? '' I asked. '' Your pretty face has gaunt features ''

'' I didn't sleep well'' he responded.

I called the waiter and he brought another drink. I handed it to Damian.

'' Drink, you'll feel better after. And you have to enjoy your birthday. Your friend Jace worked a lot on it ''

He took the drink and glupped it down then he ordered another one.

The music was loud and people were still dancing. Derek had sat on a corner of the room, still his eyes on me. He seemed to take his job serioulsy.

Damian and I drank at the bar, well mostly Damian. We talked about everything and nothing. I stopped to drink but he had already taken more than six cocktails.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my tigh.

'' Damian, remove your hand '' I said calmly

He leaned toward me and I smelled the alcohol in his breath.

' Maybe we could do the next step. ''he said with a slurred

'' W-what ? ''

He wasn't in his right mind. He was obviously drunk.

'' Come on , Diana broke up with me and it's been a long time that I ain't being laid ''he whispered into my ear.

I chocked in my saliva.'' Damian, it'll not happen. You'r drunk. You don't not what you'r doing ''

'' Hey, it's your job anyway. Is not why Jace pay you for ? ''

His words had the effect of a cold shower. I pushed him away harshly.

He looked at me, a little shock even in his drunken state.

'' Who do you think I am? '' I shouted at him. '' I'm not a prostitute. I'm a stripper. I don't fuck with my clients ! If you want to get laid find some else ''

He tried to grab my hand but Derek stepped in. '' I think she said no '' he said with a menacing glare. I grabbed my bag quickly and began to walked away.

'' Come on Derek, drive me back hom please. ''

We walked quickly to the car and he began to drive.

Is it really what people think of me ? Do they really think that I sleep with anyone who pay me ?Is it why he left me? I felt tears running down my cheeks. I cried silently, hugging myself.

Suddenly I looked into the rear-view mirror. I gaspped. One of my contact lense had fallen because of my tears and one could see my grey eye. Then I crossed the gaze of Derek. I looked away quickly.  

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