Million Dollar Girl (MDM Spinoff)

Chapter 5

Hi everyone!

The song for this chapter is "Right Place Right Time" by Olly Murs.

The banner on the side is of Mason.

This chapter is purely going to be one of Davinas dreams, which will start to unravel the mystery behind her nightmares. As it could be a bit confusing, all the bits of chapters that are dreams/nightmares will be written in italics. I have quite a lot to write about Davinas dreams (past as well)., so for a while, the chapters will probably end up being consecutive (one with her awake doing things in present day, and one of her dreaming of her past)

I just went back to school after 9 weeks of holiday (ugghhh) so updates will be less frequent from now on, but I promise I have not given up on it even if updates take a while :)

I hope you all enjoy, and thank you so much for reading! :)

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I sauntered into the club. I smirked. Seb was going to be so pissed off when he finds out I snuck out. But I honestly, I didn't really give a crap about that dumb shit.

It had always been an unspoken rule that you never enter other gangs territory, especially other gangs clubs. That is like the ultimate isult. And considering I was very important, myabe it wasn't the best idea for me to walk into the second most dangerous gang in London's club.

I walked through the door, and I could feel all eyes on me. Even the music stopped playing. I hadn't bothered to diguise myself at all. This was my night. I wasn't fucking changing myself for anyone.

Iwalked up to the bar. Once I sat down, the DJ seemed to compose himself as the music started playing again, but that didn't seem to affect the men who were still gawking at me.

I could see that the club was 99% guys, and maybe one girl? I could see one girl, 15 maybe, desperately trying to get the attention of one of the men, who was still drooling relentlessly over my gorgeous body.

Yes, I knew I was hot.

Anyone would be crazy not to notice. I had not bothered to disguise myself tonight. I was wearing my full on sexy dress. My signature, tight-fitting, short, crimson dress that had men begging for more.

Sebastien wasn't here to tell me not to. So why should I? I don't even care what he thinks now.

My family...

It was so broken already.

My parents had never been there, for me, or him. He was my everything. My dad, my brother, my friend. I relied so heavily on him, that this was probably inevitable. 

I'd seen him grow angrier and angrier at our parets for what they did to me over the years. I had had nightmares about what happened tonight, but I had never acually excepted it as a possibility.

I guess no one ever expects one family member to violently murder another.

Despite it all, Seb had stayed by me when I had no one. 

The pain would go away. It had to. People said it took time, but I didn't have time. To speed things up, I planned to get wasted as fuck.

Alchohol is the cure for everything?

Right?

I sat down at the bar, and a young bartender was instantly at my side, drooling like a dog.