The Dog Fights | Damian Wayne

Chapter 25

I look up from my phone to see a mixed group of guys and girls. All overly dressed in in fur and cotton winter coats. The girls in excessive heels and the male's in animal hide shoes. I knew I dressed exessessivly but dammit there's a different between dressing exessessivly classy and exessessivly trashy.

I glance down at Rand as growled threateningly at the group. The people in front took a step back as the guy who spoke up laughed nervously. I look over at Damian who's eyes were no longer soft but a sharp emerald  green. 

His face was hard and aloof. His grip around me tightened as he sat up straighter. "She's not," He growled lowly. "Really?" A girl in the back perked up and she shoved two boys in front of her out of the way to be in front. 

"That's great! I mean I knew you had better taste than that. Look at how she's dressed!" She screeched. "That doesn't mean you can talk about her that my in my prestants," He snarled at her.

The girl pouted her overly drawn on and overly bright pink lips. She batted her fake eyelashes at Damian and moved over to touch him. I Snap my fingers and Rand was quick to jump up and bark at her. 

She screeched loudly and almost tripped over her tacky stileto heels to get away. I smirked and leaned forward a bit so she could get a good view of my smug expression. "That also means you don't get to touch him in MY prestants," I explain slow mocking tone. 

She snarled at me and her clearly red died hair bounched as she turned away. I lean back into Damian's arm with a smug manner. "Dude? What's with your hoe?" the leader asked so crudely. My eyes narrowed at him. 

I stood from my seat and marched over to him. He took one step back as Rand followed. "I'm not a hoe you bitch. If you wanted to see a hoe then why don't you go home and take a good long look at you mother," I gowl lowly. 

His eyes widen and they soon burn in anger. "Bitch if you don't-" He started "What? Are you gonna hit me? You wouldn't get far with that. And lets say threw some magical working of the hevens you did I wouldn't hit back. I'm an animal lover no matter how ugly and hitting you would be animal abuse. So why don't you and you little pack of crack head chiwawas leave," I snarl. 

His eyes widen as he opened his mouth to say something "I highly suggest you do what she says," Damian rumbled as he stepped up beside me. The guy's eyes widen before he scoffed at us and rushed away with his little groupie behind him.

I let out a sigh and sat back down in my chair. I lean against Damian as I wave of tiredness washes over me. Damian wrapped his around me again letting me rest there for a bit. "Let's hurry up and get those dresses so I can get you home," He whispered.

I groaned as I pulled away and stood up. Damian threw our trash away and met up with Rand and us at the front of the court. Damian slide his hand in mine as we walked all the way to the designer gown store. 

As we walked in the woman around us seemed to know who he was and was all the more thrilled to learn who I was. I was quickly shoved into a changing room with a arm full of dresses. I tried on each one and let Damian choose for me. I didn't have anymore brain power to choose after the arguemnt in the food court. 

However I knew which dress was best when Damian muttered that Arabic sentence everytime I came out in a prefect dress, which only happened to be two. I bought the two Damian liked and three more before we both had enough and Rand was sniffing a dress to use the bathroom on. 

I took that as my cue that we needed to go home. So on the way out Damian took over half my bags as he called Barbra who I forgot even came in the first place. He told her to meet us in the parking lot and we would be there after Rand used the bathroom. 

We were there before Barbra so Rand could pee in the bushes outside. Once he finished Barbra came walking over with a few bags of her own. From there on she walked us to the car and let us put my bags in the trunk.

Damian opened the car door for Rand and I before he climbed in after us. I leaned on Damian and watched as he showed me more Snapchat features on his own phone. He pulled up Jason's story where there was a short clip of him pulling a prank on Tim and Richard.

Damian and I both agreed it was not safe to go to the manner so Barbra lets us off at my place. Once again Damian climbed out and held the door open for Rand and I. We pulled out the bags however this time Damian carried all of them all the way up the apartment. 

Barbra left us to our selves to go home and put her own stuff away leaving Damian and I the apartment. As soon as I unlocked the door I had Damian toss the bags on the floor. I kick off my shoes on the way to my room as Damian pickes them up following after me. 

I flop on my bed and sleeply watch as Damian put my shoes at the door. Rand curles up at the end of the bed as I wave Damian over to lay down with me. He sighed and did as I wanted. He lies flat on his back and I curl up on his side.

I rest my head on his shoulder snuggling into him soaking up as much warmth I possibly could. "You're a human heater," I mumble into his side. Damian's chest rumbles as he chuckles lowly. He lays a hand across back lightly tracing shapes into my back causing a soothing sensation. It wasn't long before I fell asleep.

It was hours later when Jason got home and found two teens and a dog all snuggled up in the bed. He couldn't be mad at Damian though, his little adoptive sister was finally catching up on sleep and he couldn't be mad at that.