Dear Beloved, Love Daniel ❤️

~ august 21 part 4 ~

I came across a place called "Prime Time Clementine". I probably could ask a few people what the closest way back to Los Angeles was. I walked up, still wounded, and saw a bouncer.
"ID please." He huffed. I pulled out my wallet and showed him my ID. He nodded and let me in. When I realized what kind of place this was, I was mesmerized by the atmosphere.
"Hey! You gonna dance or just stand there?" A girl asked me.
"Kinda can't do much since I was shot earlier..." I nervously laughed as she looked down at my wound.
"Did you come to watch Clementine?" She yelled over the music.
"Who's that?" I yelled back.
"The stripper that comes only once a week?!" She spoke.
"S-s-stripper?" I looked around looking clueless and feeling my gut ache.
"She's really hot!!" She licked her lips and smacked her ass with her hand.
"I-I have two kids and a girlfriend. I just came for directions back to L.A.?" I asked the girl.
"I'm bi, but I already have someone calling me her girlfriend." She yelled back.
"No, I said-" I was starting to be pushed up to the front where the dancers were. All of a sudden someone handed me a stack of $100 bills and told me to make it rain on the dancer. I just did what they asked me to. This girl was pretty good. And DAMN she hot as fuck... No. Seavey, you have two kids... BUT SHE'S HOT!!! NO SEAVEY, BAD SEAVEY!
"Bad Seavey!" I accidentally shouted.
"Bad Seavey indeed." The dancer took me by the arm and lead me upstairs. She and I walked into a room and closed the door behind us. She put on her red velvet robe that was lined with black satin and lace.
"First off, we gotta do the talk. Yes, I am on birth control, second, do you have a condom?" She said.
"I do, but-" she stopped me.
"Get it out and put it on. I needa get laid one way or another and all them ugly asses were in the crowd. You were the only good lookin' one." She took off her robe and laid down on the bed. She changed the lights color.
"Red sets the mood." She spoke in a seductive tone. I stopped to stare into space.
•flashback•
"I love you, Seavey." y/n's voice nervously trembled.
"We don't have to try if you're not ready. I'm not forcing you to." I offered her support.
"I'm worried. What if my pregnancy doesn't go well? What if you leave me later on? And what if-" I stopped her racing thoughts with a tender kiss.
"I would NEVER leave you. Why would you think that?" I asked genuinely.
"Are you ready sweetheart?" I smiled. She took a deep breath before nodding.
"Okay.. I'm ready." She says. I started to plant more tender kisses up and down her beautiful body.
"Wait..." She stopped me.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Just get it over with..." She said with a single tear rolling down her cheek. I sat up next to her.
"Hey now.. don't cry. I don't wanna see the mother of my son cry." I wiped her tear.
"It's difficult for me. I've never had a good experience with these things. I was either forced or drunk. So I want you to do your best." She sighed. I nodded and smiled.
"I can always do that." I kissed her nose. She changed the color to red.
"Red sets the mood." She said as we smiled into a kiss.
•present•
"Hello?? Earth to sexy man? You gonna seduce me or nah?" The dancer asked.
"I have a family. Two little kids, ages 2 years and 6 months. Their mom has been in the hospital in a coma for the past month. She finally woke up today. I've had an overall rough day. I'm sorry." I told the truth. I knew that I had to stay loyal to y/n, Dylan, and Daisy.
"I'm sorry. I'll just get a new man. Thanks anyway. I didn't know how hard of a time you've been going through. Or that you were a daddy for two little ones." She sighed.
"I never got your name..?" I said confused.
"Clementine. Clementine Jackson. Lead stripper of this company. It's my company. And you?" She asked me.
"Daniel. Daniel Seavey. A member of the band Why Don't We. And a father of two. It was nice meeting you." I smiled.
"You can leave now. Goodbye Seavey, take care. Hope you don't have a rough time. Good luck." Clementine says. I left and looked for someone in the bar who would help me.
"Daniel!" I heard a familiar voice. I turned around to see who it was. There I saw Jonah walking towards me.
"How did you know where I was?" I asked
"Some friends live around here. Figured you'd be drinking all your sorrows away so I knew where to find you." He said.
"Take me back to L.A.? Please?" I begged. He nodded and we got in his car.