rosies
EIGHT YEARS AGO
"Hey, (Y/N)!"
You turned at the sound of the man you had known since childhood. You smiled brightly and allowed your arms to wrap around Seviathan.
"Wow! You made it!",you smiled widely at him. He nodded while picking up your hand and planting a soft kiss against your knuckles.
"I couldn't miss your big sixteenth party now could I?",he smiled at you with a kindness and warmth that reached your heart. You simply pulled your hand away and smiled a bit awkwardly,"Well I'm glad you made it, where's Helsa?" You inquired this with a raised brow.
Seviathan cocked his head behind to where his parents were with yours,"She's saying hello to Lucifer and Lilith." You nodded and smiled while placing down your glass of champagne on a passing waiters tray.
"Well I should go say hi, so please excuse me.",you walked away but Seviathan grabbed your wrist before you were too far. Your brows pinched together and you looked back at him with a light smile. He looked a bit smug as he twirled you back into him. You let out a soft gasp followed by a light chuckle.
"Can I help you, Seviathan?",you inquired while your cheeks instinctively turned a soft pink. He dipped you with a wide grin.
"Follow me, I have a surprise for you." Before you could have protested he dragged you away from the main hall and through the hallways of your home. You wondered where he was going to take you and couldn't help but feel excitement. Your brows furrowed when he led you to your own bedroom.
"Wait what...",he shushed you and pulled a black blindfold from his breast pocket. You laughed lightly as he began to tie it around your eyes.
"You're going to ruin my makeup!",you complained and he chuckled while nudging you lightly.
"You'll remain beautiful, with smudged makeup or without.",he complimented you with a soft tone. His hand then took yours and you heard the sound of your door opening. He slowly led you inside and you smelled the sweet spicy scent of peppermint and roses.
He let out a soft sigh and his hand left yours, he shut the door,"Take off the blindfold."
You smiled widely and reached up, untying the satin fabric. Blinking back you glanced around as your vision adjusted. Your lips parted in surprise at the candles strewn about the room. Rose petals littered the floor and bed and a bouquet of roses rested on your bed.
You turn to Seviathan with wide eyes and a rapidly beating heart,"S-Seviathan...",you breathed out and he pulled a small velvet box from his slacks.
"I feel its finally time to ask you, (Y/N).",he opened the forest green box and you gasped at the promise ring inside of it,"Will you be mine?"
You placed a hand over your heart and felt complete and utter guilt pooling in your stomach and heart. You shook your head gently,"Seviathan this is—this is wow and—and I had no idea you felt this way but...but I don't feel the same..."
Seviathans eyes widened and he laughed humorlessly,"What? Wh-What do you mean?"
You sighed gently and shook your head,"I-I see you as a brother, Seviathan."
Seviathans eyes widened further and his hands fell to his sides,"A brother?..." He scoffs and another humorless laugh left his lips. You're ready to step forward and try to comfort him but his head whipped up to look at you. His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Your eyes widened at his vulgar language. Your brows pinched together and you shook your head once more,"Seviathan I am so sorry but you don't need to curse at me or raise your voice." He scoffed and tossed the ring aside, you flinched when it hit one of your photos, knocking it down onto the ground.
"Seviathan—Hmmf!"
Your fingers bunched in his suit when his hand went to the nape of your neck and he roughly kissed you. Your eyes clenched shut and you shoved him off of you. You gasped and covered your mouth.
"You see me as a brother?! So all that flirting, the tight dresses, the glances!? Would you give those to a brother!"
You swallowed hard and your blood began to boil. Walking towards the door you wiped off your red lipstick in hopes of getting his taste off your lips,"I have no idea what you're on about. You need to calm down and apologize. Till then please don't come near me."
As your fingers grasped around the handle Seviathan felt his entitlement boil his blood. He remembered what he had in his jacket pocket. Storming towards you he pulled you back, his hand clamped over your mouth.
"You've always been an uptight bitch.",he sneered into your ear and your eyes widened and you thrashed and squirmed when he held a baggie with a strange substance in it you didn't recognize. "Maybe someone should loosen you up."
PRESENT
"(Y/N)!"
You blink back out of your daze when you hear someone shout your name. Looking to your side you clear your throat,"U-Um yes?" Angelo places down the two glasses of whiskey with a look of concern riddled across his freckled features.
"I was callin' you like four times!",he sits down across from you at the table. A single rose in the vase and atop the black fabric. He passes you your glass of alcohol with a slight frown. "You alright?"
The others weren't at the table yet. Husk and Alastor were talking with this Rosie person and Charlie and Seviathan were in Mimzys dressing room.
You nod slowly and pick up the glass, not even realizing your gloved hand is shaking,"Yeah I'm fine...sorry. I'm just a bit tired is all." Angelo nods slowly and he looks around at the romantically lit bar. A grin spreads across his lips and he tries to lighten you up a bit.
"This place is pretty fuckin' nice huh?",he inquires while looking to the live jazz band currently playing. You smile widely and nod eagerly in agreement. You raise the glass to your lips and take a large drink of the burning alcohol.
Angelos eyes narrow slightly as he sips his own drink.
Angelo was an addict.
This he knew.
In fact he was put into rehab by his twin sister. And for her he was attempting sobriety. He was a few weeks clean from his poison, PCP. Everyone did drugs for a reason. No one wants to be addicted to drugs. Angelo was hooked due to an abusive ex. But he hadn’t seen his ex in a year now.
And he hoped to never see him again.
You clearly went through something be similarly went through. But who?...You don’t get triggered episodes like that if they’re not still in your life. He needed to piece the puzzles together.
So he sat back and intended to keep his eye on you.
In Rosies office Husk was unfocused, fazed.
His leg shook in the chair and his brows were threaded in thought and focus. Rosie and Alastor talked to one another as companions usually do, Husk wasn’t interested in any of it. His eyes turned back to the door and he began to wonder why Alastor even asked him to come in with him.
“Oh? The model?”
That grabs Husks attention.
Alastor nods with a wide grin,”Yes, she’s staying at our hotel. She’s just outside.” Rosie smiles widely, her dark-skinned features glowing in the cinched white dress she wears. Her satin gloves hands clasp together.
“Oh I must get an autograph soon, I absolutely love her work.”,suddenly her telephone rings and she picks it up with pinched brows,”Hello?” She blinks back and she looks to Alastor and Husk, bringing the phone down from her ear she whispers lowly. “I’m sorry boys this is a private call do you mind?”
Alastor and Husk both shake their heads and stand. Alastor bows his head slightly with his usual grin before making his way out, after Husk.
Husk looks back at Alastor as he shuts the door and he can’t help but ask. His mind too much to bare and feelings far too much of a burden. “Why did you take her locket?”Alastor looks up at Husk and he lets out a chuckle.
“I was going to toy with her. It didn’t exactly go as planned.”,he comments simply with his usual grin. Husks eyes narrow and a deep frown sets into his lips.
He shakes his head,”Why?” Husk clears his throat and looks away when that word comes out much more defensive than he he intended. Alastors eyes narrow and he scoffs, his hands folding behind his back.
“And why do you care?”,he cocks his head,”Last I was aware you only care for cheap booze and gambling.”
Care...
Husk snorts and shakes his head,”I don’t care about her. I just don’t wanna be the one risking my neck when I have to clean up a celebrities body.” His tone is deadly serious and yet still a bit defensive. Alastor laughs loudly before rolling his eyes and walking towards Husk.
“I am not going to kill her my dear Husker!”,he shakes his head and pushes up the cheaters on his nose,”Think of the risk! How ridiculous.” Alastor walked past Husk and made his way back to the table.
Alastors smile tightened as his heart did.
He exhaled deeply and made a beeline to the washroom.
He wasn’t going to kill you.
He pushes open the bathroom door and walks into the vacant area with a deep exhale, running a hand through his chestnut brown hair. He looked back at his reflection, his shadow crawled up the tiled floors and dropped a baggie filled with white powder into his hand.
It dissolved into the ground and he looked down at the drugs in his hand.
He couldn’t kill you. You weren’t worth the risk.
“Anytime she acquires drugs, steal them.”
He shakes his head of the orders he gave his shadows the day you left the room after your display of willpower. He looks down at the drugs and exhales deeply once more.
Opening the baggie he turns on the sink and allows the drug to dissolve beneath the water. He grits his teeth as he watched it swirl down the drain. Truth be told you looked so familiar when you were having your addict panic over your lost locket.
You reminded him of her.
The helplessness in your eyes and utter fear. You were like a wounded rabbit. And he had a strange, foreign inclination to protect you.
He’s only ever wanted to cause harm.
He began to laugh gently while shaking his head. His laughs grew more hysterical as he looked into the mirrors. He had even been causing harm to innocent people with his absence, unable to face you. What had you done to him? Truly it had to be magic of some sort... He cleared his throat as his laughing began to die down.
Fixing himself and regaining his composure he figured if he faced you, spent time around an addict. He wouldn’t care anymore, he’d want to hurt you.
Walking out of the bathroom he made his way towards the table. You sat with Husk and Angelo, a genuine smile now on your painted lips.
When you looked up to see him you narrowed your eyes slightly. Alastor was ready to make a distasteful comment until you seemed to sigh and smile,”Hey Alastor, thank you for inviting us.”
You honestly disliked Alastor. But you were already dealing with being around one cunt for tonight you wanted to at least try to get along with Alastor. He grinned, obviously, and nodded while taking his seat,”Of course! No need for thanks.”
Angelo turns to you with a child like smile,”So you really personally know Mimzy?” You nod with a light smile and take a sip of the burning alcohol. You figured you had one of two choices tonight.
Let Seviathan see you weak and let the others see you crumble.
Or put on a front and just cry yourself to sleep and find the cocaine later on.
You went with the ladder.
“Yeah! We met when I was on a shoot, she is quite the woman let me tell you.”,you laugh softly and Alastors grin softens slightly. He nods while leaning back in his seat. “She really is, quite the diva.” You turn to Alastor with a bit of a curious glance, a playful smile on your lips,”You personally know her as well.”
He nods and Husk intervenes with a snicker,”She takes a liking to the old bastard.” You look at Husk with slightly wide eyes and Alastor is caught off guard by his comment.
“Who on earth are you calling old?”,you turn to Alastor with a stifled laugh, your hand clamped over your mouth. His eyes meet yours and your eyes narrow ever so slightly,”Oh my goodness, Alastor are you blushing?”
Alastor scoffs and he looks away with his cheeks tinging pink. His grin is tight and eyes clenched shut.
Husk snickers and Angelo laughs obnoxiously loud. “Don’t be ridiculous.”,Alastor scolds you and you laugh while reaching out and grabbing his cheeks.
Husk stills when you touch Alastor, knowing just how temperamental the man is to others touching him. You laugh once more,”You’re burning up! Huh seems you can be something other than a jackass.”
But Alastor simply glares at you and swats away your hands,”Language.” You drop your hands to your lap and Husks brows furrow in confusion. Neither you nor Alastor are aware of his burning gaze.
Angelo senses the strangeness in this too. The last time he bumped into Alastor he nearly killed him. And he broke Husk’s finger for an innocent pat on the back.
He even had this strange five foot rule for them.
“So Mimzy really likes you?”,you inquire with a cheesy grin on your lips. Alastor rolls hid eyes and nods while sighing deeply.
“Yes, I’m afraid so.”,he pushes up his cheaters and you frown slightly. By his tone and obvious choice of words he must not feel the same.
“Why is it something to be afraid of? You don’t take a liking to her? She’s quite beautiful.”,you comment bluntly and Angelo rolls his eyes while bringing his glass of alcohol to his lips.
“Alastor doesn’t give a fuck about looks. He’s commented about it before.”,Alastor looks to Angelo with narrowed eyes, a threat of sorts. But you don’t notice.
You turn to Alastor with a cock of your head,”Really?” Alastor feels the slightest bit offended at the tone of your voice. He brushes back his soft locks with his gloved hand.
“Well don’t be so surprised. Not that its anyones business but I don’t care for any of that. Especially not looks.” You’re about to question him further about this strange discovery, feeling a bit of redemption in your heart, but the lights dim further and mic feedback hits your ears.
“Good evening everyone.”,a soft british accent pulls your attention to the stage where the live band has since stopped playing. The pianist only plays a soft background melody. You look in awe at how beautiful the woman is. With dark-skin and big brown eyes she looks ethereal, her dark hair in finger waves. “Thank you all for coming, we have a very special guest for the night to return to stage.”
You can only assume she’s Rosie. Her poise and elegance is beyond intense.
“Welcome Mimzy!”
Those filling up the tables and bar cheer and whistle as Mimzy steps on while Rosie steps off. The blonde woman is short and stout, her round face and blonde finger waves one of beauty.
“Hello everybody, how are we doing?”,she looks back to the band as everyone claps and whoops. They begin to play a soft jazz tune she shoots a killer smile at the crowd,”I’m glad to here. For this one bring a partner to the floor.” Her high-pitched orders make people stand up and take their lovers to the dance floor, each and every one looking lovesick or in lust.
“Excuse me, ma’am.”
You turn at the sound of another british accented voice. The men follow your direction too. You look up to see a tall man with long black hair tied back, he wears an expensive black and red looking suit, his hand held out.
♫ screw loose - crybaby ♫
“Would you care for a dance?”
You feel your cheeks tinge red and you clear your throat. About to reject him you glance to Angelo, his eyes are wide and he mouths “He’s hot! Do it!”. You let out a gentle sigh and take his hand, standing. The mans cheeks tinge pink as you smile warmly at him,”One dance.” Your tone is teasing and the men watch as he leads you to the dance floor.
Alastor and Husk both react differently to such an occurrence. Both reactions very negative.
“Whatta sap.”,Husk comments beneath his breath while watching his arms snake around your waist and your arms wrap around his neck. Alastor chuckles,”Did you see the look of pity on her face, how pathetic!”
Angelo looks between the two men with a raised and lowered brow.
The fuck is their problem?
You look up to the man as Mimzys soft voice fills your ears. He looks down at you with a soft smile on his lips,”Now pardon me but I have a question.” You nod allowing him to go on with a soft and polite smile on your lips. “The fellow at your table, with the blonde hair, is he...” You gasp gently and smiley widely.
“Yes he is!”,you say with a bit of quiet excitement and he chuckles softly. Twirling you he dips you with flair.
“Would you mind telling him I’m available, after our dance of course.”,he inquires with a bit of a sheepish look across his features.
Husk watches as you smile widely and giggle up at the stranger. His eyes narrow slightly, looking away, he snorts,”This guy must be a fuckin’ riot.” He comments sarcastically and Alastor chuckles to himself, not bothering to look at the scene.
Angelo narrows his eyes and slowly stands, the tension a bit too much for him. As he walks past the dancers he feels a hand grab his wrist and pull him into the crowd,”Angelo! This is Pen, Pen this is Angelo, have fun boys.” Angelo is confused until you connect their hands and shoot him a wink. His eyes widen and he allows the stranger to rope him further into the dance floor.
“Thank you” he mouths and you laugh softly, heading towards the bar.
You look to the bartender with a smile,”One whiskey please.” He nods and you reach into your brasserie for your money, glancing back at the table you notice as the song comes to a slow Seviathan and Charlie walk towards it and take their seats. You feel chills run up your spine and your turn back to the bartender.
“Keep them coming.”