This is a really short chapter. We learn names, though! Read and review!
"What's wrong, baby?" she asked taking a seat on the couch with her legs curled around me.
"Nothing, Princess," he snapped not looking at her. She cringed at his tone. He opened the door and glared at the girl on the porch.
"What do you want, Deirdre?" he growled coldly. She shivered hearing that chill in his voice. All she knew was that she really didn't want that tone turned on her.
"I want to come back. I really didn't mean to leave you. I am so sorry," she begged gently cringing at his voice.
"Humph, was Jake not good enough in bed for you, Deirdre?" he asked with a voice that would have frozen even the warmest day.
"Please, Darius don't be mad at me. I was confused, and please call me Dee like you used to," she was pleading. The lovely woman on his couch decided that she would help him out. She rose to her feet and came up behind him in the doorway. She wrapped her arms around his neck slipping around his shoulder causing him to wrap an arm around her waist.
"Who's this, Darius, my darling?" she asked lying her head back against his shoulder.
"She's just a woman from my past, my lovely princess," he crooned reading exactly what she meant to do.
"Who are you, lady? Get your arms off of my boyfriend, you man-stealing-whore!" Deirdre yelped jerking the girl's hands off of Darius and pushing her out on the walkway to the door. Deirdre took a protective stance in front of Darius, and fire flared in his scorned lover's eyes.
"My name is Fiona, and Darius is my lover now. Get away from him, you slut," the girl growled sparks emitting from her fingers unnoticed by the two in the doorway. Deirdre did not take kindly to the name. She flew from her position protecting Darius to wrap her fingers around Fiona's neck. Fiona saw it coming and countered perfectly. Her attacker landed on the pavement on her stomach. A word slipped from Fiona's lips and the poor girl felt fire in her stomach. She clutched at the pain, but she couldn't make it ease. Darius stood staring at the scene before him in awe. He couldn't believe Deirdre would ever come back for him, nor could he believe that his princess, or Fiona he now knew, would really defend him like that. The flame extinguished with a mumble from Fiona, and Deirdre relaxed. She then found her way to her feet with tears staining her pale face.
"Darius, save me from this monster, please," she moaned looking for help. He smiled evilly and just shook his head.
"You brought it on yourself, Deirdre. I should really thank you, though. If you hadn't left, I would have never found the blazing beauty I've fallen for," he tipped his head like he was wearing a hat, and gave Fiona a dazzling smile. She returned it with a hint of flames at the edge of her golden eyes. Deirdre figured out that she had lost and picked up the last remaining shreds of her shattered dignity. She managed to hold her head up when she got into her car and drove away.
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