She awoke a few hours later, feeling stinging burning sensation coming from her back, she didnt remember the pain when Shelby decided to use her back as a scratching post, but she knew it wasnt a burning type of pain. Blinking her eyes to make sure that she was alive, then started sitting up, touching her swollen cheek, before the door open in the darkness. The light was then turn on, and there was Remy ,standing in the door way as his eyes just stared and glowed at her
"Cher, dieu merci that yo' woke up." She rubbed her eyes , so they can adjust to the light
"Where...where the hell am I?" He walked over to a chair, that was already pulled out next to the bed.
"Chez le beau, my home." At this point she didnt care if she was in his bedroom, on his bed or not, she was totally numb from every hit of contact, she endured during that little fight, or she would had gotten up and left.
"Mind tell'ing me what happened cher?" He putted his hands on the armrest of the chair, knowing that if he touched her, she would had moved away from him.
"Well, your little group of leaches only like you cause, your the hotshot in this part of town, and I told them to go screw...well not really, I just said I would kick their asses."
Remy leaned back in his chair, and chucked "Dem belles are jealous of you no?"
she tiled her head, in confusion
"Why would they be jealous of me, and how could they be jealous of me?" He lead in close to her, his eyes onto her eyes "Cause, I talk to yo', more then dem."
She quickly added "Or, they can be just stupid girls who just get jealous over anything."
He moved himself away from her, fully back into his seat. "Yo' are the fiery one arent you cher?"
She sighed, remembering she havnt had a voice of her own a while back. "Yeah, well I wasnt always this outspoken, I normally kept things to myself." She arched her legs up, and wrap her arms around them, resting her head on them.
He knew she had a past on her, but while he was wrapping up her wounds , he found some old scars from either past cuts, or something"With dem old cuts, on your arm I could a'ready tell."
"Those, arent what you think they are." She said, before he thought she either cut herself, or someone else did the damage to her. "I have a weapon of sorts, that is a long poll with a blade on top. And, when I sometimes practice with it, after its sharpened, the blade sometimes cut my arm, but not too deep."
She wasnt that low, to hurt herself, and she wasnt that weak to let anyone hurt her, even though they did made everything else a living hell for her. He lightly touched her arm, and she kinda nudged away but not fully. "I want to thank you, for patching me up, and for finding me. I dont think anyone else, would had cared."
He gave off a smile, and pat her arm "Votre accueil cher, anytime." He starts getting up, then heads towards the door "Rest up cher, yo' can stay here until yo' feel better,and enjoy de guest room." He then open the door, and walks out, leaving the light on for her.
She didnt sleep at all that night, she was too busy thinking, and confused. She thought over, and over why would Remy being a charmer that he is, bother helping her out, even if she was being a total bitch to him. She then thought back to the day at the coffee shop, when she felt a spark between them. 'Did that little spark suppose to mean something?' she thought to herself, and if it did, did Remy feel the same spark she did? She couldnt do anything about it now, as it was late in the night, so she pulled out a little bottle of the anti-dream pill, and tried to get some sleep.
During the late hours of the morning, she came out of the guest room, with Remy nowhere to be found. She looked around to see if there was a note, and there was one, next to a muffin on the kitchen counter. All it said, was that she can make herself at home, until he gets back. She picked up the muffin, and took it with her, nibbling at it, while she walked around the lush penthouse.
She looked out the window, she notice that his penthouse was on top of a casino, guessing that he owned the place, and didnt really wanted to leave his own personal playground. It looked like, due to the fact the place was so clean, that he didnt stay here much, nor did anyone else. After, she finished with her muffin, she sat down on the couch, to watch some tv, before falling asleep during a talk show.
While sleeping, she did not take her pills so she endured some horrific night-mares, as some of her past kept repeating over, and over in her mind, but far more graphic, then they were when they happened. Before things got too bad, she was awoken by the door being shut closed. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, as Remy walked over to the couch, after noticing she was laying on it.
"Did I woke you cher?" He placed a bag on the glass table that was in front of couch, as he waited for an answer.
"No, I just was resting my eyes." She yawed out, still feeling tired for the nap. She knew, that he knew she was lying, but didnt bother fighting it.
"Well, I bought h'ome some food, if yo' want ta stay, for dinner." He went into the bag, pulling out two containers of seafood gumbo. Just at the smell of it, Tina's stomach started going off, she wouldnt pass up a good free meal.
"Yeah, I'll stay." He handed her a container, and a fork. She waited for him to sit down, before digging in, so she doesnt look like she was in a rush to leave. After, they ate, they started talking, nothing too deep. He notice that she looked like she had something on her mind, that was really bugging her, when he asked what was it, she said it was nothing, before she asked him something."I notice your place is very clean...do you not have company, or stay here that much?"
"Non, I dont like havin' dem girls here, cause dey think dere is gonna be more then one night." He went on saying, that the girls he went out with, and slept with, had a real chance of being with him, then said that she was right about them only wanted to be with him, cause he had the money, and lived a rich life. He continued saying that his life wasnt all that great to start off, as he was a orphan, adopted into the Lebeau's guild of thieves.
"And, here I thought you were an airhead, and a play boy...just like my ex." She started to let her wall down a little, as she started to see Remy as a possible friend that she can talk to.
"So, dere was some'one who broke your heart cher?" She nodded, but he decided not to pray anymore, unless she wanted to tell him herself.
She sighed before she spoke "I thought he gave a damn about me, but I was wrong, yet again...but it was sorta my fault, when I met him, I just got out of a relationship that lasted about a year. I was distraught, that I was drinking like no tomorrow. In fact, I was drunk when I met him. Bad idea on my part I know, but I think I was more in love with the idea, of being in love." He got what she was trying to say, in a nutshell. That she fell in love, while she was still in love, but realized that a little bit too late.
"How long hav' it been cher?" He wanted to know, before he played the cat, and mouse game a lot harder with her. He didnt want to be rejected like a certain southern belle did to him before.
"Since I been with anyone?" She looked over at him, before he nodded. "Well, it been two and half years, although I got plenty of offers." When she said that, she was getting a little mad, just thinking of that creepy Toby. He did nothing but try grabbing her, even after she said no.
He chuckled, as in his mind, he though to himself, 'Lets the games begin den.."