Trus' POV.

'Hey. Just got home and showered.' I shoot Dante a quick text.

'Hey Princess. Why are u just getting home? It's past 10.' He texts seconds after.

I'm laying on my bed, my hair sprawled out behind me. Britt's in her pack in play that I set up a couple days ago but never put her in.

'I don't know. Lol. Because I was working a little more tonight.'

'Youre not a prostitute, are you....'

I cover my mouth. I know I should take that offensively, but I can't help but laugh.

'Yes, and im a rich a billionaire with a huge empire that runs the world including other galaxies. :|'

'Sorry. Got worried. That was really rude, but thanks for being cool about it.'

'Yerps.'

'Lol. Get to bed. You have school tomorrow princess.'

'I don't think I'm going. I'm way too tired.' I respond truthfully.

'Want me to talk to someone about you're work hours?'

'Nah. I can handle it. Plus, tomorrows Friday. What am I gonna miss?'

About a minute and a half later, he sends me a picture.

'Oml! I'm rolling!'

'😀 see? You should go to school. And if you don't, I'll personally drag you out of bed.'

'Insert eyeroll here. Yea, whateves. Good night weirdo.'

'Night princess. 😘'

After plugging in my phone, I roll on my side and let darkness consume me.

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Arms were wrapped around me and I was later on a firm chest.

Looking up, I see Dante.

"Morning baby. Ready to get up?" He says, running his thumb over my cheekbone.

For some reason, it feels right and perfect.

Smiling, I nod.

There's a flash and we're standing inside a shitty building. Like one you could find were I used to find were I used to live.

As I was looking around, I didn't notice the other people. Dante comes up and pulls me to his chest.

"You ready beautiful?"

"For?" I ask.

His smile turns into an expression of disgust. He pushes me into the ground.

"What the hell dude?!" I yelled. Looking at my palms that were bleeding.

"You fat, disgusting, whore!" He yelled before laughing. "Look at her! She's fat, and nasty looking!"

"We can agree with that." A voice that paralyzed me. Not just physically, but mentally, and emotionally as well.

Two people stepped out from the shadows. Immediately, I stood up, panicking.

"Hello, daughter." My foster father, Marcus', said.

"I-Im not you're daughter." I said lowly.

"Thankfully! You'd be a burden! Well, to late for that, isn't it? You're a sad excuse of a human." I shook my head at Marcus' words, tears streaming down my face.

Dante just laughed and nodded in agreement. It broke my heart as he did.

They continued to say things to me.

Tears streaming down my face.

Uncontrollable.

Weak.

Two word for these tears and me.

Finally, I fell to my knees and shook my head. Still crying.

I ran my hands through my hair and pulled at it.

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"Tru!" I'm shook, roughly, awake. Opening my eyes, I see Dante. Without a second thought, I pull him to me and putting my face in his neck.

I sob. His arms snake around me and he moves us. He moves us so I'm on the bed opposite of where I normally lay, and he lays were I do.

I melt into him.

At this moment, I don't care that he's an ass. Or that he's in my bed. Or that somehow, he got in my house.

He runs his finger through my hair. "I'm here baby. Calm down." He kisses my forehead. I calm down. "Better now, baby?" I nod. "Good."

"What time is it and how'd you get in here?" I ask.

"It's a little after 1 in the morning. And you must've later on your phone because somehow you called me. I heard you crying so I rushed over." He states softly.

"Oh. How'd you get in? All my doors are locked."

"Your bedroom window. Climbed the tree." Looking behind me I see it.

Looking back at him, I laugh slightly and shake my head.

"So, you all good now?" I nod. He kisses my forehead and gets up.

I immediately grab his hand. "Where do you think your going?" I ask.

"Home?" Raising an eyebrow.

"Stay." I gulp. "Please."

He looks at me before kicking his shoes off. Then, he takes his black leather jacket off and puts it next to his boots. He climbs under the covers.

We just lay next to each other, staring. No contact except for our eyes.

"Hey." I breathes.

"Hey." He says.

I move closer to him, just slightly. "How are you?"

"Amazing." The only source of light came from my slightly open curtains. I couldn't see much, but I did see his eyes.

His liquid grey eyes.

"Good." I say. This time he moves closer to me.

"Hope you're doing just as good?" He asks quietly.

"Getting there. Slowly, but getting there." I say.

We both move closer at the same time. His arm arm wraps around my waist. His lower arm under my head.

I bring my arms to his chest. "Tired?" I ask.

He nods. "You?" I nod.

I snuggle my face into his chest. His cheek rests on the top of my head.

I met this man on Monday. Yet, here we are. Laying in my bed. We've been on a date. I've made more physical contact.

Thinking to myself, I drift off and fall asleep.

That Morning or, well, later that morning.

I awoke to someone kissing the back of my neck. "Mmm." Biting my lip.

"Good morning." Dante whispers. I turn my head. He smiles down at me. "How'd you sleep?" He asks.

I nod, "Good." Suddenly, he looks angry. "What?"

"What happened?" I arch my brow. "Your lip and under your cheek."

"Oh. A guy dropped his stuff and I bent down to help and when his head came up he accidentally hit me." He nods. "Time?"

"Fiveish." I nod. Suddenly, my door opens. Someone short walks in because when the door shuts, I still hadn't seen who walked in.

Then, I hear little Matthew. "I w-want u-up." Looking back, I see Dante turning around.

"I got ya little dude." He says and lifts him before sitting him in front of me.

"You're up early, aren't ya?" I ask. He nods. I lift my blankets and he crawls under, cuddling with me.

"W-Whats Dante d-doin here?" He asks, looking up at me.

"I had a bad dream and he came here to help." At that moment, I felt Dante playing with my hair.

He nods. "Okay. W-What about school t-today?"

"I'm not going. Do you wanna go?" He shakes his head no. "Okay. Go get Uncle Mike to make you some breakfast." He nods and gets out of bed.

When he leaves, Dante speaks up. "Little man stole my cuddle buddy." I laugh and turn around.

"You poor baby."

"I'll be your baby." Smirking. I roll my eyes.

"Weirdo."

He smiles down at me and wraps his arms around me. "We should do this more often."

"No." Shaking my head.

"Why not?"

"I don't know, maybe because I just met you a week ago. If that."

"If i do recall correctly, you were the one who asked me to stay."

"True. But, in my defense, I was scared half to death."

"And you looked for my comfort."

I think of a way to make me right. Nothing comes to mind. He arches his eyebrow.

"Asshole." I mumble. He chuckles.

"I'm your asshole though." Rubbing my back.

"That didn't come out right."

"No. No it did not. But you know what I mean."

"No i don't." He opens his mouth to speak but suddenly Britt starts to make noise.

I get up and walk over to her. "Morning princess." I say as I bend over and pick her up. Her eyes are half open.

I walk over and sit on my bed. I place Britt right in front of me.

Dante leans over and presses his face in to the crook of my neck. At the same time, his arm circles around my waist and presses my side into his chest.

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Hey!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

If not, suck a duck, and yes I ment duck, and don't read it. Simple!

So thezombiecat tagged me in this thing. I'm supposed to do my lockscreen thing on my phone, what song I recently listened to, and my most recent saved pic.

Lock screen^

Home screen^ (it's a selfie. Can you tell???)

Most recent saved photo^

Most recent listened to song^

I tag,

You have to tag 10 people's. Also, I know your not supposed to add home screen. I just did cuz I licked it. Lol.

My phones at 5% :(.

Lol.