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The waitress’s ears stood out from her hair, embellished with dangling piercings resembling fanged teeth. I noticed Freya eyeing them with suspicion, but she seemed to refrain from mentioning anything, choosing instead to offer a subtle, inward smile toward the waitress. It was beginning to amuse me to watch her little quirks and subtleties.
The waitress grinned, swiftly noting my order before smoothly disappearing back into the bustling chaos of the club.
“So, Freya?” Oliver started, my eyes sprinting to him in curiosity at what he might say to her.
“Yes?” She sighed.
“Are you finally understanding everything now?” His eyes met hers with a tempting gloss as if he was hoping to give his charms one more try at her. Probably because of how he caught the two of us moments ago in the hall.
She laughed, seeming unfazed or at least not as dazed as a normal human girl would be at that look. “Acknowledging is the better word. I still have no idea what is going on.”
“But you understand the seriousness, right?” He beckoned, his thumb lightly caressing her shoulder as he slid closer to her, enough that it made me uneasy. To refrain from being domineering, I merely eyed Oliver with a look that he would understand. A speechless growl curled on mylips.
“I’m thinking that I either am in a very long coma and this is all a dream, or there is a slight possibility that this is my new reality. Yes.” She almost seemed believable as she smiled adorably to herself, though I could sense she harbored doubts about everything she said. It was entirely reasonable given everything she had been through today.
She turned to me as if some bulb had gone off in her head. “Wait. Do you have a phone?” Freya’s voice skipped as she frantically looked me up and down waiting for it to appear out of nowhere. Her two hands reached out to me, palms up.
I grimaced, knowing this might happen eventually. “What for?” I couldn’t exactly have her calling nine-one-one for being kidnapped. Not that it would matter, I could just seduce the officer who would be dispatched, but it would most definitely be a waste of time on both sides.
“None of your business!” She scowled, actuallyscowledat me. It was honestly a little adorable to see her forehead cave into the face she had just made.
“And if I say no?”
“I’ll scream bloody murder and stop acting like I’m “madly in love with you”, and we can really test out that theory on what will happen.” She barked rather insistently. I could handle the screaming, hell, Iplannedon making her scream at some point tonight. But I wasn’t about to call her bluff.
“That’s rather bold. Considering the consequences are all yours not mine.” I countered, my tone carrying a hint of skepticism.
She hesitated for a moment, as if she hadn’t thoroughly thought it through. Yet, driven by pure curiosity, I caved.
“Here.” I sighed, reaching into my pocket to grab my phone. Honestly, I was surprised she hadn’t asked for it sooner.
Her petite fingers latched onto it, dialing more than three numbers, which surprised me. At least I wasn’t going to have to deal with the cops. I could hear the ringing, its chime playing on repeat until her face lit up at the sound of another voice on the line.
“Tina!” She practically cried with joy.
I couldn’t make out the words her friend was saying, but Freya’s responses and the loud, mumbled yelling that spilled out of the speakerphone indicated concern on her friend’s end. “Yes-”
“I’m fi-”
“Yes-”
“Will you let me-”
“Tina! Relax!” Freya shouted into the phone to interrupt her friend finally. “I don’t know how to explain it. Just know that I’m safe, okay?”
I reached down and snatched the phone from Freya. At first, she squirmed, engaging in a brief wrestling match with me over it. Eventually, conceding defeat, she relaxed, and I brought the phone to my ear.
“Hello, Tina. This is Dustin Ellisario.” I said plainly.
There was a moment of silence right before a loud angry screech rippled through the phone. “Listen here you motherfucker! You better not have harmed a pretty little hair on her head or so help-”
“She’s at The Last Drop Club just outside of Brooklyn. The one for succubus and vampires, if you’d like to swing by and say hi.” I made sure to interrupt her. There was another awkward silence before I continued. “I have no doubt that you know your way here.”
My gaze shot to the corner of my vision, catching Freya’sstunned expression. She was piecing together the puzzle, comprehending the true nature of her friend. Her eyes darted around, deep in thought, as if reevaluating past events that suddenly made more sense.
Tina’s response was hesitant, but followed by, “I’ll be there shortly. Don’t harm her, or so help me, you will be picking up pieces of your brains on the pavement outside when I bash your head in with a bat.” And then the line went dead, flat-lined like a heart monitor in the ER.
I turned to face Freya fully. While not overtly terrified, she seemed visibly torn, grappling with the realization that everything she thought she knew was no longer true.
