Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 25

Darius looked at himself in the mirror in the gym’s locker room. It had been a week since the rythe and the scars that spelt Nalla’s name were now just red marks which would disappear in a matter of hours.

He should cut the wounds open again, keep her name on him, on his skin, for a few more days. He could tell anyone who asked that he was healing slow.

But they’d see right through him. They’d know.

Fuck. He needed a drink.

- Yo Ahgony!

- Sup man?

- I need to get drunk as a skunk tonight. Care to join me?

- Ahh…

- I need you there buddy. Consider it my stag night, isn’t that what humans call it?

His friend sighed.

- Sure, yeah. Where are we going?

- How about the Inferno?

Ahgony pulled a face. He really was a refined guy like his dad, the Primale. The emo goth crowd wasn’t exactly his thing.

- If we must.

- Oh yeah we must. We definitely must.

                              

An hour later, they were dressed to impress as they walked through the Club’s doors. The bouncers recognized them as the VIPS they were and let them straight in.

He ignored the women and professionals that practically threw themselves at him and Ahgony and sat down at the table where the brothers usually sat.

He quickly ordered a Lag for himself and a Jack Daniels for his best friend.

- Drink up!

He drowned the glass as if it were water and gave the waitress a couple hundred dollars.

- Keep ‘em coming.

*-*-*

Ahgony winced as he watched his friend get totally smashed.

He knew Darius was hurting because of Nalla and he really hoped the King would come to his senses before it was too late.

D was on an auto destructive path and he would hate to lose his buddy like this.

He quickly sent a text to Mariah.

- Won’t be able to make it tonight. D needs me.

- Ok babes, be careful.

He smiled, loving the way she called him babes.

- Anyone I know?

- Huh?

He looked up as Darius nodded down at his phone.

- The one who’s bringing a smile to your face. Do I know her?

Ahgony hesitated.

- It’s ah… It’s Mariah.

Darius straightened in his seat.

- Mariah? Rhage’s Mariah?

Ahgony nodded.

- Oh man… his inner Godzilla is going to eat you alive. You know that, right?

He nodded.

- We’ve only just started, but I ah… I’m thinking of talking to Rhage. Ask him for permission, or for her hand, or whatever it is human males ask their future father in laws.

Darius whistled.

- That serious huh?

- Yeah man. She’s amazing, and beautiful and she makes me smile like no one else… I’ll shut up now. Sorry man.

- Nah, It’s ok bro. You two deserve to be happy. Everyone deserves to be happy. Except me.

He drank another full glass.

- Do you think daddy dearest would cancel the royal engagement, if Nalla was pregnant with my young? Because I fucked her. Only once. But still…There is a very slight possibility that she is carrying the royal heir inside her as we speak.