Chapter 40

Another one!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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"Wait what?"

"I know it is some ridiculous junk. But it junks that you got to do." Maria explained over the phone.

"I don't mind doing it. But why did we have to be there to do it? Why not in our town?"

"The ones who do the license renewal won't be in town this week. But decided hey let's just send these messages out now before we forget."

"Wow." Does anyone actually look at their driver license? Shrug to themselves as they were cleaning up a gun.

Recently able to find a shooting ring here in Pride, along with found a small gun shop called Guns Day somewhat own by an imp name Blood Drop. It was an interesting twist that the shop was also a bar. If a little ridiculous but the owners seem to make sure it's all locked up. Hey, whatever you can do to keep it running. It was affordable to some degree. Still, prefer Wrath along with their own shooting range, but can't push it with the portals. Try not to get too much attention. But been a few situations in the shooting range here in Pride that made them annoyed. Just let them shoot.

"So, much for my plans this week."

"Right, you were publishing your website. Correct?"

"The plan so far. Just want to double check a few things first."

"I call first dibs."

"Madre you already get stuff from me." Doesn't even think that's how it works too. Well, now they think about it technically she, or Ivy, would probably be first since they haven't finished the cards on the online site.

"Yes, well I want to support my child."

"Is this because I still won't accept your money?"

"That too. Also did anyone buy the dress from the shop?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhh."

Moxxie made a note to self to not do that again. Which also made them slightly to do those sales online now.

Decided hey since it's almost 'summer' down here why not a dress? Tt was just a very simple line dress. Did like a design at the bottom that had a skull with flower petals around it. Also added pockets.

Only made one.

Should have learned better by now.

Moxxie just watches behind the counter as the girls, woman, some boys too, fought over that dress. Nobody dares to confront them unless they want to jump in to get it. Doesn't even think anyone tried it on yet.

Ivy confiscated the dress when they began to make a mess out of her shop.

No, one got the dress.

Moxxie sighs as he rubs between their eyes. "Nope."

"Nobody wanted it?"

"Ivy café almost turned into a war zone to get the dress."

"I wish I saw that. What you do with it?"

"We decided to do a café draw. Will post like a sign of the day to just be there? Buy like anything to put the name in the jar. Will be the winner." Rub their chin a bit. "Maybe can also after that win make announcement that Flaw open a website by bringing out the cards."

"That's a terrific idea! I want to be there."

"Let me run it by with her first."

"She'll agreed with the idea."

"Yeah, yeah. Look ill come down soon. Will there be an issue if I use the truck?" aka Portal half way.

"Should be fine. If need be, can one of my employees do the delivery."

"All right. Thanks.

A week later.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Moxxie muttered, as he carries the drunk-out Succubus in the rain, middle of the night, in one of the worst parts of North Wrath City.

After arriving in the Wrath ring, along with got the truck. It didn't take too long to deal with the renewal license. Just needed a small update. A little annoying as this was something that could have waited instead of this immediate attention. Or even over the phone. But nope!

Just decided to walk along the streets with his mind wandering around. It was also in a way their first time in this city. Wrath city wasn't big and crazy like the other rings city. But it does show it has grown a bit with a few new trends. Yet, they still have the Wrath feel to it.  In their opinion, at least surrounded, like the view as you can still see you like the mountain volcanic view in a distance. Not a lot of cars, pollution. There were still fights along with dead bodies. Just like in Pride. But gets cleaned up quickly to drag a body away.

Pull out their phone to check over a few emails. Swipe away spam, bugs and anything that they don't see why they need to look at. Might see about the moment something comes through the mail like this straight to deletion. Be a piece of cake just like the added protection. They should ask Madre to let them look at their phone when they get back too.

They kept walking until they stopped. Almost close to a bar. The door swings open as a girl was thrown outside.

"YOU BASTERED!"

"YOU HAD ENOUGH PLUS YOUR CARDS DON'T WORK YOUR BROKE ASS BITCH!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"A WALKING BUMBLEGUM SKUNK ISN'T MY THING!"

The door slammed shut.

Moxxie blinks. Not the first to see a situation like this.

A tall young woman slowly lift herself up. Can pinpoint she was a succubus with the style of her wings, tail. Who looks like a bit of a mess? Began to wobble with the first step almost fell back down. The skirt was a bit messy with some stains. The top look dirty and some tears. Very high thigh high heel boots that made him shudder at the pain if he wore them. White with different shades of pink undertone hair. A pair of horns. But it was her eyes that really stood out to Moxxie. Not the color of hot pink.

The emotions are shown cleared as day if anyone actually took the chance to look at.

Frustration, stress, anger and pain. A lot of pain of some sort of level that made Moxxie feel uncomfortable. Like he just steps into something he had no right to look at. Glance down as they start to walk away.

The hot pink skin succubus wobbled around, clearly not noticing him, and leaned against a wall. Pulled out a flask from her purse, he now noticed, and took a huge swing. Slide down and smack her own face.

Then it rained.

"ARE YOU FUCKEN SERIOUS?" She screamed and soon make-up was running down her face.

Just walk away Moxxie. This isn't your business. His thoughts to him. Telling him how he would want to be alone with his own problems and bad days. How he needed to be alone. Even if back them they were bad decisions. Or the voices.

(Warning if you want to skip this part. Only little things will be said but may feel uncomfortable)

"Ha looks at this boy a free fun."

"Buzz off your ugly beam pools!" The succubus snarled at the three imps as she slowly rose up. Can just smell what they want. "You imps go fuck off to your sack of too a mother runt!"

"Lot of bitching for whore."

"Why don't we help her out? After all they do get food from it. Lots of fun." The three laughed and closed in on her.

"Come any closer or ill rip off your- "She stop to see one them pull out a knife.

"Shut it before it gets to bloody."

"Ha she can barely stand to notice!"

"B-Back off your no di-dick pest." She took a step and on cue her heel decided to go again her. Fall back down as she let out a growl. Along with still a bit out of it from drinking. Can usually hold herself better than this. But after the last two days she was just so done! Hiss when one of them grabbed her hair. Ready to punch but felt the blade against her neck. Freeze a bit.

"Let's use that mouth for something to s- "

"AAHH!"

"HEY WHAT YOU DOINAHHHHH!"

"BACK OFF YOU LITTLEAGHHHH."

(Done)

Her hair got let go at some point. Her head shook a bit which made her headache worse. Vision was still shitty so wasn't fully able to notice what had just happened. Just glad those three no longer touching her. Wasn't in any kind of mood, or the head, for fun. Then to pull that crap with a knife and grab her own hair like that! Her head was still spinning.

"Hey?"

She slowly lifts her head to see some hooded short stuff. A pair of foggy glasses, along with a scarf

"Nice contacts thought this shitty ring not that fancy." The girl slurred.

"You got a place to stay?"

"No, freebie honey unless y-you the ones who got tho-those idiots away. "She purred but sounded like a slur. Then her head moves slightly and eyes widen to see the three imps. They were either beaten to a coma or they were dead.

"Let's get you a hotel room."

"Haha oh some fun? You sh-shorter but I can do it. But h-heey stick it that asshole ex!"

"Can you stand?"

"Meanie. Asking a girl to sta-stand how about you help me up." Hand out to him and snickered at the look. Then let out an "epp" and almost thrown up how quickly he just pulled her up. "W-Woah! Hey careful don't need to puke on my boots!"

"The mud did that already."

"M-Meanie and bluntie. Aww so cu-cute." She then fell on top of him.

Took everything in Moxxie willpower to not scream. So, he punched the trashcan that slammed at the end of the alleyway wall. That began to start cracking.

Yep, they better start going.

Now Moxxie knows he is short and small. Doesn't bother him. But damn times like these he wishes for height. Or not to worry about hiding his magic. Just to move faster. Here he was, and not realizing, he making any demon dream come true, bridal carrying a hot young woman.

"Sh-Ahould be so*hick* happy to c-carry me."

"I'm trying everything in my will power to not drop you."

"W-Why? N-not hot enough f-for you shr*hic* shrimp."

"I hate physical contact."

It would have been called bullshit. But even so she was drunk. Very much out of it. Even if her senses find I odd not picking up a smell. The posture, the tone on how much they seem to be holding back.

They actually hate this? Yet, still going out the way to do this? Then suddenly he was put in a truck. At the far end as the imp was driving. At least she thinks it's a truck. Or some vehicle.

Which resulted to Moxxie hearing her life, at least the past two years, story to come to this. Dammit they are not cut out for this kind of talk when someone drunk. Yet, he just let her talk while they drove.

It was about her now ex-boyfriend. Stealing her credit card, car on horse riding lessons. Max out. Got kicked out of the hotel. Lost everything. The car got taken at some point by a hell tornado at the riding stable she found. Wanted to cancel her cards but her phone was now dead. Then try to cheat her way in for a few free drinks till demand payment. Which was how she found out they were maxed out.

He just listens. Tense when she was crying on their shoulder into their scarf while they drove. Yet still listen even if it got to the point it began to be personal. At least what they believe what they considered to be too personal how she talks about caring for them. Maybe love. Felt used. He was an asshole and miss the old him when they dated. Never date a bodyguard. Her singing careers.

"I'm an i-idiot for loving h-him."

Glance down at her. Able to pull his arm out of her clinging on. Lower their hand to pat her wet hair like his Madre did for him. When he called himself cruel names. "Not an idiot for being in love. Just the wrong person."

Just felt her shaking worsen as she soon cries again. Cling to his smaller body.

He gave her a look of pity. Their tail turns the radio on. Lower the volume down to the station they like. Spanish music filling up the car. Let loose a small hum as he listens to the beat while petting her hair. Posture slowly relaxes against their body but is still shaking from the cold. Then warmth came over.

Next day.

Verosika moans as she rubs her face against a warm, soft material. Head pounds but wasn't as bad as the usual time she would get drunk. But still that pounding against her forehead. Damn she needed something for this soon. If only she can buy something with her damn credi-

Eyes flashed open and moved up fast. Fuck! Too fast.

DING

See her phone by the lamp side. Connected to a charger.

What?

Reach over to turn the lamp on quickly.

Sees she was in a hotel room that alright. Not her style but it was better than spending the night on the street. Then look down to see a warm blanket wrap around her. Clothes no longer wet but will need to be washed.

Look around then notice the stuff by the lamp along with her phone. A small bottle of medicine, water. Then a letter with soul money sticking out. Grab it to read it the best she can. Some of last night coming back to her.

Hey,

Hope you are okay when you wake up. This was all that was available. Got you an extra night just in case. If not just bring the receipt up to have extra cash on hand. No, this isn't a charity case so don't get sulky.

Charger for your phone too. Along with a bottle for a headache. Drink the water.

I'm not good with this kind of stuff. But things will get better. Sounds cliché I know. I would get annoyed with that saying too. Just focus on your music. Sounds like you really have a great passion for it. So, don't let him take that. Both of you sound like you have your own issues but focus on taking care of yourself. You can kick his ass another time. Kick your ass to help yourself out first.

See yeah

Verosika stares as she held the blanket a little closer. Her tail wagged a little bit. Eyes rereading the letter. Turn it back and forth. Frick no name and number! How she supposed to repay this back! No, one has never been this kind! Many would have dumped her drunk ass. Or stay too asked for a payment. Would have mind just for doing this shit.

This weird, yet blunt, kindness. Let out a sigh as she let her mind wander last night.

Then it went blank on a certain, important, part. To her at least.

"I FORGOT WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE?!"

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Done!

Yeah, for this one didn't do the fur coat for Verosika. Thought a bit out of place even if the idea was cute. So, just let her get the coat like she did before.

Who shall win the dress when the name comes out? I don't know probably some background rando.

Crazy enough Wrath does want records of driver licenses. Even if their system is a bit wonky.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!