"Girl are you crying?" Quinn snickered at Oaklynn, whose face was red and covered in tears.

  After the whole altercation at the mall, the girls had decided to go home. And as in home, I meant Chloé's home that everyone seems to be crashing at. Quinn was for good reasons. Oaklynn was not.

So here they were, curled up in the living room with wine and pizza watching Elementals.

"So are you!" She sucked her teeth wiping the tears off her face. She playfully glared at the darker girl whose eyes were watery.

"That's because she's sensitive." Chloé snickered at the girl that scoffed.

"Why don't you wipe those tears before you come for me?" Quincy rubbed plaggs belly as she rolled her eyes. She was not sensitive!..........all the time.

  "Anyways, wasn't your little boy toy supposed to be stopping by?" Oaklynn leaned her head on her friends shoulder. Her blonde curls braided down in some quick jail braids.

  "He ended up getting caught up with something and said he'll just see me Thursday." Quincy chuckled as she looked for the next movie to put on. The Proud Family Movie popped up and she was quick to put it on.

  "He wants to do something so close to your performance date? He does know you have to be careful with your body, right?" Chloé asked with slight annoyance as she brought a fresh bowl of popcorn. Extra buttery, just the way they liked it.

  "I assume so but I doubt he would do anything too crazy." Quincy smiled as she snuggled in the middle of the trio. Her legs lying on Oaklynn. Who put hers on top of Chloe's.

  "Oh baby she definitely wasn't talking about the date." Oaklynn chuckled as she looked at the girl.

  Quinn titled her head and looked at them back and forth.

  "What else could she mean?" She asked innocently. The two girls smiled at her evilly. The ballerina felt a chill run down her spine at their looks.

  "Sex of course!"

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  "Beautiful Adams and Lee! Do that scene for me one more time and you can leave for the day." Mistress Cosette, praised the two that were panting as they stood in their final pose for the scene.

  Many days had passed at this point. Quincy was busy with practice all day everyday. With the performance coming up and being the lead, she was at the studio almost all day.

  Of course she was still able to talk to Luka who also had a busy schedule. He had to travel out the country to do a make a wish appearance for a teenage boy. What was supposed to be a day trip lasted for three days.

  He did tell her he'd still make it back in time to take her out Thursday. Quinn told him not to rush. She didn't mind if he needed to cancel for work.

  It wouldn't be the first time she had plans canceled on her.

  But the male put it on everything that he would be there. Even asking her when she was supposed to get out of practice that day.

   Besides that, she was extremely surprised that no one had bothered her this whole week. She wasn't complaining of course, it was just strange. At one point they made it seem like they wouldn't leave her alone but it's been silent for days.

  She could only thank whoever was looking out for her.

  Quincy looked at her dance partner, Jacques Lee. A tall and well built dark skin man. He had been in the dance company for two years before her. They were friendly with each other as they were paired together often.
 
  The young beauty usually kept a professional distance around the male for the sake of Adrien. He hated that she had to dance with men and always wanted her to quit. But ballet was maybe the one thing she'd fight him on.

  It was the only thing she knew yet she still loved it.

  Jacques however was a very flirtatious man. She never thought too hard on it as he did it with everyone in the company. And although he enjoyed messing with her, he never pushed the boundaries.

  "After you Little Canelé~" He smiled at the girl as he grabbed her hand to restart the scene.

  "Thank you Sir Éclair~" Quincy snorted as she smiled at him. A bright smile he was not used to receiving from her. Nor was he expecting her to joke with him. The little ballerina had been nothing but surprises all week and no one knew why.

  Yet they couldn't help but be happy to see their Prima glow.

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  "See you at the show Saturday!" Quincy waved at the last few girls that still occupied the changing room. They smiled at the smaller girl and said their goodbyes. Telling her to be safe on her way home.

  She smiled as she walked towards the exit.

  *RING RING*

  Her phone started ringing and she searched around her bag for it. Her brows furrowed in annoyance. She didn't recognize the number but she had a feeling it was the person that had been calling her all week.

  The first few times she did answer, it was silent on the other end. It creeped her the hell out so she stopped answering stranger numbers.

  She declined it and blocked it just like all the others.

  But of course it rung again. So she answered it and with every once of anger she could muster and yelled into the phone.

  "I told you to stop fucking calling me you fucking weirdo!" She yelled as soon as it answered.

  "Have I ever told you how cute you sound when you're angry, mamas?" Lukas voice chuckled as soon as she finished. Quincy chocked hearing the man she wasn't expecting.

  "Luka?" She asked confused. Even having to take the phone off her ear to double check. But her lips curled at his laugh.

  "The one and only baby. Or were you hoping for someone else?" He teased her on the other side of the phone. Quinn pouted although he couldn't see her.

  "No, it's just someone has been calling me and just sitting there. It's been annoying me all week honestly." She confessed to him.

  She never said anything to anyone cause she assumed it would just stop. But it didn't stop and they'd call multiple times a day from different numbers. She knew she should've called the police but her mother instilled in her to never trust the police.

  And it's not for the reasons people would think. Plus she's just been too busy to care.

  "Luka?" She called out when the line was quiet. Worry laced in her voice thinking she made him upset.

  "I'm sorry baby. Don't worry too much about it'll. I'll get you a new phone and handle it from there." He replied with a certain anger in his voice.

  "You don't need to—Please baby, for my peace of mind." He cut off whatever she was going to say. Almost pleading with her to let him do this.

  "Okay." She bit her lip after thinking for a second. She trusted Luka, he made her feel safe. So what was the harm in letting him do this?

  When Luka decided to keep her by his side, he promised to take care of her. Luka would handle anything and everything for her. He didn't want her to stress herself about this or anything.

  And whether the random was threatening her or not, no one can bother his Quincy.

  "You're out of practice right?" He changed the subject. His tone back to his normal care free tone.

  "Yes. Are you picking me up from Chloé's house or should I just come to you?" She asked as she pushed the door open. Covering her eyes from the brightness of outside. Practice ended early today so it was still nice and sunny.

  "No, look up." He simply said before hanging up.

  Quinn was confused but did so anyways. Her eyes winded at the male that held a bouquet of flowers. She smiled at the man she missed so much.

  "Luka!"

  "Where are we?" She peaked out the window at the clean looking building. It was pretty big and there were people coming in and out of it chatting happily.

  "Well I know you're supposed to relax before a show so I wanted to do something to let you be as comfortable as possible." He smiled helping her out the car. Holding her hand as he ushered her towards the building.

  They had already stopped and got her set up with a new phone. She didn't think about it too much and only kept a few numbers of the people she needed to contact immediately at the time. So Luka, Chloé, Oaklynn and everyone at the dance company.

  She was touched when the male really bought her a new one. Part of her thought he was just joking but she was pleasantly surprised.

  "That and when I did give you a massage it was......interrupted~" He teased her as he winked. His eyes trailing her body as she looked away embarrassed. She was so cute.

  "I liked the interruption." She smiled shyly, her face heating up from thinking about how he had her bent in positions she didn't even know existed.

  Luka couldn't help but hug her and pepper her face in kisses. She laughed at the ticklish feeling. Immediately forgetting that they were in public.

  "Hello, did you have a reservation?" A soft feminine voice interrupted the two. She didn't want to interrupt the cute scene but she had to do her job.

  Quinn jumped back embarrassed, only making the woman cover her mouth to giggle a bit.

  "Yes, last name Couffanie. Full service for two." He told the woman. She nodded and typed in his name on her iPad, quickly finding his reservation.

  "Perfect. Right this way please." She smiled as she gestured for them to follow her.

  Quinn was confused but followed nonetheless. Nosily looking around the building in awe. They were taken to a private room that had two beds. She immediately understood what she was looking at.

  "Luka you didn't?" She covered her mouth as her eyes started to water. Luka immediately brought the girl into a hug as he kissed her forehead.

"I'll leave you two to change. Please enjoy." The woman smiled as she left the room.
 
  "You deserve it baby. I just want you to relax." He coo'd as he rubbed her back. Chuckling lightly as she tried to hold back her sniffles.

  Quinn felt so happy although she was crying. This man was just too perfect for his own good. Marinette really did fuck up but all she could say was thank you.

  "You're so good to me. I really don't deserve this. I haven't even done anything for you." She all but sobbed as she hugged him. Burying her face in his shirt. She was overwhelmed with the sense of security and couldn't help but hold him tighter.

  What did she do to deserve someone that was so patient with her? Remembering everything she told him and did things that proved he remembered. When they spoke on the phone, he wouldn't let her ask about his day until she explained everything she did first. Letting her tell every detail that would seemingly be unimportant just for the sake of letting her say it. It had only been a week, just a single week and he showed he cared more times than Adrien ever had.

  "Quincy let me just say this is nowhere near the level of things you deserve. If anything I'm just getting started because you deserve the whole fucking world. I know you're a genuine person who had a shitty hand dealt to her. I just hope I'm not too late to take that hand and show you how to win with it. And I don't need or want you to do anything but let me take care of you. I like taking care of the ones I care for. I know it use to make Marinette overwhelmed so I'm sorry if do too much." He cupped her face and wiped away her tears. She was pretty when cried but if it was tears of sadness he wanted them no where near her face.

  Quinn thought Marinette really was dumb. She understood wanting to be independent but it was like she didn't appreciate anything the man did for her. Obviously if she cheated on him with her shitty ex.

  "Luka......" She whispered as she looked at him. Her doe shaped eyes low as the tears wet her lashes. That same dangerous look grabbed Luka by the heart and squeezed.

  "Yes baby?" He whispered back. His eyes roaming her face but always stopping at her plump lips he could never get enough of.

  Her bottom lip pulled between her teeth as her eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips. Her hands gripping onto his shirt as she stepped on her tippy toes. Their lips grazing each others as their breath mingled.

  ".........I think I'm falling in love with you."

  Their lips collided.

Drama, Drama, Drama!
Call your momma!
In this fucked up world!
Drama, Drama, Drama!
Yes it's coming!
Someone come get they girl!

The ballet was changed from Cinderella to Princess and The Frog btw.