Chapter Text
Mina Ha was not just a vampire, she was snobby and arrogant. You could feel it dripping off her simply by the way she walked. Short steps like she had all the time in the world. I guess she did, or if she didn’t she sure as hell acted like she did. That stupid umbrella perched against her shoulder, acting like she was the center of the universe. A true fucking narcissist. She had what everyone in New York wanted. Money, attention, free press for her fashion boutique thanks to Arin Fairfax’s assassination. She had it all, and for that she deserves nothing.
Nothing will rival the night I first saw that bitch. It was my typical Tuesday night. I finally had more than a dollar to my name, which meant hitting jezabels and drinking away the pains of life. I wasn’t able to go last tuesday because it was a full moon… and ya know. Anyway, I’ve been needing this. I was sat at my normal spot, my favorite “Dead apple cursed brew” in hand. When in struts this fucking eyecatcher of a woman. She’s slender yet has some form of figure. I could tell she had money from the way she was dressed. I’ve seen similar looks around the city but it paled in comparison to her. She. was. captivating.
I absolutely hate that I can’t take my eyes off her, she is a natural. I wish I was like that. Able to be around people and fit in. but I guess not everyone is able to just do that. A sigh escapes my lungs, and before I can catch it Infernus gives me an all too knowing look.
“Are you catching a fever for Miss. Ha?” he lets out a chuckle, his fiery hair escaping the brim of his hat.
I scoff lightly, “who the fuck is Miss. Ha.” it came across rough. I rub my neck quickly and focus my eyes to my drink. “I’m trying this new thing called… uh. People watching?” Yes, I realize this sounds nothing like me. It was on the spot okay?
Infernus lets out a chuckle and lowers his glasses to reveal a serious glare in his eye, “I’d be careful if I were you Lilah, Miss. Ha is not one to mess with…. Respectfully of course” and with that he throws his towel over his shoulder and walks to help other guests at the bar.
I sat at the bar for a while longer, ignoring whatever that stupid sally ass vampire was doing. Yet my mind could not focus on my drink, or overhearing conversation. My mind was in a slow dance with the mere thought of that bitch. I just don’t get it. She's so graceful, and seems to have life easy? I wish I could have a life like hers. But my life? That shit is a mess.
That's when it happened.
“Excuse me,” a quite defined voice rang out, “may I sit here?”
I was so deep in thought I don’t even think I actually responded, she was lucky if she got a grunt. Wait…. She?
Mina Ha slips into the seat with more grace than a dancer at pole palace. no like that is particularly difficult. I am frozen, this bitch has the audacity to ask if she can sit here… in MY Tuesday night bar, next to my seat, and then does so anyway when no response is given? Who the hell does this bitch think she is?
“One espresso martini please” Mina asks Infernus, who nods quickly.
“Yes of course Miss. Ha” Infernus turns quickly to make that snob the drink she ordered. What even is the point of those fancy rich people's drinks? 20 dollars for less alcohol is stupid. I’ll stick with my beer. Speaking of beer…. My bottle seems to have magically disappeared into the abyss?
“How do you drink this trash?” Miss. Ha holding your bottle. You’re fucking kidding me. One second she decides she gets to sit wherever she wants and the next she takes my fucking beer.
“Excuse you?” At this point I'm tired of this prissy bitch, walking in here like she’s some wannabe princess. What makes her think she's so special, she’s nothing but a snobby arrogant vampire who strolls in like she owns the place.
I grab my beer bottle out of her hands, “that is mine, I paid for it. Not you. You don't get to touch my shit because you think you’re special” I go to stand up and walk away when I feel something on my foot. I look down to see a brand new boot pressing firmly on my own.
“Listen mutt, I was just asking a question. I would be careful who you talk to like that. I’m the future viscountess of New York," Mina says with a grin. Her teeth perfectly straight and white.
She lifts her boot, and shoos me away. Which is fine, I was going to watch the billiards game that's currently happening anyway. But what an utter bitch right? She really thinks she's future viscountess? I would laugh if it didn’t make me look insane.
I watch as Abrams and Billy play their game of billiards. Yet, I’m not really watching. Its more like I'm watching and keeping an eye on that stupid vampire. I’m going to find out what makes her so captivating. Why is she so liked? Why does she get whatever she wants? Why does she get a good life?
“Yo, earth to lilah” Billy waves a hand in front of my eyes. I blink a couple times, not realizing how long its been since I last blinked. “Yo, lila you good?”
“Huh, yeah. Yeah sorry works been a lot. And ya know. Last week was rough. Stop calling me lila, say my full fucking name next time dude” I take a quick swig of my beer. God, what's with all the questions tonight.
“Bro chill out man,” Billy raises his cue stick, “I was asking if you were gonna join.”
“Nah man, I’m sitting tonight out. I’m drafting up some shit for work….. Mentally.” I shift in the stool. My eyes scan the room. There she is, still sitting at the bar. Infernus leaned over talking to her. What makes her so interesting anyway. She’s just some random rich snob.
Luckily Billy doesn’t question me any further. How he fell for that I have no idea. I know he’s probably gonna give me shit for this next week. But that's an issue for next week lilah, not this week. But maybe next week I’ll actually be able to focus. Next week Mina won't be in this bar. Mina will be doing whatever the fuck she does with her time with her well put together life.
You know what, yeah. I’ll figure out this girl by next week. For sure, I'll get to come back next Tuesday. And never have to worry about seeing Mina fucking Ha again. I’ll get to play billiards with my friends and drink my beer without worrying about some entitled bitch taking it again.
Before I know it, Infernus is calling last call. I must have lost track of time with how deep in thought I was. I completely missed Abrams leaving. But I need to leave. I needed to be home hours ago. and yet here i am stuck motionless in this stool.
I have to leave, I have to get home, I need too. I peel myself from my stool. it was as if I was a piece of old melted gum on pavement. scraping my body off that stool. I desperately need to get home and get some sleep. I also need a cigarette.
I head towards the doors of jezebels, the outside air slips inside in small gusts. The door closes loudly behind me. I reach into my pockets searching for my pack of smokes. Upon finding them I lit a cigarette.
“I knew you’d come out eventually” a rather familiar voice rings out. Mina Ha stood, wallflowering against the wall. “I saw you sitting at the billiards table with Abrams and Billy. I know you lilah, I know who you work for. I suggest you get your shit together” mina tucks away her umbrella, turns and walks away. Heels clicking annoyingly on the pavement.
I don't have time for this. I need to get home, I need to sleep. And I need to figure out what makes this bitch so fucking special.