Bri's P.O.V.
Three days. Three days since I've seen her vibrant green eyes. Since I've heard her beautiful laugh, or the awful jokes she told and laughed at, even though they were far from funny. I grab her hand, and I softly move he hair from her face so I can see her features better."I'm sorry this is happening, but please wake up Red. Please. I need you, Damon needs you, so does Ms. Margret and Sam. Just don't leave us." More tears fall out of my eyes as I rest my head on her hand. I hear a groan and think it's Damon groaning in his sleep.
"Jeez woman you could fill a pool with those tears," Thea's crackling dry voice speaks and I can't help but laugh, only she would make a joke like that.
"What happened?" I wipe my tears as I look at her.
"An old lady, her purse went flying in the street. She didn't look to see if there was traffic, a-and she ran out into the road. You were driving, and you tried to stop but you couldn't. The bike stopped but you went flying into the street. Damon and I were shopping and saw the whole thing. How are you feeling though?"
"Pretty good actually, I've been out for what, three days right?" My mind boggles at how she knows that. The exact amount of days she was unconscious.
"Yeah, how did you know that?"
"Well, um, you see-" she nervously stutters not looking me in the eye. I groan and smack her hand lightly to which she glares at me. My face tells her to continue, which she does.
"You know where I learned to fight right?" I nod and she continues. "Well, to make us better fighters, they would beat us, hard. They trained our bodies to heal in three days from a major accident. It was like training a dog. It took time, and was not fun, but it made things better in the long run." After she finished, Damon stirs in his seat, rubbing his eyes.
"Hush up woman, I'm trying to sleep."
"How about you hush up you big ol' sack of meat," Thea snaps, which makes me laugh. Damon's eyes snap open to see his best friend with a smirk on her face, being herself.
"T-Th-Thea, y-yo-you're awake!" She rolls her eyes at him, typical Thea. I swear her eyes will roll to the back of her head one day.
"Y-y-yes I-I did," she mocks him, fake stuttering which makes Damon groan and roll his eyes.
"You were so much quieter unconscious," He moans, which makes Thea throw the nearest thing to her at him, which happens to be a small book. He gasps as the book makes a loud contact with his face.
"Ouch! Hey! Don't throw random things at me!" She throws her head back and lets out a loud laugh, and a deep chuckle form the door which makes all of our heads snap to the door. Thea gulps as her eyes harden as the gorgeous man from the flower shop walks in. He looks at Thea and I can see sadness and attraction in his eyes. Thea's got an admirer. I smirk, and stand up, brushing the fake dust off my pants with a large smile.
"Damon, baby, let's go get some lunch."
"But Thea just woke up-"
"Now." I cut him off with much authority, to which he hangs his head and reluctantly stands up. Thea gives me pleading eyes to stay, but the match maker in me tells me to leave the soon-to-be love birds alone. I shake my head and start walking away with a large smirk on my face.
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Thea's P.O.V.
I internally groan, thank you Bri for leaving me with a gorgeous man I do not wish to see. She left and I knew she thought about me getting with Lucca, which will never happen. Even if I wanted to, he couldn't handle me and my past.
"Well I was wondering why you missed the dinner, you seemed excited about food, and then I saw your accident on the news. How are you feeling Thea?" His deep voice rumbling my name made me close my eyes. His voice is like silk. I reopen them to see his chocolate one looking intently at me.
"Well, I'm doing well, I'll be leaving today." Squeaky shoes come in and I see Dianna looking at me with a pointed look.
"Oh no you will not Thea. But you may get out of bed and walk around, and visit." I sigh but nod, it could be worse and I could be bed ridden. Looking back to Lucca, he has a facial expression riddled with confusion. I wave it off, telling him to forget it to which he nods in understanding.
"Well I would still like to take you to dinner."
"I can't turn down free food, now can I?" I say with a smirk, which makes him chuckle. He sits down, his hands interlocking and his elbows set on his knees. I turn my body a little to face him.
"You're an odd girl, Thea." I let out a light chuckle, he has no idea.
"Not the first time I've been told that." He gives me a small smile which makes me feel comforted by.
"Well I mean florist by day, fighter by night, just wow." My eyes turn cold and I stare at him dead in the eye.
"I have no idea what you are speaking of," I look him right in the eye, and have fake confusion on my face. How did he know?
"You're a good liar Thea, but I saw a woman exit the underground fighting arena after a fight, and hop on your exact bike. Come to think of it, she looked like you as well." I glare at him and grab the corner of my blanket before throwing it off the bed onto the floor. I hop off the bed and creep towards him, a menacing glare on my face. Since I'm taller, because he is sitting down, I look down on him, and point my finger in his face.
"If you tell anyone I will make sure you regret every decision you've ever made." He rolls his eyes at me and flicks my finger away from his face before standing up. His large frame, at least 6'5, towers over me. I glare up at him making him chuckle. He swoops down, his lips grazing he side of my face as he whispers in my ear, his hot breath tickling me.
"You do not scare me, you only look cute when angry," his statement made my blood boil. I'll show him how cute I am. I bring the heel of my foot down on his toes, making him groan in response. I throw an elbow into his gut, and bring my hands up to his shoulder pulling him down to my height. My knee is close to groin, showing him if he moves I will knee him.
"It wasn't a threat I was informing you about, I was making a promise to a pal," I whisper in his ear, and I push him back away from me, before grabbing the robe on the chair he sat on and throwing it over my shoulders. Pushing past him, I leave the room to go visit Sam.

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General FictionThea Grey: co-owner of a flower shop by day, underground fighter by night, but that isn't her only secret. What will happen when her past catches up to her? -- "We thought you were over this, what triggered it?" "Nothing. A monster never changes."...