Becoming the Luna Chapter 191

Shana watches Dale mope around the house unhappily, he has been this way ever since he couldn't find the strange guy that he bumped into, he was calling him Jasmine now because he had figured out the scent of the kind of flower, it sounded ridiculous to Shana because honey was the more common scent but there was no changing Dale's mind.

He still read for his final papers but all the ti was spent lying around or stalking the pet shop and the bakery he found out Jasmine worked at, it had been shut down already and Shana was just as miserable as her cousin.

"Dale, baby? Are you okay?" she asks in worry, walking closer to the couch he had been lying on.

A muffled murmur replies her and she cos close enough to see him lying halfway off the bed, he had a scruffy beard and dark bags under his eyes, and the only reason he rembered to shower was because of Shana.

"Co on, Dale, get up." She walks around the couch to look at him properly, she had found out about his frivolous life from Virgil, she knew he had been trying to forget Hayden, and while she didn't approve of his lifestyle that was still way better than the depressed, couch potato he was becoming.

"Why don't you co along with to a bar, it could cheer you up." She suggests cheerily, staring at him hopefully.

Dale just groans again and averts his face from her bright expression. "If I have to kiss another girl, I'm going to puke."

Shana freezes up not sure she heard him right, horror painting her face when she finally processes his words. "Virgil? V! Get your lazy ass out here!"

Virgil strolls in from another room. "Why are you yelling? It's late." He asks her in a placid voice.

But Shana is too panicked to be cald by that. "It's just 6 pm and you made Dale gay?" She demands in horror, staring accusatory at him. "How are we going to explain that to his mom? I an the codfish was happy when she heard he was sleeping around with girls."

"How is it my fault? He bumps into Jasmine who uses whatever voodoo on him and now it's my fault?" Virgil complains.

Shana just perches at the edge of the sofa, cradling her head in her hands. "This is a disaster, how am I going to explain all these to Luna Alana?"

Virgil just shrugs, settling on a beanbag. "I wasn't the one charged to take care of him, plus I don't give a fuck about what his mom says, I just want that to go on record." He says casually.

Shana just ignores him, wheels turning in her brain, during their first year of college, Dale had been moping around over Hayden, he wasn't gay but he wasn't straight either, it was complicated.

Then soti around the middle of the second year, Virgil called her to complain, she was worried about him but she hoped that it was just a phase because she knew he beat himself up over trying to please his parents, his mom especially who took advantage of that.

Things went on like that for a while but he was straight again which made it tolerable to himself and his annoying mother but now he bumps into this strange person that almost nobody knows about and they drop back to stage one after Hayden? What kind of sorcery is that?

"You only t Jasmine for a couple minutes at most, besides you keep claiming he's an Oga which everyone denies and that's believable because they almost don't exist so maybe you're just embellishing the mory and that's why you can't get over it." She tells him softly, patting his wild black hair.

"Sure." Dale agrees blankly. "I'm still not going to any bar."

Shana just sighs in exasperation knowing he would agree to anything she said just to get her to leave him alone. "Fine then, we're all going out for a haircut, both of you too."

"What? I'm not the one looking like a caveman." Virgil protests.

"No, you look like a priest, which is even more terrifying, we're going back the day after tomorrow, you're not coming with looking like train wrecks."

"Why did you make Dale shave and make us put on fancy clothes?" Virgil asks when they settle in the car, confused.

Shana glances over at him, her starting the car while Dale is lying down in the backseat. "Because I have a reputation to protect and since you two idiots have no self-pride, I'll have enough for the three of us, now drive."

Shana keeps her head out the window, the sun just set less than half an hour ago but the city was alive, stores bustling. Sothing catches her eye and an idea hits her.

"Hey, Dale? Why don't you get a tattoo, it might help lift your mood." She suggests casually.

"Sure." He agrees blankly again.

"I feel like you could tell him we're driving off a cliff and he'd say 'sure'" Virgil mimics him savagely, earning a hard swat from Shana.

"After we get our hair cut, we'll go down to a tattoo parlor, I think I want another piercing, don't you want one, V?"

"I'll pass, I already have a piercing that you sneaked up on in the night to make." He reminds her.

"Because you look hotter with it and I was honestly expecting you to wake up and throw Zilani and off." She admits honestly. "You slept like a log."

"Because that bitch made her dad give extra laps because I told her to stop calling ."

"Two laps made you wonk out like that?" Shana asks in disbelief.

"Add a zero." He mutters tightly.

"That bitch." Shana mutters under her breath, eyes lting to silver. She almost wished that they hadn't thrown her out just so she could make Elise's life miserable but she knew it was better for everyone that she was.