No Strings

"its filler."

Marina's POV

"What the fuck am I doing here?" She asks, I nod "aww, was I not invited?" She smiles a little

"No you weren't, you aren't even allowed here.." I look behind her in case any attention is drawn to us. She just shuts the door behind herself.

It's scary but kind of sexy.

"Relax. I'm not going to piss you off for long, I just came to say hi. It's been a while," she pauses "not for my lack of trying."

"I've just been busy" I tell her, she nods

"I can see. You're blonde and head to toe in pink, this little identity crisis of yours is super cute." She teases, my mouth falls open a little

"And what about you? How much did your plastic surgery cost? You must be doing rather well for yourself." I tease back. I can't tell if I went too far or not, but it's kind of exciting if I did.

Her expression definitely changes because of what I've said. It makes me swallow. She's irritated.

"Shut the fuck up, it's filler."

"Of course" I dismiss her. Out of pure necessity, I regain my confidence as she steps closer. She's about to speak but I don't give her the chance "why did you have to be such a bitch out there?"

"I didn't have to. I just wanted to be" she smirks, looking down my body then back up at my face. I soon get nervous again, feeling my cheeks get hot. "I had you where I wanted you"

"And why did you want me like that, nervous and ramble-y on live television?" I ask quietly

"I guess I just wanted to play with you a little. Kinda like how you only wanted to play with me a little last year."

I almost choke. I don't know what to say. So I just look at her.

"Exactly, not even an explanation. If you're gonna hook up don't do it sloppily.." she holds our eye contact "you look just as pretty. But you don't sing like you're an insane person anymore which is kinda sad."

She kind of hits a nerve. Everyone says I've sold out because of Electra Heart. She must have done her research in order to get to me... unless she actually does think I'm a sell out.

"I sing about heartbreaking and being heartbroken" I mumble, she rolls her eyes

"Oh I'm sure that you have never been heartbroken, Marina." I like how she says my name, and I like the tension she's created. It's scary though. "But honestly I don't care either way. I'm just here to tell you how excited I am that we're both in LA, both famous, and both have new albums out. I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun."

"What's that even supposed to mean?" I ask, she shrugs a little, showing how little she cares.

"You decide." She looks at Marilyn, my toy poodle. Not the breed, literally a toy. "cute dog." She just walks out, shutting the door behind herself.

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The next morning I have no plans, so I take the morning to relax in bed and read the reviews from last night. It's just as well that I have no plans because I slept pretty shit. I was thinking about Lana.

The reviews say I sang well, and that it's good to see that Lana and I are 'friends'... It makes me relieved no one has picked up on how gay it was.

Even though I have nothing urgent to do, I feel guilty for doing nothing. It's like I should be doing something..

Doing something about Lana.