Beyond The Fury

Chapter Thirty

(Song- Crying In The Club by Camila Cabello)
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Ivory's POV

"We have about 15 minutes left!" Bruce calls from behind the bar and I rush to finish all the little touches of decoration.

"We won't need that long!" I shout back, a proud smile coming to rest on my face, "What is the dress code for tonight? Have you picked a theme?" I ask Bruce as he comes to stand near me, his hands find his hips as he takes in the immaculate job we have all done.

"Well.. it certainly isn't a sweater and jeans." I glance down at myself and scrunch my eyebrows, "I happen to quite like this outfit." I grumble jokingly. If I can't wear this then I will need to go to Tina's to change.. I don't think I have time to do that.

"The theme is masquerade.. There's still a box in the locker room filled with clothes you left here before you vanished." Bruce quietly comments, obviously noticing the gears turning in my head and the visible discomfort on my face.

I smile at him, placing a caring hand on his shoulder before I dash to the locker room to see what I can do about finding a reasonably nice outfit.

I want to look pretty but not too 'over-the-top'..

The locker room remains fairly the same, only the lights have changed and it smells a lot better than before. I speedily scan the area and spot a large cardboard box sitting amongst other things in the corner of the room.

The box is too heavy for me to lift so instead I drag it along the floor to the nearest bench where I sit down to rummage through the contents.

I don't think I have seen any of this stuff before..

Resting at the top of the box is a small velvet bag filled with silver jewellery. Some chains are decorated with sparkly fake stones and others aren't. I rest the small bag by my side and continue to dig deeper.

Many articles of clothing are folded neatly near the bottom of the box but only one thing catches my eye.. a deep emerald green satin dress. The material is silky and soft. I am already in love with how it looks and I haven't even tried it on yet..

Placing the dress down on the bench next to me I now only have to search for shoes and a mask. Luckily this box seems to have everything I need for tonight.

I will pair my green dress with silver accessories and heels.. I always keep a small bag of make up in my locker- for unplanned occasions just like this one.

Satisfied with my findings I head to the nearest available toilet to get ready. It feels so good to finally be doing something fun.. something I will remember for years to come. I just want to make amazing memories.. memories that will outweigh the bad ones.

I slip the dress over my head and watch as the dark material skates across my bare skin. The fit is unflattering at first until I zip up the back and finally my curves come into view. I chew on my lip as I stare into the bathroom mirror- at first I am unsure of how I look but I decide that enough is enough. I am done worrying about what others will think of me. Tonight I am going to have a blast and I will be dammed if I let my own mind ruin that for me.

I clip a silver bracelet around my wrist and slip my feet into the heels set out on the floor beneath me. I leave my hair untouched and let it cascade down my back. Around my neck I fasten a single silver chain with a lone diamanté to add a bit of sparkle and class to my rather simple outfit.

After running some mascara through my eyelashes and dotting on some shimmery white eyeshadow I hold my silver masquerade mask up to my eyes, tying the thin but sturdy ribbon around my head. The blue of my eyes pop vibrantly against the metallic silver of the mask.