Hardcore Life (Ph1LzA fanfic)

Flawed But Free

Amelia

Alicia had music blaring inside of the warehouse as we waited for everyone to arrive. Hunter and Maria were sitting together in a corner, both mumbling to each other as Maria held a cloth to Hunter's busted lip. His eye was already severely swollen and starting to bruise even though Phil had hit him less than an hour ago.

Wilbur laughed as he clumsily danced with Alicia. She looked at me, and she laughed before running to me and taking my hands. Phil's arms, which were wrapped tightly around me as I sat in his lap, slowly lost their grip until I was up on my feet. Alicia's smile and laughter were almost like an infectious disease as she pulled me toward Wilbur, a smile pulling at my lips as I giggled. Wilbur's eyes widened in surprise as I effortlessly lowered Alicia into a dip, both of us laughing as we continued to dance to the song.

I glanced at Phil to see a small smile on his face as he watched us, and his eyes filled with fear as I walked over to him. I held my hands out to him, giving him an encouraging smile as he hesitantly took them. I got him to sway back and forth, making him chuckle as I pulled him toward Alicia and Wilbur.

"Have you ever dropped someone in a dip before without being afraid of dropping them to the floor?" Alicia asked Phil.

"No." Phil replied.

"It's easy." She had a bright smile on her face. "All you have to do is find a comfortable position to be in while you're supporting their body weight."

She took my hand, and I rolled my eyes as I twirled her around in place. Phil stepped back slightly as I lowered her into a dip once more, keeping her hand in mine as I hooked my arm around her back.

"It's all about both people being comfortable." Alicia said, talking to Phil while she was still in the dip. "You can practice it with me if you're too scared to drop Amelia. She does have a bit of a temper when moves are done incorrectly."

"I do not." I huffed, letting go of her.

Wilbur laughed as Alicia fell to the floor. I took Phil's hands, getting him to dance with me. He had a look of surprise when he dropped me into a dip with no issues, only fumbling to keep me from going too far down. I gave him a small smile, putting my hand to his cheek. The fear in his eyes melted away as he leaned into my touch, and he pulled me up so I was standing correctly. His face was flushed, most likely from anxiety and fear.

"Relax." I giggled. "You did fine!"

"I thought I was going to drop you." He muttered. "You aren't hurt at all, are you?"

"I'm perfectly fine, Phil." I quickly kissed his cheek.

"Amelia, we should get you in your outfit before the rest show up!" Alicia gently tugged at my wrist. "Are you sure you'll be able to handle the binders?"

"No real way of knowing unless I try." I muttered. "Are you going to cut my hair?"

"Wait, cut your hair?" Phil questioned. "Please don't tell me you plan on looking like a man."

"Would there be something wrong with that, Phil?" Alicia growled. "And Black Cat still had long hair for men's standards!"

"There's absolutely nothing wrong with that!" Phil yelled in return. "I've just never seen Amelia with short hair."

"Even when cross dressing, Amelia looks feminine. That's why Alexander the Black Cat appealed to our viewers so well."

She was quick to start pushing me toward the doors that led to a separate room. I held my hand up to try and ease Phil's worry. Hunter's crying got louder as Maria held something to his eye.

"Grow the fuck up, Hunter." Alicia scoffed. "You're acting like you got hit by a bus."

"Considering it was Phil's punch, I'd guess it was more like he got hit by a train." I had to hold back a laugh. "That man is a beast when he's in protective mode. The punk is lucky if he has no broken bones."

"He's lucky he's still breathing." Alicia mumbled. "I would've done worse."

"I highly doubt that." I held the door open for her as we stepped into the other room. "You didn't see how much strength Wilbur had to use to pull Phil off."

She giggled before walking over to a chair, picking up a pair of scissors off of a table. "Alright. Time to reawaken Alexander."