Blood Loss (re)

#13 A Recital To Remember

Edge pulls up to the front of the school in his Tesla. It was a nice car, drove smoothly. He said it was electric, which was cool.

He hopped out and came around to my side to help me out. He had found me a bucket hat and I kinda looked like a lil thug. Well but it wasn't too far off from my usual apparel either.

I was limping, and getting to the dance hall was taking forever. Edge swings me up and tightly cups my ass. Speeding up, he carried us to the back doors, and then set me down. I texted Lia to let her know to come let us in.

Rosa was the one, however that came and pulled the doors open, rushing us in.

"What is he doing here?" She asked, writing some things down on her clipboard.

"He's helping me. I messed up my legs last night, so I can't walk properly but I don't wanna slow the crew down." I answer. She nods and rushes past the dressing room, waving us off.

I take Edge off into the dressing room to find Lia, frantically sowing sequins onto a dress.

"Need help?" I say walking over.

"Huh? Oh hey you're- why is he here?" Her voice is sharp and unforgiving.

"I'm her legs for today." He says. I don't think she gets it tho, as she's still waiting for my answer.

"He's right. He helped me out of the fight last night and patched me up. Offered to come help me tonight since I can't walk too well right now." I explain further, sitting on a stool in front of her.

Edge sits on the ground against the stool, wrapping an arm around around my calf.

"Just don't get in the way." She hisses, pulling another sequin onto the thread. He saluted her in response.

The door bursts open and in runs Emily.

"Okay... time for my costume ch- why is he-"

"Here to help" I cut her off. I was hoping I wouldn't have to explain to every single person that saw him but I guess so.

Lia stands up, pulling a black Lacey velvet dress off a rack that sits next to the vanity.

"If you act weird in any way I'll kick your ass so hard Cleo will have to be the one helping you." Lia growls, unzipping Emily's dress, which then plops to the ground.

"Understood, ma'am." Edge says, spinning around on the ground the hug my waist. His head resting on my lap. I play with his hair.

"I'm gonna have to have you guys help each other between each number, it goes too slow to do it one by one like this." Lia tells Emily, as she slips the dress up Emily's legs. The dress stops around Emily's chest and Lia unzips the back support to fully pull it over Emily's breasts, before re-zipping it up.

Emily chucks off her heels and sits on one of many stools Lia set up around the room to slip on her new shoes before she dashes out, combing her hair with her fingers, with Lia right behind her.

Edge looks up and then spreads my legs in front of him. "Oh we're alone." He grins, looking up at me, "I can finally have myself some lunch." He says, rubbing his cheek against my inner thigh. I push his head away, closing my thighs. He pouts, standing up.

"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" He asks, pawing at some things on the vanity.

"We're in charge of helping everyone in and out of costume. I'll just assign you to Cain." I say grabbing the sowing needle from his hand and setting it back on the vanity. Cain would probably rather run out on stage naked then be undressed by Edge but he was gonna just have to deal with it. A lot of costumes took assistance to get in and out of. You could move in them just fine but getting out of them was another story. Besides that everyone would be sweaty and out of breath in between sets.