Lady Paulson Short Stories

The Soundness of Change (Billie x Reader x Audrey)

Part 1

Reader POV:

My life has been a series of cataclysmic lows and questionable choices. For as long as I can remember, my soul has felt restless, lost. Each day repeating upon itself like one giant ferris wheel that I'm cursed to stay on for eternity. My mind constantly plagued by my bitter loneliness and unreachable dreams. It was at this last low of my life that I had decided it was time to change things for myself. 

I'm supposed to be in class right now. Abnormal psych at ten o'clock in lecture hall to be exact. Instead, I am sitting in my Hollywood hotel room getting myself dressed and ready for dinner and a show. This may have been impulsive of me and a little bit stupid, but I am desperate for a change. Some self enlightenment to be more specific. I needed this.

When I first saw that one of my favorite actresses was playing a lead role in a theatre production, I was ecstatic at even the idea of being able to see her perform in person. Practically bubbling with excitement at the mere notion of it. That is until I realized that it was being held in California. Which to my dismay, is on the other side of the country. I had decided to put the idea to bed and wallow about the missed opportunity while I continued on with my life. I knew that I could barely afford a trip like that, not to mention having to miss school because of it. My mom would come unglued at the thought of me skipping my expensive university courses for a road trip.

Which is why rather than telling her about my exciting, and incredibly last minute plan, I decided to just take off and hope to god that she didn't come chasing after me. I had left her a note with my plans, a brief apology and my word to send updates along the way. While I may be terrified about my return back home, the feelings inside of me about this trip were too strong to ignore. 

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It had just hit 7 o'clock and I had decided it was time to start my short walk to the theatre. I settled on a black short sleeved dress that hugged my waist and flowed at the bottom. The sleeves hung loose on my shoulders allowing my collar bones to show and the slit in the leg gave the perfect amount of skin exposure. I went with a pair of rather comfortable but fashionable sandals, added my usual jewelry and left my hair down in soft curls to top it off. I have to say the whole look made me feel rather confident for once. Although it wasn't quite enough to calm my nerves about being at this show by myself. I just had to keep reminding myself that everything is going to be great and at least I look hot. 

The walk didn't take long at all and before I knew it, I was already eyeing the building from across the street. Smiling to myself that this is actually happening and I am really going to be seeing my absolute favorite actress, who I may or may not be in love with, performing right in front of me on stage. I pinched myself slightly before continuing to make my way over to the theatre. Although something or rather someone, quickly caught my eye.

I noticed a beautiful blonde woman walking across the street in front of me, heading towards the entrance of the theatre. She wore a blush pink floral dress that reached her knees and hugged her curves. She was exquisite and all I had seen was her backside and a brief side profile. My mind was so entranced by her elegance and the familiarness about her that I almost didn't notice the car speeding towards the two of us. Realizing the vehicle had no plans of stopping and would likely strike the both of us soon, I did the first thing that came to mind. I leapt towards the woman, grabbing her and flinging the two of us onto the pavement of the sidewalk. The car coming within millimeters of sealing us both to a deadly fate. 

I had somehow managed to flip us while in the air, allowing myself to break the fall of the other woman. I could vaguely make out her face looking down on me. Not entirely sure if I hit my head while making impact with the curb or if I was just in a state of shock. But something felt very different about this encounter, apart from the near death part, there was this kind of electrical current that I could feel run through my bones. She practically looked like an angel staring down at me.