Hard Time's

If I killed someone for you

Cruella saunters over to the baroness closing the door. 'Ah, that's better intimate parties are so chicer than those over-the-top balls don't you think?' The baroness presses her tongue against her front bottom teeth she does this when she's angry. 'This is between you and me, let (y/n) go.' At this, your eyes widen. 'No way, I'm not leaving her.' Cruella chuckles. 'Don't worry you're staying for the show darling.' she promises. 'What do you want, Cruella?' the baroness spits her name. Cruella smiles. 'I want (y/n) to know the truth. The truth about who you are Baroness more than one costume will come off tonight.' At this, you roll your eyes. 'Sorry love I'm not really into three ways.' Cruella smiles. 'Jasper.' Jasper approaches you and shocks you mildly with the taser.

You grit your teeth and shake in pain. 'Get your hands off her!' the baroness strides forwards but stops when Horace points the gun at her. Jasper stops and goes back to Cruella's side. 'It's been a long time (y/n), well not that long I saw you at the gala a few weeks ago.' You look confused. 'With Fredrick Grayson.' Both the Baroness and you are now properly listening to her. 'I didn't see you that night.' Cruella tilts her head. 'I saw you.' she walks round the room. 'You knew what he was going to do to me?' you're angry. Cruella turns to you touching her chest. 'I did, that's why I followed you out of concern. I'm not a monster darling we girl's have to look out for each other.' whether she's genuine or not you can't tell. 'When I saw John and the baroness I merely ducked out.'

The Baroness is frozen to the spot her focus is purely on Cruella who looks at her. 'Say (y/n) have you never asked yourself why the police didn't question you about what he did?' You blink and look at the Baroness then back to Cruella. 'I...well yes I mean obviously but I guess the police had enough evidence.' Cruella quirks an eyebrow. 'Really. Well since we used to be friend's why don't I fill in the blanks about what happened that night?' The baroness looks panicked. 'That's enough!' she steps forward again Horace points the gun back at her she stops. Cruella smirks at her and you look at her. 'Tell me.' Cruella smiles at you. 'I remember it sort of like this.'

"I did it all for her

So I felt nothing at all

I don't know what she'll say

So I'll ask her when she calls

Would you love me more?

If I killed someone for you

Would you hold my hands?

They're the same ones that I used

When I killed someone for you"

'Excuse me ladies.' you smile politely and walk over to the men. 'Is there something funny? I don't quite think I heard the joke.' Cruella watches you from the balcony she can't hear what's being said but she can see the body language.

She notices another man watching you from across the room. 'Jasper, isn't that Fredrick Grayson the one who had that encounter with the maid at the Summer ball?' Jasper peers down at you both. 'Hard to tell from this angle. Will I get us drinks I can try and snoop while I'm down there?' Cruella keeps her eyes on you. 'Thank you, darling.'

Cruella frowns watching him escort you through the crowd and out onto the garden. She squints her eyes and can't get a good view so she heads to the first room with a view of the garden in time to see Grayson lifting two glasses and subtly dropping something into yours. At this, she quickly heads downstairs heading outside but just misses you she runs after you being careful to remain hidden.

Cruella watches you, you are a mess you can barely walk and Grayson watches you like a proud hunter who's snagged his prey. You fall into a room and you lie on a white carpet. Grayson closes the door and Cruella quickly follows she presses her ear against the wood. Inside Grayson kneels beside you running a hand over your body. 'You see that's the problem people never change everyone knows it. They know even though I've made money I'm still just a lower class piece of garbage and even though you are in a pretty dress you'll always be a tart.' Cruella hears this through the door but hearing someone else approach quickly dives into an alcove behind a statue.

The baroness looks enraged. 'Check the doors!' she orders and both her and John start trying doors eventually finding you and throwing the door open. Grayson jumps around his hand on his belt buckle you are on the floor totally out. 'I think she's had a bit too much. I couldn't get her off me. You try to give these wretches a chance but you know, breeding.' he snorts. The Baroness hasn't spoken she just looks terrifying. 'You're her boss arent you? Baroness Von Hellman, that's it isn't it? 'Allow me to introduce myself, Frederick Grayson, and don't worry I'll keep this little faux pas between us.'

Grayson walks towards her with his hand extended everything happens at once. John appears at her shoulder, the baroness remembers putting her straight razor in the pocket of her gown earlier. She'd forgotten to remove it and it's almost like she can feel it burning through her frock touching her thigh. In a split second, she withdrew it and ran it across his throat. In shock, she drops it and it bounces beside you. Cruella peaking from behind the statue puts her hand over her mouth to stop her gasp. Grayson falls to the floor gurgling blood it's pooling over the floor rapidly. The baroness goes to you checking you are breathing. 'She's alive.' she speaks through tears holding you.

John approaches Grayson who's now still. 'He's not.' he states simply. 'We need to move quickly I'll roll him up in the rug.' he enters taking off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves closing the door behind him. Cruella watches.