Hard Time's

Dark Horse

The officers seem to be in a pickle of what to do technically the Baroness is wanted for running out of her bail conditions but she's been proven innocent by John. On the other hand, you attacked three police officers and bit the ear of a fourth. Although if the Baroness is free then she could take revenge if they harm her or you whoever the hell you are. The officers warn you not to leave the country as the situation will need to be discussed further. You smile sweetly and wave as they leave you see the guy's ear who you bit off he's being attended to by a doctor. He stares at you furiously you smirk and hold up your middle finger before returning to John's room the gift shop with a newspaper tucked under your arm.

John sips a cup of tea as he lies in bed. 'So you've been in London all this time?' The Baroness sits by his bedside and you place a hand on her shoulder setting down a stuffed bear that says, new baby. 'Yes.' They've been catching up. John raises an eyebrow. 'They were out of get well soon bears and they don't stock yay you aren't dead and my girlfriend doesn't have to go to prison bears, sue me.' John examines the bear with interest. 'Oh, so you are together again?' Both you and the Baroness blush.

'And you've been in prison, for my attempted murder?' John turns to her. The Baroness gives a single nod as she reaches for her tea and her sleeve rides up. John immediately spots the bruising on her arm. 'Baroness.' he reaches out taking her arm and pushing her sleeve up seeing the bruising. 'It'll heal.' she brushes it off. You gently massage her shoulder. 'The bruising is all over her body.' you offer softly. John's eyes look filled with concern. 'I need to give a statement at once, Lilah needs to be dealt with.' he lets go of her arm. 'Actually, I've had an idea.' you toss the newspaper down on John's tray.

"Young Love - Baroness Lilah Von Hellman is all set to marry aristocrat Jonathon Canning" the Baroness feels her blood boil seeing the couple. John studies the article with interest. 'What do you have in mind?' You grin. 'A spectacle, for the ages.' 'No.' The Baroness interrupts. You look at her a crease appearing on your forehead. 'No?' she looks up at you. 'I don't want to ever be in the limelight again. My reputation is ruined, I just want Lilah dealt with then I can return to the safety of the walls of my home. I'm done with publicity.' You squeeze her shoulder. 'Prison...All press is good press Baroness.' he tries to offer comfort. You pause. 'Love, could you find out if they will bring John something to eat I'm sure he is starving and you are much more forceful than I am.' The Baroness raises her eyebrows. 'Oh, very well, it'd do me good to terrify someone it has been a while.' she gets up and leaves.

You tell John the full story of what happened including the parts you skimmed over before involving your lover's humiliation. You also inform John of what your plan is. When the room door opens several kitchen staff enter one putting a white dinner cloth over John's table and another placing a candlestick. Several dishes of food are brought in as well as a bottle of wine. You and John looked confused. 'Chop, chop. I don't like to be kept waiting.' the Baroness enters clapping her hands causing everyone to move faster. 'Ugh you, play something soothing.' she instructs a young man with a guitar. 'Lady I'm only hired to play at the children's ward.' she gives him the look and he fumbles and puts his guitar on striking a chord.

The Baroness cringes. 'Ugh on second thought never mind, get out of here. You're annoying.' she waves her hand. The guitarist looks dumbfounded and leaves. 'You were gone, for ten, minutes.' you speak slowly. 'Mmm?' she arranges a small vase of flowers. 'I have to stand in line longer than that for fast food.' you gape at her. 'Then it can't be very fast.' she comments. 'Where did you even get wine at a hospital?' The Baroness pops the cork. 'Oh, some doctor retiring after over 60 years of service or something. It wasn't important.' You blink a few times then look at John. 'She really is the only one who is competent.' he looks impressed.

Xxxxx

'I'm telling you to trust me, this will work.' The Baroness doesn't reply as you both get back to John's flat. 'Irrelevant I will not humiliate myself any further.' she finally speaks. 'I'm telling you this is the way to reclaim your power. They tried to shame you by using your body. A fool's errand as you have a beautiful body you just need to remind them that you are in control.' The Baroness sits on the sofa with a sigh. 'It'd be the perfect way to make a statement.' you reassure. The Baroness closes her eyes. 'What if they laugh at me?' she asks quietly. 'They won't, they will be obsessed with you once more all you have to do is have a little faith in me and remember who you are.' You climb onto her lap. 'The police could still come for me, us, after your little display.' You shrug. 'Then it makes the wedding the best place to have the truth come out.'

The Baroness looks up at you and takes your hand you climb onto her lap and tilt your head you can see she wants to talk. 'Do you really find me beautiful, I mean I know I am attractive. But when you were younger and looked up to me as a designer. Do I still make you feel that way?' You think. 'No.' The Baroness nods in acceptance with a sad smile. 'I mean I was only a kid then and I could never have dreamt of putting you in the positions I think of putting you in now.' The Baroness immediately makes eye contact partly embarrassed by your comment pretending to be offended. '(y/n)!' she slaps your arse which makes you smirk as you cup her face.'I grow more aroused by you each day, you are an inspiration to women or rather an unreachable level of perfection. You are a goddess and I promise you it will work.' you lean in and kiss her softly. She sighs and presses her face against the crook of your neck.

Xxxx

It is the day of the wedding and let's be honest no one really cares about weddings the fun part was always the after party. Lilah wears a white lace gown with puffy sleeves her blonde hair is in a loose braid. Hellman Hall has been decorated in grandeur for the event with lots of pinks and whites. There are several ten feet tall wedding cakes inside but most of the party are in the garden which has also been decorated to the highest detail. 'It looks like the inside of a 3-year-old girl's imagination.' you say with disdain inhaling your cigarette. You toss it on the gravel and step on it with your thigh-high black latex boots. Standing at the gates of Hellman Hall you watch the wedding party.

You leave to find the secret entrance. A dancefloor has been built in the garden and Jonathon sways with his new bride. Harold taps his champagne flute. 'All, I would like to make a toast to-' There is a commotion and Harold frowns. 'If I could- Your attention please!' Lilah steps through the crowd. 'What is going on? My father-in-law is making a speech, what's going-' The white horse slowly trots through the gates of Hellman Hall. Harold stops talking when he sees her and frowns with uncertainty. Lilah places a hand on her hip glaring. 'Out of my way, don't you know who I am?' Jonathon bumbles. 'Lilah, dear one, why has the party-' he's a little drunk. The chief of police who was also invited drops his glass it shatters.

"So you wanna play with magic

Boy, you should know what you're falling for
Baby do you dare to do this?
Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse
Are you ready for, ready for
A perfect storm, perfect storm
Cause once you're mine, once you're mine
There is no going back"