Hard Time's

Power

The Baroness is on her way back when she feels eyes on her she spots two men conversing and looking over at her. She can only guess what is being said she feels sick she glances over at you and Kat it'd be easy to run again. 'Baroness.' Louis wraps an arm around her but doesn't touch her the gesture simply guides her to look away from the men. 'For you.' he hands her a glass of wine. 'It's the good stuff, don't tell (y/n) she has no taste for wine, and I'm not wasting my best stuff on her.' The Baroness chuckles and realises he is trying to distract her. 'Thank you.' she pats his hand. 'Shall we go join the girls?'

Louis guides her back to you both you smile seeing her and immediately get up pulling her chair out for her. 'Fuck me.' Kat laughs. 'What?' you frown. 'I've seen you sit in pyjamas like a coke addict for days at a time now your Mrs. Chivalry?' You smirk. 'My lady gets treated with respect and I will always be mindful of that.' The Baroness places a hand on the back of your neck squeezing gently. 'Such a good girl.' you blush and Kat rolls her eyes. 'So, Kat is it? What do you do?' The Baroness tries to engage with your friend.

'Oh, uh, so I work as a waitress with (y/n), or at least I did till she hooked with her hot sugar mama again.' she teases you. 'I only do it to pay for essentials like my car which I imagine I'll be paying off till after I die now. My real passion is writing.' You pout. 'I didn't bang it up that bad the car is okay, mostly.' Kat raises her eyebrow. 'In the paper, there was a photo of you driving it down the stairs also you can't drive.' The Baroness turns to you in surprise. 'You told me you could drive?' You roll your eyes. 'I can drive I told you just not well.' Kat folds her arms. 'I gave you a shot one time in an empty carpark, you aren't really qualified to zoom around London.' You shrug. 'Did it anyway.'

'You could have killed us both.' The Baroness says sternly. 'Could've but didn't.' you point out brightly. Louis, Kat, and the Baroness roll their eyes. 'What about you? I mean I know you are a Baroness, do you just get called that? Am I supposed to bow, shit sorry?' You laugh. 'Just call her Baroness, no you don't need to bow.' Kat is blushing. 'So what do you do? Like what is Baronessing?' she asks awkwardly. The Baroness sips her wine and smiles. 'Baroness is a title, my main work lies in my fashion brand, House of Baroness.' Kat raises her eyebrows. 'Oh yeah I love your stuff I mean I could never afford it or have anywhere to wear it too but it's so current.'

The Baroness feels her heart warm you tell her often her designs aren't outdated but you love her and she worries you are protecting her. 'I'm sure the right occasion will arrive, you said you were getting married didn't you?' Kat nods. 'Yeah but I could not afford your brand.' The Baroness shrugs. 'Then it can be a wedding gift from (y/n) and I.' Kat's eyes widen. 'You are messing with me?' The Baroness shakes her head.'No, not at all.' Kat squeals and goes to hug her but you intercept. 'Thank you so much!' she squeals the Baroness is looking at her with raised eyebrows. 'Our pleasure.'

Kat pulls back from you and regains her composure. 'So, um Baroness, were you married before?' she changes the subject. The Baroness goes quiet at this and you reach over taking her hand under the table. 'Once, it was not an enjoyable experience.' Kat nods. 'I see, maybe it was just the wrong person you married.' The Baroness blinks remembering he rips up her skirt and pulls her underwear down. 'Don't you understand you are just my possession, I can do whatever I want to you!' she's still trying to fight him as she hears him unbuckle his trousers. 'Bastard!' she hisses, lotion bottles and accessories have fallen to the floor. She braces herself for the inevitable, he's done it before. 'Useless good-for-nothing entitled infertile bitch!' when he enters her eyes immediately go to the vanity mirror. She watches herself in horror as he forces himself into her arse.

Looking up she sees the smug look and the nasty sneer of hatred as he repeatedly thrusts. She's humiliated, her hands are shaking but she grips the edge of the table with all her might to block the pain. Fighting is useless so she gives up and stares at her reflection as the tears run down her face. 'Baroness.' you speak gently seeing she has zoned out she shakes her head. 'Sorry, um yes, you could definitely say I married the wrong person.' her lips twitch awkwardly. 'Pardon me, I just need some air.' Your eyes fill with concern as she abruptly leaves getting outside the club she places a hand on her chest to catch her breath.

'Hey, we were just wondering if you are who we thought.' The two men from earlier are smirking at her. She rolls her eyes at them not giving them the satisfaction of a response. The Baroness attempts to go back inside the club and they block her way. 'You are in the way.' her voice masks her fear. 'Where are you going baby we just wanna talk?' they laugh. 'The lady just told you to piss off so why don't you be big boys and do that.' Kat emerges from the club. Both men turn to her. 'And who are you? Her girlfriend?' they ask slyly. 'Nah, her girl is the psychopath inside who is highly likely to decorate the street with your innards if you don't leave her woman alone.'

"Baby, you're the man

But I got the, I got the, I got the power
You make rain
But I make it, I make it, I make it shower
You should know, I'm the one who's in control
I'll let you come take the wheel, long as you don't forget"

Kat shoves them out of the way wrapping an arm around the Baroness and leading her back inside when they get in she immediately removes her hand. 'Shit, sorry, the touch thing, my bad.' The Baroness is staring at her. 'I- oh it's fine, why did you do that just now?' Kat raises her hands. 'Hey, I know you had it covered and didn't need rescuing but those guys were being so rude.' The baroness looks touched. 'Thank you.' Kat smiles. 'Any time, you mean a lot to (y/n) which basically means you're part of our odd little family now.' she heads back to the table. You approach the Baroness looking concerned. 'Are you okay? She can be a bit much but she means well.' you apologise for Kat.

The Baroness smiles and shakes her head. 'All is well. She is a lovely young woman. Would you mind if we left? It's been lovely but it's all a bit overwhelming.' You wrap your arm protectively around her waist. 'Of course sweetheart.' you wave to Kat and Louis. When you got outside you get a taxi just like the last time but no one was in the gutter. Immediately you wrap your arm around the Baroness and kiss the top of her head. 'What on earth was that for?' she smiles up at you resting her head on your chest. 'For being you.'