Hard Time's

Toxic

You look like death warmed up as you head out to the grounds the Baroness passes you dressed in riding gear. 'Let us go then.' she heads over to the two horses being held by the stable boy. 'Yeah, there's no way in hell I'm getting on that.' The baroness rolls her eyes at you and with grace climbs onto the horse she clicks her tongue and does a lap around the grounds. You can't deny it's impressive and she looks so elegant. The horse beside you whinnies making you jump. 'Look buster, I don't like you and you don't like me so let's just agree to not interact with each other.' The Baroness trots her horse over to you. 'I'm waiting?' You laugh. 'You'll be waiting a long time because there is no way in hell Im getting on that thing.'

The Baroness is starting to look impatient. '(y/n) don't be ridiculous.' she sighs. 'Daniel.' she snaps her fingers. 'Daniel? What hey!' you squeal as the stableboy lifts you and the Baroness tugs you onto the horse with her. 'Victoria, no, don't you dare I don't like rid-IIING!' you squeal as she clicks her tongue and the horse immediately gallops off. You probably would have fallen if she didn't have her arms wrapped securely around you as she held the reigns. This isn't your thing at all but as long as she's holding you it's not so bad.

Eventually, she draws the horse to a stop looking over the edge of the cliff beside Hellman Hall. 'Most people stay in bed and order takeout when they are hungover, they don't go for a horse ride.' you pout looking over your shoulder at her. The Baroness is smirking. 'I am not most people.' she says casually. 'You really are a psycho aren't you?' you lean back resting your head on her shoulder. 'How nice of you to say.' she smirks and kisses your cheek. 'Ugh, seriously how are you not dying right now?' you groan. 'Some people just handle their alcohol better than others.' she squeezes you.

'You know I don't like riding but I sure do like you in this little costume.' you touch her upper thigh. 'The position of your legs being open.' you purr. The Baroness shakes her head at you grinning. 'For heaven's sake must everything with you be about getting between my legs?' You think for a moment then smile up at her and nod. 'Yup.' you beam at her like a proud toddler that's just coloured inside the lines correctly. 'Does this little outfit come with a riding crop because I bet you could do some mad damage with that?' The Baroness purses her lips shaking her head at you then clicks her tongue.

The horse takes off again riding back to Hellman Hall which makes you squeal again but your girl keeps a firm hold of you. When you stop she dismounts with grace, you however are in such a state you fall off the horse landing at her feet. 'I hate you.' you groan. The Baroness doesn't try to hide her smirk but she does help you up. 'You wanted me to experience a part of your world, I wanted you to experience a part of mine.' she dusts you off. 'Come, breakfast will be ready.' she places a hand on the small of your back and guides you inside the house.

The breakfast table is covered with a spread of food. Louis is awake now and eating hungrily, John has his head pressed against the table, and- 'Where is Kat-' You hear her throw up. 'Nevermind.' you sit down at the table and like John put your head down. 'Now, then.' The Baroness rejoins you after she has ANOTHER outfit change she clasps her hands together. 'Who's ready for the next round?' Kat throws up. Louis looks like he's considering it. John turns his head to look at her like she's mad without raising himself. You don't look at her at all. 'That's that settled then, I'm marrying a demon.' you groan.

The Baroness shrugs. 'Well, I'm off to work, if you need anything just say to John.' John remains perfectly still. 'John's dead.' he groans. 'Don't ask him.' You get up and follow her to the door. 'Sweety?' she turns to you. 'Yes dear?' you kiss her cheek. 'Have a nice day.' She smiles touching your cheek at the kind gesture. '(y/n)?' You bat your eyelashes. 'Yes?' The Baroness's lips twitch. 'I love you dearly but have a shower I can smell last night's alcohol on you.' she pats your cheek and puts on her sunglasses heading out the door.

You blush then grab your hair and bring it to your nose you sniff it and cringe as well she's right you need to shower like now. You go freshen up and head to the House of Baroness to see your fiance. You frown as you enter and hear shouting which is never a good sign. 'No, I'm saying Im sick of you talking to me like I am dirt on your shoes. Your ideas are outdated you piggyback off what, we, your designers present!' The staff is all gathered and the Baroness is holding a newspaper she looks over her glasses at a woman not much younger than her that's screaming at her.

'What did you just say?' the Baroness speaks dangerously the whole room has gone quiet and no one has noticed your entrance. 'I said you are a washed-up old hag!' The Baroness looks furious. 'Get her.' Security starts to head downstairs to remove the irate staff member. The woman raises her hand causing the Baroness to blink she flinches but stands her ground. 'Get off me!' the woman hisses. You've grabbed her wrist stopping her and pinning her hand behind her back. 'Don't you lay a hand on her!' you roar protectively and shove her towards the security team, they remove her kicking and screaming.

"Call me a fuckin' diva, I'm an overachiever

I'm a knockout, anesthesia, give me a breatherHeard the gossip, heard a rumor
That you said you made me who I am
You think you're the man
You're so toxic, like Britney bitch
I drop you just because I can"

The Baroness purses her lips. 'Back to work, nothing to see here!' All of the staff scramble you immediately go to your girl's side. 'Sweetheart are you alright?' you take her hand seeing she's shaking slightly. 'I'm perfectly fine.' she's lying and you take her hand leading her up to the office and you close the door. 'What happened?' she massages her forehead. 'Temperamental designer, thank you for stepping in.' You take her in your arms and she closes her eyes letting you hold her. 'It reminds you doesn't it...of the baron and prison when someone raises their hand to you?' The Baroness looks uncomfortable and doesn't make eye contact.

'Victoria. What you've experienced in life is more than any one woman should have to bare but you are a survivor of that I am sure.' she places her hand on your cheek. 'What would I do without you?' You smirk leaning in you press a kiss against her wrist. 'Probably get slapped a lot more. Drink less. Less emotional trauma for you but you'd also need to buy a vibrator so I guess it evens out.' she slaps your arse. 'Cheeky. I hope you've started work on my wedding gown It must be perfect.'