Fashion & fame

2 months of disaster

You're screaming and crying on your way to... to where? 'JOHN LET ME OUT! WHERE ARE WE GOING!' John looks at you, 'To my apartment little bird.' 'You are not in the position to ordain me a fucking nickname you moron! LET! ME!OUT!' You're screaming at the top of your lungs. You're getting tired and the ride seems to take hours. You break down crying in the backseat. 'Dad I hate you, I love Victoria.' 'Sweetheart, you don't love that woman, no one could she is a true narcissist. You love the idea of her, her fame and looks that is all.' You try to punch him in his face, and he grabs your hand, 'Restrain yourself (y/n)' 'FUCK YOU, I do love her, I love her, for her. That you don't know what love is, isn't my problem.'
'Y/n you're annoying me, Im sorry but it's better this way. I hope you've changed your mind when we speak again.' you are confused, 'What' suddenly everything goes dark, your head hurts and you pass out. You're laying unconscious in the car.

Let's revisit our baroness. Remember the baroness getting dragged away from you?

Clyde is dragging her with him. 'LET GO OF ME!' 'Shhh darling don't worry you're in good hands' he smirks and handcuffs her. 'Shut your mouth and come with me and be a good girl.' the baroness twitches her lips, 'LET GO OF ME NOW!' 'What did I just say? Shut up!' He grabs her arse lightly squeezing it 'Let go of me.' she repeats there is a crack in her voice she is almost crying. 'Oh, you poor thing' he pushes her into a car and she falls right on her wrist. The Baroness lets out a yelp of pain. Clyde gets into the car next to her, 'drive' he commands and the car engine revs and takes off. The Baroness tries to hide her tears but Clyde notices. He places an arm around her and pushes her body against him. He presses a kiss on her head, 'Don't cry' he takes off her handcuffs and he holds her hands. 'I'm sorry for pushing you so rough, are you okay?'

'Of course, I'm not you imbecile, what have you done with y/n. What will you do with her?' she is desperate and she's worried about you, she must get you back.

'She is safe and she remains unharmed. Baroness I won't hurt you, don't be afraid of me' the baroness forces a smile on her face, 'You know better than to try it.' she replies coldly.

The car stops and you look out of the window, she's back at Hellman Hall. 'Why are we here?' she questions. 'If you would prefer I can lock you up in a cheap apartment instead. Cockroaches, rats, the works?' ' 'No thank you..' the baroness declines. 'Come darling let us head inside' he steps out of the car holding out his hand, she declines but walks with him.

The baroness her thoughts:

He's different.. he's being surprisingly gentle. If I want to escape this misery I should act normal and not try to escape too soon. He was abusive years back, he changed? Let's just hope I can escape soon enough to save my girl.

She is walking towards Hellman hall with him, 'What exactly do you want from me?' He laughs, 'I don't want anything from you, I want you,' She looks at him. 'Me? How exactly is that?' 'I was abusive towards you because the baron wanted me to be, I never really wanted to hurt you. I've always liked you Victoria.' She's got some hope, maybe she'll be able to escape after a while. No one knew that you and the baroness had something going on so that could be useful. She's standing in the big hall and she's not sure what will happen, she's thinking of the worst things possible. 'Victoria if you want you can go rest in your room' she nods and walks upstairs, she can feel him looking at her arse.

She walks towards her room and walks over to her bathroom immediately, she washes her face and she grabs her nightgown. She just wants the night to be over.. she slowly takes off her clothes but her right wrist hurts which makes it hard. She's in the middle of changing when Clyde walks in, the baroness quickly puts her nightgown on to protect her modesty, 'I BEG YOUR PARDON!?' he covers his face, 'pardon me, baroness, I was going to ask if you needed anything' the baroness lay down on the bed, 'Clyde, what I need is y/n' she turns her back at him but Clyde isn't going away. 'You love her don't you..' its more of a statement than a question. 'Yes I do clyde, I'm sorry but I love her not you' he walks over to her placing his hand on her waist, 'you'll love me eventually' he whispers in her ear. The baroness flinches at his touch.