sins of my youth. // Billy Hargrove x oc !plus size

029 ➶ Anyone Who Knows What Love Is (Will Understand)

It's all led to this one. I realize the last few chps have been so hard but I really hope this makes up for it! Evie has a prom night she'll never forget as everyone clashes together. TW: Abuse, death, talk of suicide. More dramatic show and movies refs to come :)

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   A chaotic ride was nothing to the steady, quick hand of a former drag star who used to do their makeup crushed between other performers. Stuffed in a dressing room breathing sequins and strangled in tulle. Iris worked her magic with the wave of many brushes. Curves and swerves.

Evie was dusted in shimmer along her collar bones and cheeks. Perfumed and primped. Curls teased and pinned on one side with a gold feather clip from Iris's own hairdo.

Painted to the gods.

"Well, how do I look?" Glitter sparkled when black lashes batted, neck craned to see the mirror. An angel stared back made of heaven's light. An absolute star.

"You just might be my greatest creation," Iris clapped her hands, "you're already late. If you need a ride after, call me. But, something tells me you'll be just fine, hon."

"Iris," Evie's face twitched at her, eyes glazing over, "I can't repay you."

"Thankfully, kindness and love are always free," Iris tipped her chin to smile. "If I had an ounce of the fire and bravery you have when I was your age, I think so much in my life would have been better. I waited too long to be brave and I'm not letting anyone else do the same." Evie took Iris's hand, lacing their fingers before she shook her head.

"No, no," she sniffled, "you're my hero. You own every room you enter and seeing you glow like that... That touches all of us. You love and you live for you. And you spare so much time to be kind to others. If I had you growing up, I'd be better now."

Iris smiled there. So radiant. So happy she was alive. She cupped Evie's jaw and pushed their heads together.

"I always wanted my own little one. Tried adopting several times but...you know how that goes," Iris came out, "always wanted a little girl who'd be my shining star. Since I met you, I haven't been unfulfilled over that in a long time. We deserve so much good and we can't be afraid of good when it comes into our lives. So, go inside and be with your friends. And enjoy the night. All this good coming, don't be afraid to share it once in a while."

"I won't be afraid," Evie put her head up and smiled as she turned. "Drive safe. Bye, Marlon."

"Knock 'em dead, honey," came a call from the front. Iris saw Evie off. Teeth flashing.

"That's my girl."

Evie went out into the breeze. Heels clicking. Not quite glass slippers but close. Toward the rowdy dance in wait. Skirts fell in flowing layers. Iridescent in dreamy blues and lavenders. Blue bodice that shaped her to a plump hourglass. Gentle waves of more tulle hung off her shoulders. A true Cinderella. A shooting star for wishes. A dream. Unfurling as her curls bounced. Wild same as the ocean calling from every corner of the world.

She clicked into the open doors and felt eyes turn. Music reverberating, the high school was decorated in moving lights and streamers. Set pieces from the school musical perched about. Castle and woodland flats all freshly painted and shiny. Evie let herself bathe in the slow turn of lights. Music bellowed from the stage. She didn't hide from the eyes, shoulders higher. Evie owned it all.

Eyes scanning, she saw him. Billy being shoved up from his chair. Comically swatting their friends off him. Punching Tommy in the arm for slapping his ass. Evie touched her lips to giggle. Heather and Carol bouncing. Giving her a sly thumbs up. She and Billy locked eyes and sound cut. Lights pulled to focus and nothing else existed. Maybe there was truth to cliches. Just an endless black sky filling the spaces around them.