What a Pity

Ch. 46: Bitchy

"Does this dress make my ass look good?"

Emma looks up and laughs. "Your ass always looks good babe, but hell yeah it does." She takes a sip of her coffee.

I turn around and look in the full length mirror, running my hands up and down my hips. The tight red fabric is clearly stretched too thin around my ass and stomach area but it makes me looked snatched as fuck. The satin material dips down my chest, exposing my boobs.

I think going to a mafia ball was one of the things I was hoping wasn't gonna happen, but here we are. I used to come to these as a kid way more than I probably should have.

I wonder if everyone's gonna recognize me.

"Why can't you just come with me?" I ask Emma. She looks up and shrugs.

"Well Ares got a plus one and that's you obviously."

I roll my eyes. "I mean, I think I should've been invited myself and got my own plus one. Since we are partners. People act like I work for him or something." I sigh.

She nods. "Yeah, classic misogyny. At least you look hot."

I smile. "Thanks."

Suddenly there's a knock on the door. "Guys, I wanna see the dress." Lucca whines.

Ever since Emma and Lucca met, they've immediately become inseparable. They forced me to listen to every Taylor Swift song from Speak Now, cause I said I don't like her.

I am now a Swiftie. God help me.

"Come in, I'm dressed." I shout. The fitting room door swings open and he gasps.

"God, you're so hot. If I were straight I'd definitely fuck you." He says while nodding. "Ares is gonna loose his shit."

"He lost his shit when she wore sweatpants too." Emma laughs and wiggles her eyebrows. "I swear you two are like rabbits."

"So what? Why does it matter?" I snap. Yeah we have sex a lot. Or we used to at least. On average eight times a week probably.

Recently that hasn't been happening as much. I don't know if he's mad at me or something but we've dropped down to two or three times a week.

I think he's just under a lot of stress because of everything that's been going on, with the drug thing and making a name for us thing. But I need attention a lot. I'm a major attention whore. So I've been doing everything to get him to pay attention to me. Maybe this dress will be perfect.

And I've been in a really bad mood recently. I don't know what it is but my mood swings have been hell.

Probably my period.

I sigh. "Can I just sneak you guys in? I know I'll have Ares but I need you guys."

Emma shakes her head. "What's the worst that could happen if we come? What are they gonna do, shoot us?"

"Yeah, probably." Lucca and I say in sync.

Lucca wraps his arms around me. "It's gonna be okay. Ares isn't gonna let anything happen to you. Plus, Dante is gonna be on the building across the street if things go south."

"Food? I'm starving." I say randomly.

Lucca looks at his phone. "What time did you throw up?"

"Eight."

He nods. "Yeah you should be good to eat."

"Thank fuck."

We collect our stuff, buy the dress, and walk out of the store. We decide to stop by a local mom and pops As we've walking down the street I feel my phone buzzing in my handbag. "Hold this." I pass the bag with the dress in it to Lucca who is holding all the other bags from our shopping trip with Ares's card.