Burning Stars

Chapter 1

Warning: Alcohol, Drugs, Sex

I'm so stupid. I thought as I got ready for my next film.

And it made it even worse I wasn't even freshly dead when I'd made that god awful deal. I'd been dead for almost twenty-five years by then.

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I'd not been doing well financially. I guess I had no finances. I was completely broke. So, I'd been dumpster diving as my main source of... everything.

I was searching through the trash behind the Vee's building. As I searched for something, anything, someone yelled at me.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?" A woman's voice said.

I lifted my head up. I saw a tall rabbit-like demon in a pink blouse and short black skirt. She tapped her foot impatiently, glaring at me.

"Uh... Dump... Dumpster diving..." I said, beginning to lift myself out of the dumpster, anticipating being yelled at.

She sighed, "Why?"

God would I really have to explain?

"I... Don't have money..."

Her face lit up. "Ah, in that case Valentino is hiring. Would you like to attend an interview?"

Oh shit. Valentino huh? I'd been in Hell long enough to know exactly who he was. But I didn't know enough to not make this stupid fucking choice.

"I suppose so." I said, dropping myself from the dumpster. I brush off my dress.

"Very good follow me." She said, walking off.

Before I knew it, I was alone, presumably at Valentino's office door. I knocked nervously.

"Come in bebé." Someone, Valentino, said in a sweet-sounding Spanish accent.

I entered the room. I held back a cough, red smoke filling my lungs. It smelled sweet and artificial, like cherry syrup. I felt a strange feeling in my head. Like the feeling when you've just woken up after a long night's sleep.

"Hello, I was told to come for an interview?" I heard something coming in the clouds of smoke.

Valentino waltzed over to me smiling with his wide pink teeth, the gold one flashing in the soft lights. He looked me over before wrapping one of his four arms around my waist.

"Come in." He didn't give me much of a choice as he dragged me over to a bright red loveseat.

I pressed my body against the arm of the couch, as far away from Valentino as possible.

"So," he said, moving his hand from my hip to my ribcage, "do you know how to give head?"

I suppose this was normal then. Normal with this new fucked up life I was about to throw myself into, huh?

"I uh... yes?"

"Why are you saying that like a question?" He cooed.

"I mean I don't usually..." I trailed off. Not that I hadn't been with men before I just truly have never enjoyed it much. Valentino smirk grew.

"Alright, do you know how to eat someone out?" I nodded.

He blew red smoke from his cigarette. Ah so that's where the smoke that had filled the room had come from. Suddenly, I felt a clawed hand grab my ass. I gasped in shock. In my panic I breathed in the cherry smoke along with what Valentino blew into my face.