The See-Through Closet

Chapter Three

Sky's POV
Same evening

I watched her as she left in a hurry. I don't know how to feel. She doesn't recognize me after all these years. I am not entirely disappointed, but I am definitely perplexed. She has grown so much. However, she still has that same look on her. Could it be that she is still stuck with that man?

I was cleaning the fitting room when I saw something shine on the floor. I kneeled to pick it up and saw that it was her bracelet. I smiled to myself and took it. I placed it on my hand and played with it a bit, revisiting the events of what happened earlier.

"Come here," I said as I reached out my hand for her. It's like something switched in her when I said that. She looked curious.

She slowly walked towards me. She placed her hand in mine, and then I led her to the fitting room. Once we arrived, I placed my hand on her arms and made her face the huge mirror that was in front of her. I then stood behind her. She looked down.

"What do you want?" I asked her, feeling weird stuff happen to my insides. She slowly looked up and stared at the mirror, making eye contact with me.
"I'm confused," She answered lowly.
"Please speak up ma. I can't hear you."
"I- I don't - I don't know," she answered. I could tell that she was nervous. A smile made its way to my face. I removed my hands off of her, slowly.
"I don't know what you want as well, but what I can guarantee you is that you'll leave this place satisfied." I whispered. She crossed her legs and started fidgeting with the sides of her dress. 'Oh goodness, what do we have here?' I thought to myself. I stood back and crossed my arms while staring at her.

After a small moment, I left her there and went to search for these things. When I came back, she sat down. Her hands were on her thighs, and she looked quite flustered. Her eyes were shut, and her breathing had changed.
"Are you okay?" I asked her, feeling extremely excited.
She looked at me and clutched her thighs.
"Yes, I am," she whispered, looking back down.
"I have your dresses with me here. I found a few that might suit you. Do you like orange?"
She lifted her head and cleared her throat, "Yes, I do. Orange is my favorite color."

"Well, lucky guess, I guess. Let me help you fit these dresses."
She slowly stood up. I could see a damp spot behind her dress. I quickly looked away so she wouldn't feel embarrassed. I honestly want to rock her world so bad, but I needed to contain myself. For the sake of both of us.

I took a blue dress and scanned it. I then asked her to take off her clothes so I could help her in it. She looked lost for a complete 5 seconds, then quickly regained herself. She then slowly took off her dress. Marks. What are those marks on her bac-
"Is this the one I'm going to fit first?" She asked, looking agitated. I honestly wanted to hold her in my arms. I wanted to comfort her.
"Yes, definitely," I replied lowly.
I helped her in the dress. Once I was done, I asked her to look at herself. Fucking hell. That dress looks horrendous. What was I thinking bringing her such monstrosity.
"It's okay. I like it" she answered without any care. What the actual fuck. She didn't look at herself long enough to be amazed.
"No Miss you can do better than that. That looks awful. My God try the orange one"
She looked at me surprised. I guess she didn't expect that. 

I helped her in the orange one. She didn't look too bad. However, the dress would be perfect for a casual lunch with friends. Not a formal dinner.
" I don't like this one. It's making my arms and neck look too thin." Hmm. Interesting.

I took all the dresses and went away to look for another orange dress. God I'm begging you please let this one suit her.
As I headed back , she made her way out the fitting room.
"I'm looking at the time on my watch and I really need to leave. It's getting late."She said, looking a bit panicked.

"Look , I took those dresses back because I could tell you weren't comfortable in them. I went to search for one that would suit you. Just one more, please."

"I'm going to be -"
"I know. I don't normally do this, but I'll call a cab for you. You'll alert anyone close to you about your whereabouts if you don't feel safe. "

She stood there and contemplated. After a while, she agreed.

I helped her put on her dress. She turned and looked at the mirror. She gasped and stared for a while, looking completely shocked.

Yesss! This is the one. I'm starting to love this shit job.
"This one is amazing. Thank you for being so kind and patient with me. I actually look good." She replied emotionally.
I slowly walked behind her and whispered behind her neck.
"It's my job to keep my customers happy."
I then proceeded to take it off, slowly going down with it. Her breathing changed. Then I kneeled in front of her. I told her to sit down of which she complied . I slowly took her dress and put it on the rack. I took her hand and pulled her towards me. Babygirl looked ready to risk it all. I chuckled and turned her towards the mirror.
"Miss, I'd like you to take a few moments every day to look at yourself. You have a beautiful body, amazing skin, and a lovely face. To top it off, you are the patient one, not me." I said  while rubbing her naked arms. My God, her skin. 
I looked into her eyes, and she looked like she was about to cry. That's when I stopped. I took her dress and excused myself so she could change into her clothes. Once she was done, I proceeded to go to the register and scanned her dress.
"The dress is 930. Is that okay with you?"
"Yes, I'll buy it." She simply replied.
"Alright, Miss. Please sign here. I'll also need you to come tomorrow at 7am.My team will need to alter your dress a bit. Your dress will be ready by tomorrow afternoon. Will 3pm be okay for pickup?"
"Absolutely. Thank you for your service, Sky." She smiled. Her smile. I thought I'd never see it again.

"My absolute pleasure. Here is your receipt and your handbag, Miss. Let me just call a cab for you."

I took out my phone and I called my aunt's boyfriend.
"Hey Charlie. I hope you are well. May you please come down to your  lady's boutique and fetch someone. She'll let you know the address."
"As long as it isn't one of your little drug friends, then I'll do so happily. You know how much your aunt despises them"
"Haha, funny. She's just a client."
"Oh so you are a whore now you delinquent child"
"Fucking hell Charlie are you going to come on not?" I felt myself getting embarrassed. I put my hand on my face.
"I'm on my way. Make sure that you get ready as well. Your aunt wants you to meet her. I'll fetch you after I drop off your 'client'." He said putting emphasis on the last word. What a bitch.
I ended the call and told her to sit and wait.
"No thank you. I'd rather stand" she replied. She seemed uncomfortable. She kept tapping on her watch. Oh well.

I started packing up everything from the register. I then took the money and packed it in a bag and walked towards the office. I then put it in a safe. I wasn't going to count that fucking money. Fuck that.

Charlie arrived and honked loudly like the bastard he is. Argh I hate him sometimes. He's an idiot.
"Hey, your cab is here miss."
Mercy stood up and slowly walked towards me.
"Thank you for the dress Sky. I appreciate your help" she said looking down.
I lifted her head with my index finger.

"You are welcome Mercy" I said looking into her eyes intensely.
She gave me one of the most confusing looks before she proceeded to hurry out.

This bracelet is mine now unfortunately.
She's definitely not getting it back.