The woman's hand, decorated with rings, was squeezing the sides of her throat; the gun stuffed in the blondes mouth. Breathy whimpers slipping past her lips, and mascara dripping down her puffy, red cheeks.
Renata tittered, her haughty tugging the...
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A small chill crawled its waydown Magnolia's spine, the idea of performing once again for her Boss became chilling as she hadn't gotten over their previous one. The money she received in her bank account the next day looked so beautiful, however the beauty of it is tainted behind the reason - she hoped this time it would look even more beautiful despite the shame that made her stomach churn.
Alexia sat beside her, applying her eyeshadow and complimenting herself every few minutes. Magnolia faced away from the covered mirror, her eyes remaining on her phone though moving to Alexis from time to time to assess her makeup, frankly she needed time to relax before the dance she was going to perform for her Boss. She needed to unwind the twist in her stomach that had been growing with each passing minute, frankly, she wished she never took Kian's offer to work at the establishment.
She vowed to live a life in the shadows, be away from the public eye to which she was, though the strip clubs that were scattered all over New York knew her stage name and her face. Her name remained anonymous for protective reasons, but her face wasn't.
Sometimes she felt eyes following her when doing a grocery shop, or simply walking Roach in the park, even in her bedroom she didn't feel completely safe. She blames her family for the paranoia, the persistent lurking of men that stood out, they had a distinctive look of being British that plagued her mind at night.
How can she think so highly of her family though? They aren't looking for her. They don't care where she has gone. She's been gone for years, they surely have given up, right?
Her overthinking wasn't helping the knot in her stomach that became tighter and more prominent, her phone falling from her grasp made her wake up from the train of thoughts, it also made Alexis jump and swipe eyeliner across her temple to her hairline.
The brunettes head slowly turned to the blonde, and if glare's could kill, Magnolia would be burning in the pits of hell - her best friend's face was sharp and hard as she took deep breathes and reframed from stabbing her with a make up brush, she obviously wouldn't do that but the thought crossed her mind.
"Whoops . . . Sorry babe!" Magnolia gave her best smile and grabbed her makeup wipe from her vanity, softly taking a hold of the woman's steaming face and gently wiping off the eyeliner. Once it was gone she chucked the wipe in the bin and gave her a kiss on the cheek, along with her best smile.
Alexia often succumbed to her friend's charm, and this time was no different. "Ugh those big blue eyes make me fold every-fucking-time. Curse you, puta." She gave Magnolia a small peck on her cheek like she previously did, and turned back to her vanity and picked up her small mirror whilst Magnolia picked up her phone.
As usual, it was dry, and nothing interesting was displayed. Her eyes moved from the video on her phone, to the time in the left hand corner, her stomach fluttering as the time neared to when she was scheduled - she decided to take this time to go over her outfit and makeup quickly.
