She Belongs To Him

Chap. 12: We'll See

• Katie Fairfield above •

Five days have passed since Lane had a meeting with Lebedev. Tonight is the night the biggest crime lord in all of Pinewood, Washington, will meet up with the Russian man. Katie knew that Quinn Hollisworth was a worm and would give one of the many rough characters she herself had come up against if they even sneered at the fellow.

Katie sets out a yellow dress with small daisies on them for the club. She wonders if Lane will like the dress. He hadn't spoke to her much considering he usually stays in his library and does God knows what. Katie had only went to him for a late night snack once but he was in an irritable mood. The blonde fiddles with the key on her necklace.

Excitement fills the blonde for she has never been to a club before, much less a party. Katie wondered if people would be dancing and if they would have a light show as she had seen once at the high school prom. Out of all of her miserable days as a teen in her Uncle Gail's house, her prom and graduation were the only days she truly enjoyed.

Rebel and Lola walk in, stopping when they see the dress on Katie's bed. The African-American girl walks over to the bed and picks up the dress, snarling.

"This is what you're going to wear?" Rebel's face is full of disgust, "The Cherry Popper will stop and fuck your virgin pussy until you can't feel anymore."

The past week, Katie has slightly grown accustom to the colorful language the gang members continuously use. She ignores it mostly and reminds herself that she is rid of her shackles that was bound to her Uncle Gail.

"What's wrong with it? It's a nice dress." Katie shrugs, trying to be positive.

Lola scoffs, sucking on a cherry red sucker she stole from a gas station. "Yeah, maybe for church."

The blonde takes the dress from Rebel's hands. "Then what would you suggest? Look at my clothes and pick something suitable for a club. I obviously wouldn't know."

Lola and Rebel go into the closet where Katie has her clothes hung up. The blonde sits on the bed sighing heavily. She feels the cotton fabric of the yellow dress, smiling.

Lola and Rebel wall back into the bedroom with nothing in their hands. Katie notices the look of disgust on their faces.

"We're going to steal from Margo's closet." Lola nods to Katie,

Katie's mouth drops wide. "Why? Isn't that wrong? Won't Margo be mad that I'm wearing her clothes?"

Rebel leaves as Lola continues to stand there. Katie waits for an explanation.

"Because, Virgin Blonde, men have toddlers in their pants." Lola crosses her arms with a nasty smirk.

Katie arches a brow in confusion. "Excuse me?"

"You dress like a preschool teacher." Lola comments, "The toddlers in their pants are gonna get excited when they see your bright, shining smile and church clothes."

Katie blushes. "I still don't understand-"

"BUT all you need to worry about is getting the toddler in Lane's pants to get excited." Lola comments, shrugging. "The best way to fully get under Lane's protection is to get under him."

The blonde sits there in confusion. "Why would I want to get under him? That makes no sense. I thought I was already protected?"

Lola shrugs, sucking on her sucker. "You are under Lane's protection, Virgin Blonde, but it would help if you gave him a little taste."

"You mean, like, kiss him?" Katie's heart flutters at the memory of Lane roughly pulling her into his lap in the backseat of he Cadillac and giving her a breathtaking kiss.

Lola's face shifts from jolly to annoyance quickly. "Don't be prude. Spread your legs a little."

Katie blushes at her words. "I don't think Lane is interested in that...especially if it's with me."

The turquoise haired girl rolls her eyes at Katie. "Lane may be the biggest crime lord in all of Washington state, but he is still a fucking man. He has to have needs like a normal person."

Katie shakes her head. "I don't."

Rebel walks in with dark clothing tucked under her arm, a bounce in her step. Lola rolls her eyes at the blonde.

"That's because no real man has put his toddler between your legs." Lola comments, making Rebel freeze.

The African-American girl puts her hands up. "I truly don't wanna know."

Katie shivers. "I didn't either."

"We have less than four hours until we have to go to the Cherry Popper. Lane will ride in his special car that he always reserves for events like these so you'll be with us." Rebel sets the clothes out on the bed, "I found the sexiest thing in Margo's closet that would be incredibly hot on you but slutty on Margo. Trust me, Lane won't be able to keep his hands off of you when he sees a different side to you."

"But there is no other side to me." Katie comments before Lola and Rebel grab her arms and drag her into the bathroom. "You get what you see!"

Lola and Rebel exchange a knowing look. "We'll see."

Hey readers! What do you think Lola and Rebel will do to Katie to make her "sexier"? What do you think will happen at the club? Will Lane think Katie is sexier? Find out in the next chapter!