Holliday sat quietly in the limo as it took them to Enzo Martin's party at one of New York's finest hotel. She kept looking for a jacket or cover-up since Wanda made her wear a low cut, skin tight, super short mini dress. She felt even naked as Wanda refused to allow her to wear any panties including a thong. While Holliday was happy to learn of their planned spa treatment earlier that day, she quickly realized it meant hot wax hair removal on her entire body. She felt bare and her skin was extremely sensitive to the touch. Basically, her first spa day experience was horrible and she would never forget the tormented trauma that hot wax inflicted.
To Holliday's biggest embarrassment, Wanda was dressed similar to her and made sure that Holliday addressed her only as manager and not mother. Wanda felt as if she looked too young to be Natasha's mother. Wanda certainly didn't look old enough to have an adult child but that also didn't mean that she could dress like a twenty year old either. Even though Holliday was excited to be riding in a limo, she couldn't help but feel that limousines were outdated. Wanda went on and on about how only people of royalty are transported around in limos but Holliday just rolled her eyes and tuned Wanda out.
Holliday continued to stare out the window while trying to interpret her thoughts. Firstly, she was sad that not only was she missing Giselle that night but she would never get to dance it either as herself or Natasha. She would also miss graduation, the one night that she had been looking forward too for months. Holliday was glad that she didn't have to deal with her dad and Mendall's wedding though but the combination of everything else just made her slightly upset. She didn't understand why this situation was happening to her and she couldn't stop from feeling helpless.
Another weird occurrence was that when she was asleep, Holliday would experience pictures of Natasha's life which was more like nightmares. When she woke up, it's like some of Natasha's memory was uploaded to her brain. Certain things seemed familiar but Holliday knew that those weren't her memories. She was scared that Natasha was coming back and that she was cease to exist. She wasn't sure if she would go back to her own body or not. Being lost in her thoughts cause Holliday to miss being called by Wanda. Which then led to a smack on the back of her head. Holliday jumped out of fear and looked over at Wanda.
"Little bitch, pay attention to when I'm talking to you! This night is highly important for your career. There will be a lot of rich and powerful men at that party and you need to dazzle them so take this but watch your alcohol intake."
Holliday looked down to see two white tablet pills in Wanda's hand and immediately shook her head. Within a second, Wanda had Holliday's face in her hand and was holding her by the mouth.
"I don't know what's wrong with you but that stank attitude better disappear right now! Don't you dare fuck this money up!" Wanda shouted at her while shoving the pills down her throat.
Holliday fell on the floor trying to escape while heavily coughing since one of the pills was stuck in her throat. She reached up to grab a bottle of water and chugged until it was empty. While she was still recovering, Wanda was on her cell phone and appeared to not give two shits that she had actually been choking.
That was it. Holliday was done.
She was about to old school street fight Wanda's ass when the limo stopped in front of the hotel. The door opened and Wanda gave her one more warning look before stepping out.
The moment Holliday stepped out of the limo, she knew something wasn't right. Her body felt internally cool and all her emotions were gone. It's as if she was placed in the ultimate chill mode. Her legs felt funny and it didn't even seem that she was walking at all. Wanda looked at her and gave a knowing smile. Surprisedly, Holliday smiled back. They linked arms and headed inside the hotel.
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Spotlight on the Mirror
General FictionHolliday Mosely is fighting her family for independence and for support to pursue her dream career. What happens when you imagine being afforded the opportunities that others appear to be "blessed" with? Join Holliday on the journey of self-discover...