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"Shopping?"
Charlie nodded and clapped her hands together while rummaging through your suitcases,"Yes! The first step to feeling better is looking better, so me you and Angelo are going to go to some boutiques. Also Husk is coming along for some reason." You rub your tired eyes and yawn while stretching.
"But I already have clothes.",you state plainly and Charlie looks to you with pursed crimson lips. A pitiful smile falls on her lips as she watches you wipe the drool from the corner of your lips.
You couldn't remember the last time you slept so well. In fact last night was the first night you slept without nightmares about him. You made a self-note to thank Husk and Angelo at some point. A small smile was on your lips as you half listened to your sister.
"-so thats why you need some clothes. Now here, wear this. Just come to the lobby when you're done.",Charlie lays out a brighter outfit than your usual attire on the loveseat. She smiles at you gently and notices the slightly zoned out look on your face.
She steps towards you and sits on the bed aside you with her smile faltering slightly,"Hey you okay?" You look to Charlie and blink a few times. Clearing your throat you nod and offer a weak smile. She sighs gently and reaches out to grab ahold of your hand. "Do you wanna talk about it yet?...You haven't talked about it with anyone..."
Your eyes fall down to the engagement ring wrapped around her finger.
"Say a word and I spill your little secret...imagine what your family will go through."
You swallow hard and your eyes clench shut, turning your hand over you give her a reassuring squeeze. Your head shakes gently and you look back to her with a forced smile,"I-I'm not ready yet...but I'm okay right now, thank you." She lets out a soft sigh but nods and pulls you in for a tight hug.
"Okay...",she mumbles into the crook of your neck as your arms wrap around her,"But I'm always here for you, you know that right?" Her voice begins to shake and you feel guilt pool in your stomach. You nod slowly and you both instinctively hug the other one tighter.
It pains Charlie to see you this way. She hold an indescribable amount of guilt. Especially considering you haven't told a single person anything about your drug abuse or the scars on your arms. You act as if nothing happened.
You shakily exhale and feel tears prickle your eyes but you know if you start crying Charlie will too. So you suck it up and nod,"I know, thank you." Charlie reluctantly pulls away from the hug and she places her hands on your shoulders. You notice a tear escaped her eyes, you wipe it with the end of your sleeve.
You offer a soft chuckle,"I love you, you crybaby.",you say in an attempt to lighten the mood. She nods with a soft laugh and shoves you, standing up from the bed,"Not all of us can be stone cold!" She gives a faux pout and sniffles,"But I love you too, now hurry up and get ready!"
With that she skips out of the room and shuts the door behind her. You smile at the door before it falls and your drag your hands down your face.
It was the first day of sobriety for you.
This one was always the easiest but still hard. As a matter of fact the first three days were the hardest.
Today you had little to no energy. But you needed to be okay for her sake. Not to mention you needed to pull yourself together after that mishap with the boys.
You were still embarrassed.
You dragged yourself out of bed and purse your lips when you looked down at the clothes. Your brows pinched together in irritation at the small fabric and dark colors.
These aren’t my clothes...
You looked to your suitcases and your eyes widened at the water soaking into your usual clothing. You gasped and stepped back,”Charlotte!!”,you shouted out while stomping your foot on the ground.
Charlie grinned from downstairs at the loud scream, Angelo and Husks eyes widen as they looked to her. Charlie shrugged with faux innocence,”I couldn’t risk her changing the outfit I picked.”
After a few moments you walked downstairs with an angered look on your features, your hair tied up in a high ponytail. Charlie smiled widely as her eyes fell to your attire.
Charlie was always dressed to the nines, prim and proper. Always in dresses. You thought they were pretty and honestly thought they looked amazing...on anyone that wasn’t you. You were stuck in scandalous clothing in photoshoots you really just wanted to be comfortable outside of work.
Husk looked to you and felt his heart thump. You wore white satin gloves that reached your elbows, holding a small black clutch and it contrasted with a black off the shoulder and low neckline dress that brushed just past your knees and hugged every dip and curve of your body. You wore black kitten heels on your feet.
Yet his eyes couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable you looked in it.
“Ahh! You look amazing!”,Charlie runs up to you and ignores your burning glare. She squeals out of excitement and fixes the bit of smudged red lipstick beneath your lip. Angelo breathed out deeply and grinned while walking towards you, his arms crossed over his chest,”Well aren’t you a pretty skirt.” You clamp your tongue for now, deciding you’d get back at Charlie later.
You smile sheepishly at the compliments and Angelo cocks his head to the door,”Now lets get going.” Charlie and Angelo walk ahead and Husk rounds the bar. Just as you start to walk Husk clears his throat, not wanting to touch you.
You turn to him with a soft smile and hum. He rubs the nape of his neck and grins,”You look pretty good. Don’t look so tense.” You exhale deeply and smile softly at him. You notice the usual dark tone suit he wears and you nudge him gently.
“You don’t look so bad yourself.”
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You groaned loudly,”Charlie can we please take a break!” Charlie turns back to you with a pout as she walks along the pavement. She stops abruptly on her white heels,”We literally just got off the car!”
Angelo snickers and you can’t help but laugh lightly, enjoying teasing your sister,”So?” She rolls her eyes as the four of you begin to make your way through the upper class centre. Charlie stops momentarily and you sigh while brushing back your hair. She glances around and points to a cute boutique just across the ways.
You all simply follow your older sister and you keep your hands folded in front of you. Your discomfort with the clothing had more or less left entirely. You felt a bit more energized to be outside, the day was surprisingly beautiful, if anything chilly. A small smile rested on your crimson lips as your sister linked arms with you and dragged you ahead.
Husk looks around carelessly and his thick brows pinch together when he notices people staring at the lot of you. He looks to Angelo,”The fuck is everyone starin’ at?...”,he grumbles out. Angelo snorts while gesturing to you and Charlie.
“We got a crossdresser walking with two famous socialites, one of which happens to be a famous fashion, lingerie, and BDSM model.”,Angelo speaks in a “duh” tone only to earn an eyeroll from Husk. He was already regretting tagging along.
He didn’t even know why he asked to come along. He found the question leaving his mouth too quickly. He thankfully covered it up by complaining about being in the hotel too much.
Walking into the boutique you love the sweet scent of vanilla that falls into your senses. You glance around while holding your clutch in front of you. You’re grateful for the minimal crowds today.
“So where shall we look first?”,Charlie asks you with a smile and you unlink your arm.
“I am going to look at the pants because somebody drowned mine.”,with that you walk away from her and go to the pants on your own. Angelo follows close by Charlie considering she offered to buy him whatever he wants for coming out. Husk hesitates before opting to follow you.
As you look through the racks you hear soft whispering around you. Your brows pinch together and you attempt to ignore it. You let out a small huff when you feel eyes on you.
“You okay?”
You hear that deep and husky voice and you turn to look up at him. A smile spreads across your lips and you feel a bit better,”Yeah, thank you.”,you laugh sheepishly,”I just feel like people are staring at me.”
Husk pinches his brows together and snorts lightly,”Well obviously—“ He remembers what happened the other day as you look up at him with confusion.
Watch your fuckin’ mouth dumbass Husk internally curses at himself before he shakes his head and hesitantly places a hand on your shoulder. Thankfully you don’t seemed phased by it.
“Well obviously nobodys starin’ stop being so paranoid.”,he knocks on the back of your head earning a faux pout from you as you rub the area. You begin to complain about him being a grumpy man all the time as you go back to looking through the pants.
Husk looks around and notices the few men across the way staring at you and he cocks his head gently, his expression is bored but his brows lower down.
The grouped up men quickly look away and shut up when Husk lifts his jacket and shows the silver pistol peaking out of his waistband. The look he gives is one that could strike fear into anyone.
Turning back to you he notices you hold up a pair of black faint plaid pants and you point to his vest, matching the same pattern. You nudge him gently with a laugh.
“Hey we could match!”,Husk scoffs yet you notice the smile tugging at his lips. He knocks your head again.
“Don’t even think about it.”