Commander Sexy

Alicia's POV

I give myself a once over in the mirror. The costume looks good especially matched with the makeshift war paint I'd done with some black eyeshadow, I was quite impressed with my efforts. I braided my hair to go along with the post apocalyptic warrior theme and put some brown boots on. I blush when my eyes caught on the name tag of the costume.

"Commander Sexy."

I internally cringe when I realise the woman at the shop was only saying the name of the outfit, not addressing me with the nickname. How could I have been that stupid not to see that it was the damn costume name, I was too distracted by her. Not that she was anything but cocky and self assured. My thoughts were cut off by the annoying sound of my phone in my back pocket

"Hey, the party has started! Where are you?" Marks voice buzzed and there was the faint sounds of pounding bass and laughter in the background.

"I'm just leaving I'll be there in five." I tell him, quickly grabbing my keys and some money and rushing out to my car. As soon as I hang up I throw the small smart car down the street, driving as fast as it can go legally and enjoying the freedom of seeing the lights fly past and the city become a blur. When I pull up outside the club my stomach does a backflip. Parties are not my thing, neither are strip clubs. My gut is telling me to turn around and run, but as soon as I walk through the the door Mark had already spotted me and is pushing through the crowds to get to me. There was no escape now.

"Cool costume sis!" Mark shouts over the music.

"How many people did you invite!" I yell back looking around. It seems like the whole town is here.

"Anonymous invites to all the locals, don't worry nobody really cares who hosted this." He assures me , grabbing my arm and dragging me towards the bar, pouring me a drink and then disappearing into the crowd. I attempt to shout after him but my calls are lost in the deafening music. Sighing, I pick up my drink of god knows what and go to one of the empty round tables. Curiosity gets the better of me when I see the leather bound, blue 'menus' on the white table cloths. I open it but before I can even think to look at the script In front of me a familiar voice pulls my attention.

"Well hello commander sexy, I was completely right about the outfit suiting you." It was the woman from the shop, dressed as a vampire. Again I was lost for words, her piercing blue eyes stared into mine with a playful glint. I couldn't quite tell if they were contacts or not, I searched my memory to see if I could remember if her eyes were this blue before, but she was wearing shades.

"I really didn't expect you to be into that sorta stuff." She says with a smirk motioning at the menu I still had clutched in my hands.

I look down and read the long list of names such as, cherry pop and kitty girl before I realise what the menu was for, I drop it hastily "No this isn't my thing - I really didn't understand what it was- thought it was food menu-oh God this isn't what it looks like-" I babble but she just laughs.

"Mhm I caught you red handed, see anyone you like?" She teases and I blush a further shade of red.

"No I really-strippers aren't my thing- why would I want a female stripper- I just-" I stutter and she laughs even harder.

"I'm just teasing, calm down! Although if you wanted recommendations cherry pop is a minx." She adds with a wink.

"Oh have you um..." I start motioning to the menu.

"I have a night job here actually." She explains

"Oh! Wow... So um are you working now?" I ask, trying not to sound too awkward.

"Why, you interested?" She says in her thick Aussie accent, I am about to start aggressively denying it when she cuts me off again with more laughter.
"Calm down a bit would ya? Maybe you need another drink." She stands up and walks to the bar, I follow. When I get there she hands me a drink.

"Thanks, what is this?" I inspect the small glass she's handed to me.

"A shot." She says downing hers in one go and picking up another. I don't want to be behind so I attempt doing the shot, the harsh alcohol chokes me and I try to hide my splutters. When I pick up the second one she raises her eyebrow.

"Together?" I ask

"Together." She nods and we gulp back the shots.

After about a minute the shot kicks in a bit and I'm pretty buzzed, the blonde beside me seems quite unaffected. We do 2 more shots and talk for a few minutes, it's mainly small talk like 'where are you from?' And 'what do you do for fun.' But I really enjoy her company and I feel like I've started to make a friend.

"So what's your stripper name?" My drunk self decides to ask.

"Getting bold are we?" She laughs. "Would you like to know so that later we-" her sentence is cut short by a burly man walking towards us, yelling over the music.

"Lex! I need you in room 3 now, there is a customer who's paid good money for a blonde and you're the only one we've got." She says grabbing her harshly by the arm.

"Dude It's my day off!" She tries to protest but he starts to pull her away. "Sorry commander sexy, I'll catch up with you later." She looks genuinely disappointed and my stomach twists with an unfamiliar feeling.

I try just awkwardly standing at the bar, there are people grinding on each other in every corner, and every so often I get a glimpse of two people getting a little to intimate for public viewing so I do another shot to try and distract myself. The shot works a bit too well and all of a sudden my thoughts have wandered to 'I wonder where room 3 is?'

All rational sense in my mind has been drowned out by the alcohol, and I try pushing my way through the crowds, looking for room 3 and the Aussie girl I was with earlier.

I find the curtained off room and dawdle outside. When I hear the familiar voice say 'hey get off!' I decide that I need to be in there and quickly dart inside.

The blonde girl looks exceedingly confused and surprised, she is sitting in a slumped, rather drunk, teenage boys lap and it makes me uncomfortable.

"Times up!" I try and say confidently without slurring, luckily the guy believes it and slinks out. "Did he hurt you?" I ask sitting next to her.

"No, just broke the no touching rule." She says with a small smile, the playful glint in her eye returning. "You know we have to stay in here so my boss doesn't know we cut it short." She says.

"Oh right ok." I say and shuffle my feet, head spinning slightly.

"Want another drink?" She asks motioning to the bucket of different liquors. Stupidly I take the drink, I've never been great with handling my alcohol and after a few minutes it starts to show.

Elyza's POV

"Hey are you ok?" I probably shouldn't have offered the girl another drink, but I wasn't sure what else to do, now she seemed a bit of a mess, her costume was falling off her shoulders and she had smudged her makeup down her face. It was cute, but I was worried about her.

"Wow!" She suddenly gasps

What?" I reply, completely confused as to what this girl could find so amazing.

"The ceilings in here move!" She utters in awe. She certainly isn't ok.

"No they don't, honey do you feel ok?" I try again and put my hand on her back.

"I think so, my head doesn't feel all that great though." She sighs.

"I think you should go home, do you want me to get you a cab." I pull my phone out when she nods. I ask for a taxi and rub her back until it arrives, then I walk her outside.

"Aren't you coming?" She asks pouting when she sees I'm not following her into the cab. Suddenly she lurches backwards as almost falls but I catch her.

"Yep I'm coming it's ok." I decide that this girl cannot go on her own.

She manages to tell the driver where she lives and on the way to her house falls asleep, she looks so innocent and her mouth is slightly open, I'm pretty sure she's drooling on me but it's sorta cute. When we pull up I wake her up and walk her to her door, I am about to leave when again she begins to stumble and I end up walking her to her room.

I didn't really appreciate how huge her house was from the outside but as soon as I stepped in it became obvious. There was fancy wallpaper, gold chandeliers and a grand staircase that I had to half drag the drunk girl up. Her room was bigger than my apartment living room and had a kingsize double bed.

"I don't feel good." She says sitting on her bed. I look around her room and see a glass cabinet and get her some water. She thanks me and drinks the whole glass so I get her another one.

"Here why don't we have a drink in the bathroom?" I say standing her up and leading her towards her ensuite.

"That's odd, why would you drink in the bathroom?" She slurrs and I sit her next to the toilet before handing her the drink. She drinks the entire glass and then proceeds to throw up, I hold her hair back. After 2 more glasses she seems to have flushed most of it out of her system and once I had taken the glasses to the sink and come back, she was asleep with her head on the toilet.

"Come on commander, let's get you to your bed." I say helping her stand up, she hugs me.

"Thank you." She whispers. I lead her to the bed and turn around as she puts on pyjamas.

"Are you okay now?" I ask

"Yeah, thanks again." She replies, getting into bed.

"I'll see you around?" I say opening the door.

"You can stay if you want, it's late." She blurts out.

"Are you sure?" I ask but she throws me some pyjamas and nods. When I have finished putting them on I awkwardly stand by the bed, she pats the side of the bed and I crawl in timidly. The lights go off and everything goes silent.

"Oh yeah what's your name, I forgot to ask?" She whispers.

"Elyza, Elyza Lex. And you?"

"Alicia Clark." She responds smiling. I flash her a grin back.

"Good night Elyza." She says.

"Night Alicia." I respond and roll over. I smile to myself when minutes later I feel a body press up against my back and hear soft snoring.