The Blue Hearted Devil Himself

A runaway city

We walk down the street. I'm only  in a dark suit coat with no pants and the thong from before in thigh high and it's kinda a look. I'm living for.

It's cute. My hair pulled in a messy braid since Colten doesn't own and hair accessories. And no hair ties.

I'm getting a new dress apparently I need one. He was quite dickish about the way I dress. He enters store I nearly walked past I follow him

Ogling the hanging crystal dresses of all kinds. my eyes widened. Wow I gasp feeling out of place. I follow behind him admiring everything we past the walls are mirrors but they appear yellow or gold from the reflection of the ceiling and the black carpet.

I get odd stares from women in a way that makes me feel embarrassed to breath the same air as them. Like that scene in pretty woman. More clothes than me more jewelry. More money more self respect. I'm wearing stripper shoes still. I follow behind Colten. He knows where he's going. I do not.

And standing in here looking like a prostitute makes me feel like one.

He's standing next to a lady she's in her mid twenties. There's men in black suits protecting a door that totally leads to Narnia he places his hand on my lower back in a protective way making me go faster "work those tiny legs." My jaw drops I look at him
he did not.

"You know you're very tall for a average person." I resort feeling a sting with my tiny legs. "You know your very short for an average person."

"And the world is still round your point?" I ask smirking up at him. With my hair in my face I Pull it behind my ears. With my dangly earrings. The lady comes back with 6 dresses she nods for us to follow her seems to know Colten she called him by his name. She seemed to know we were here.

"I'll hang these hear you can change in here." She says pulling open a dark red curtain to multiple dressing rooms with a long burgundy bench with gold accents in the middle I nod my head thanking her.

I grab the first one it's in a black bag the rest in clear ones I step in the dressing room. Changing into the dark green dress it fits me really nicely it's just the color.

"Its a beautiful green I don't think it's my color though" I open the curtains. To the off the shoulder dress I do a little spin not really feeling this dress.

I see Colten he's leaning next to the door his eyes fall on my cleavage. I roll my eyes. Batting my eyelashes I kiss my teeth.

I take a deep breath lingering away from his gaze as he dosent say anything. Which would be nice if he just opened his mouth one in a while. "I'll try on the next one." I open it's a beautiful peach loose sheer off the shoulders long sleeve it's gorgeous I'd were this if I was a princess and going to a coronation. Layers of fabric.

I put it on my eyes loving what I see in the mirror. I step out spinning in this one more it's elegant and doesn't show off my body as much. It's nicely fitted around my chest the sleeves are comfy even though there sheer and slightly see threw.

I look in the mirror. I feel beautiful. My eyes wonder the puffy dress hiding my lower body to the imagination. I see Coltens eyes on me. Looking at him will make me unsettled. I avoid eye contact.

I don't look like myself. Which is probably why I like it so much.

I pull my hair two one side pulling it out the braid. His hands land on my shoulders "you look-" I look at him in the mirror his hands on my shoulders "irresistible." I feel a small smile on my lips I quickly put it away tilting my head with my brows furrowed my hands play with themselves as I stand on my tippy toes getting slightly taller.

I bite my lip unsure how I feel. "Its a gorgeous dress I just..." I drift off "How do you not see how bellissima you look?" I look at his grey eyes he tilts my chin having me look at me. I swallow wishing I felt more confident in this dress. I feel like a slut pretending to be someone else.

"I don't go anywhere special enough to were this to." I whisper softly using that excuse I look at the floor. This dress probably cost a fortune and I don't really go anywhere worth this dress.

He kisses my shoulder I look at his pink lips on my neck his teeth graze my skin. "You look like goddess." He states pulling my hair from out my face.

"I don't think I'm the kind of girl that should wear this dress." I mumble walking away. Ending this short lived conversation I grab the next dress.

It's a dark red flows at the bottom pools at my feet holds up my breast beautifully. Flip my hair to one side. I step out my tiny feet covered by the elegant dress. I look at him feeling a little insecure.

My eyes meet his "Mr. Everett" the lady comes back her lips part once she sees me. "You look stunning I've never seen anyone work that dress as beautifully as you do." She claims I smile but she probably said that to everyone.

She hands him a black box it's bigger than a rig box its red velvet with told wrapped around it. The color of this dress goes nicely with my skin tone.

" Imogen" he says quietly giving her a nod. I stare at myself trying different hair styles.

"I like this one" I whisper it's long and hugs my body my curves are emphasized in this dess so is my slim waist. My eyelashes bat I see him appear in my vision he puts the red box in front of me.

It's like a box for jewelry the mirror I stand in front has lights like my vanity bulbs it's body length. "What is it?" I ask
"wait don't tell me a life supply full of bedazzled condoms." I ask jokingly. He chuckles nodding his head. "That's exactly what it is." He says oh so seriously. Not sarcastic at all

I open it my lips part "oh my fucking god." My body becomes hot my jaw stays on the floor. My breathing intensifies as I literally feel dizzy. I place my hand on the gold trim full body mirror my lips agape as I stare at the necklace in my hand.

I look at him in the mirror it's beautiful I feel my eyes gloss up. I have a necklace just likr this except it's a lot cheaper and it's made out of fake gold. It's my name in Greek font except there's diamonds and pink rocks

"What's the pink rocks?" I ask "Carat Purple and I think Pink Tourmaline." He tells me I've heard of pink tourmaline it's beautiful ands it's more. "How was it made so fast?" I ask confused it's gorgeous and probably really expensive.

I stumble on words. I honestly didn't expect this "why would he get me this?"
"you ask way to many questions." He whispers he takes it out the box "it's so beautiful." I exhale as it's placed around my neck mines smaller and broke since it was cheap it's a lot bigger heavier and it's on my neck the other necklace hung from my chest.

I look at myself my eyes refectory the light "thank you" I whisper "it's really stunning I love it." I hug him wow this new territory.

I love it so much. It's the most precious thing I have.

It feel like we're a couple right now and maybe just for tonight I'll pretend.

I step back "you should get the dress you wanted." he says I shake my head pulling back I place my hair behind my ears
"I like this dress"
"But you loved the other one."
"I'm don't go anywhere worth that dress." I murmur playing with my hands. I look at the floor then I look at Colten.

"Where do you think we're going after this?" He asks I gasp my eyes widened with excitement. He's taking me somewhere?

"where?"

"A party." He answers his face impassive I mouth the words to the soft old school music playing quietly. "I don't think I can wear this to a party." I mutter glancing at my dress.

"It's not that kind a party fancy dresses lame music old people dark suits" he explains "sounds more like a mafia ball." I resort he furrows his brows "in a way I guess" he says I tug on him "sounds amazing." I utter he looks down at me with a grin and a glare.
I hate that look.

I feel so damn small with that look.
I can't read his fucking mind with that look.