You decided to not go anywhere and just wait inside after that encounter. Just waiting until Calvin and Luis came back.
Of course dating Alastor and now being forced to be with him, comes with a creepy detective assuming your with him.
When really your not murdering with him.. but hiding his secret.
She really needs to stay away from that detective, if he even really is one! He didnt even show his certification that he was official.
Maybe she should start carrying her pocket knife around with her more, but after what happened in the alley, she was too traumatized to even be by anything sharp.
She sighed, pouring a drink, taking a sip.
The door suddenly slamming open once more, not again.. "Y/n!!! We found some smokin' ladies to help you have less stress on stage!" Calvin smiled.
The random girls I had never seen before in my life piling in, behind the crowd was an old woman using a cane, slowly walking in.
None of them seemed to know what they were doing, she sighed and face palmed herself.
"Ok, Calvin. What the hell?" She said confused, looking over at Luis. He shrugged and smiled.
"Look, Luis just said it to make me feel better, he actually didnt know any ladies so I asked some random women on the street if they'd like to dance tonight." Her boss smiled nervously.
"Ok... this is fine." She panicked, pacing back and forth. She just didnt want them to make a fool out of themselves up there, and if they messed up, she would blame it on Calvin.
Y/n looking over at the women worridly, "Calvin, I swear, if your uptight, egotistical, pink suit wearing ass makes these girls embaressed or get laughed at. I am gonna rip your blonde hair out and make Luis a hat out of it." She threatened. (Shes a girls girl🙏😍)
He smiled and stepped back, "hey, I like my pink suits! And don't worry~ I didnt pick them just because I had no one else. I get you wanna defend your girls or whatever, but buisness calls." He smiled and laughed, walking past.
She scoffed, sometimes he can be a real jerk. Y/n walked up to a girl around her age, "Hey there, miss. Did you wanna do this or did he pay you to?" She smiled worridly at her, knowing calvin was probably just using all of them to save his sorry ass.
The dark skinned woman rubbed her arm nervously, "well, he said he'd pay me good if I danced. But I really don't know how!" She said worridly.
Of course he pulled some shit like this. You smiled at her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Whats your name?"
"Maybel." she smiled.
"Maybel.. how pretty. Well, I can teach you how to dance before you get to go on stage! Im so sorry you got dragged into this." You laughed nervously, taking her hands in yours reasurringly.
"Thank you.." Maybel's face softened to a more comfortable one.
After teaching Maybel how to do some basic Flapper moves, the others caught on amd Calvin finally had a show for tonight.
It was around 8PM and y/n had already gone up on stage, Maybel was the last one to go up on and she seemed nervous.
You stood in the crowd in a spot where she could see you and gave her a thumbs up, nodding with a smile.
She smiled back and exhaled, the music beginning to play and she started.
Honestly, she was a natural! Beautiful singing voice and danced wonderfully!
"Darling.." A tap on her shoulder.
"Oh, Alastor.. you shouldn't be here right now.. Im busy.." she said, turning around a bit suprised.
She felt like evrytime she was with him she was going crazy, but she loved him. Did he love her back?
But now was not a good time to ask or express her emotions about him being a serial killer, she needed to watch and support Maybel.
"Yes, but I couldn't help but see you.." he said, reaching up to cup her face.
Sudden anger, sadness and fear washing over her. She smacked his hand away the most gentle she could.
He seemed taken back by this slightly, his eyebrows furrowing down.
His obsession with her at first is now just manipulation but also love he cant seem to figure out how to show.
Both of them not in the right mind right now.
"Im sorry.. you need to go. I need a break from you for a while." She looked down, crossing her arms and holding herself.
Alastors face fell, he didnt say anything and left.
Was this the right choice? She lived with him now, where would she go? Luis was too busy, maybe Maybel would be kind enough to let her stay with her for at least a week?
The crowd began to clap and cheer, you looked up and turned around, smiling as you saw Maybel curtsying after her performance.
Rushing back stage to congragulate her, "Maybel!"
"Y/n!"
They both hugged eachother excitedly, "Wow! You were lovely up there! The way you danced and sung, im sure you had all the men in the crowd infatuated." You cheesed.
"Aww, stopp" She smiled and put her hand up to her cheek.
"We should celebrate after we close! Us and all the other Flappers." Y/n suggested with a smile.
Maybel nodded and agreed.
Later on that night, they were all talking in the speakeasy after they closed, Calvin congratulated the girls and offering some of them jobs as a Flapper while everyone drank.
Luis, Maybel, and I talking by the bar.
"So... Luis.. are you busy this coming week?" She looked over at him in a hushed voice while Maybel got more drinks from the bartender.
"Um.. Im gonna have to go drive up to Atlanta to pick Margaret back up. Why? You need something?" He asked a bit concerned.
Shoot.. she couldn't tell him that his best friend was also THE Louisiana Ripper and she was living with him now and that they were taking a break and she needed somewhere to stay!
"Oh, its nothing. Nevermind." You smiled and just in time, Maybel came back with the drinks.
"Thanks May." Y/n smiled and grabbed one, Luis grabbed the other and sipped and talked some more.
After mostly everybody left, and your brother, Y/n decided to come up to Maybel and ask the question.
"So, May.. I have a huge favor to ask of you. Do you think I could stay by your place for the week?" She asked hopefull.
"Of course! You helped a lady out who needed money, giving you a place to stay for the week is the least I can do." She smiled and took my hands in hers.
Your heart filling with joy and releif, returning the wide smile to her. She reminded you an awful lot of that lady in yellow who had helped you earlier this morning. But they werent the same person, definetly very similar though.
Strange.
"Thank you, thank you! Im so glad we met!" You brought her in for a hug.
"Anything for my new friend!"
After gossiping a bit more, you two went back to her house.. but you needed a new change of clothes, shit. That meant you needed to go back to Alastors house and get some.
"Ill be right back, I need to go get some clothes." She smiled and left Mays house.
"Be careful out there!" She yelled as you left.
Breathing out into the decently-ish warm febuary night, you began to step on the side walk and walk in the direction of Alastors house.
She truly didnt have anything to fear of being out here since she was dating the person who everyone else was scared of.
Until of course that one unpleasent con to it appeared. The weirdo who knew you two were together and determined to arrest you and probably kill Alastor.
The Detective.
But why did she feel the need to protect Alastor after everything? The lying, manipulation... the love. She could easily be free if she just spoke up, but again that feeling of love for him, hidden in the deepest part of her heart, kept her from turning him in.
She sped up her walking as The Detective followed her.
Thank god she lost him after a few blocks, eventually reaching the house.
You unlocked the door, the light on in the kitchen and radio on. It played static. Alastor wasn't home. Rolling your eyes as you closed the door behind you and headed up to your shared bedroom, he was probably out murdering right now.
How was he so good at it and has never gotten caught yet?
She gathered enough clothes for the week and put them in a woven bag, heading back downstairs and out the house. Leaving everything untouched as if she was never there.
She safely returned back to May's house without being followed or anything, May opening the door for her and helping her with her bag.
"Thank you so much." Y/n smiled.
"Of course." The dark skinned lady smiled and closed the door, setting her bad inside the spare room on the first floor and walking back out.
She sat on the couch and pat the spot beside her, "You wanna tell me why your in such need of a home right now?" May asked, obviously curious of the whole situation.
Y/n sighed and smiled, a bit relaxed to be away from Al, but feeling like she was also missing him.
"Um.. So Im dating the radio host Alastor, and we are just.. needkng a break right now." You put on your best smile to reassure her of anything elsw going on.
She nodded and raised a brow slightly. "You sure thats it?"
"I promise." Y/n smiled.
"Ok, well its getting late. Get some sleep, you look burnt out." May looked at her worridly.
She smiled and nodded, heading to the spare room.
She closed the door and sighed, hopefully your life will get a little easier.
The next day
You were out and about already doing yourndaily things around town, first, stopping by to smell the flowers at around 2PM, then going to the bakery to get a warm baked good to eat on this chilly day.
May was out at her job as a dress maker, she had actually thought about quitting it soon since she loved being a Flapper so much!
That will be exciting to have a friend again to work with, it will definetly be different though since it wont be Mimzy.
The bakery y/n had gone into had the radio on, and of course Alastor was on, talking about some actual news other than the murders for once.
She tried to block out his charming voice as she ordered a little sponge cake, and sat down inside at a table. The bakery decorated nicley.
As she picked at the dessert with her fork and listened to Al on the radio, she couldn't help but realize how alone she felt without him.
Her head in her hand, she slid her little fancy fork down onto the side of the sponge cake and at the slice on her fork.
After Alastors hosting was over, she left the bakery and walked around, really having no idea what to do.
Maybe this 'break' wasn't a good idea. But her emotions got the best of her yet again. She wiped a tear away as she walked past multiple stores and other things around town, why didnt he love her?
Or at least, why didn't she feel loved. Truly loved? What could she do to get his attention like how she got his when they first met?
Maybe she should stop wearing shorts? Maybe she could cook for him like how most docile women do for their men? Maybe... maybe another idea would have to come into play.
She looked around at her surrondings as she got back pulled into reality, realizing she was in the part of town where the Radio Station was, looking up at the building to her left.. she was standing right in front of it.
Maybe it was a sign being away from him was wrong? Alastor did work sundays at this time, should she go in and see him?
No, its only been like a day since she told them they needed a break, not even a day! She felt desperate and she hated it, like she needed him to keep living. How pathetic.
Y/n decided to keep walking, the fog surrounding the streets, though the sun did try to shine through and clear it up.
Step Step Step
No fucking way... why was this detective everywhere!?
She turned around and walked the other way back towards the radio station as the man in the black trench coat creeped closer, his steps louder against the side walk.
The eerie fog surronding them only adding to the fear that built up inside her.
She looked back and he was closer, she had no choice but to run, of course he began to run too.
Oh go oh god oh god. He was quick, probably quicker than her.
He had no mercy in his steps as he sprinted after her, the fog surronding them meaning he could just capture her without anyone seeing.
Her heart beating quick, lungs throbbing, throat dry as the chilled air pierced her throat.
Why did the station feel so far now?
She wanted to scream, but would anyone hear her?
Finally reaching the doors where the only closest person she knew, she flung the radio station doors open and ran inside.
Suprisingly, Alastor was heading out of the station. She ran into his chest accidentaly, holding the edges of his coat tight, not caring if she was mad or upset with him yesterday. All she knew is that she was scared now and needed his help.
"Alastor! Please help me!" She looked at him in distress and out of breath.
He looked down at her confused and worried as she gripped onto his shirt and coat tightly.
Both of their attention averted as they heard the door open aggresivley.
The detective standing there with his hat down and covering his eyes, the fog behind him making an emphasis on him standing there menacingly.
He didnt attack or anything, just saw us two, I in fear, and Alastor in suprise.
The man in the trench coat ran away, the door stuck open as the grey fog stood still outside, blinding any veiw of the town.
We looked at eachother, not knowing what to say.