Freyah's dress above ^
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Freyah Kent:
My shift had just finished and to say I was tired was only half of how I really felt. I was drained emotionally, mentally and physically. I washed my hands, got my things and said goodbye to the rest of the people after I finished cleaning the counters and putting all the bottles of booze in the right place as well as all the glasses.
I let my hair out of the pony it was in shaking my head, rolling my neck around, mentally preparing myself to walk back home because there are no more buses at this time of night. Huffing I step out through the front door, waving goodbye to the bouncer, pulling my jumper closer to my chest since the air got colder.
"FOXY!" I heard a voice yell after me making me snap around to meet the person behind the voice.
"TONY!" I yelled back running into his arms.
I thought our hug would be just a small one but he held me tighter in his arms like I was going to fade away.
"You're ok." he stated just a whisper in my hair but I heard him anyway.
"Tony, what's the matter? You are acting weird." I questioned pulling away from him.
"It's just been a rough day foxy and I just really needed to know that you were alright." He spoke seriously which scared me a little because never is Tony this serious around me, ever.
"Come, let's get this pretty little ass of yours home before something bad happens to you. I don't like the vibe here." I nodded and just let him drag me away, still tucked under his arm with his staying alert.
We arrived in his car and before I knew it we had arrived home. He practically carried me to the apartment and those stairs are not forgiving. He locked the front door and carried me to my bed gently laying me down. He sat next to me and took me in his arms.
Gosh, he has never been this clingy before.
"Tony, what is going on?" I asked Cleary concerned.
"Nothing to worry your pretty little ass about. Keep focused on the mission at hand. I'll protect you." he kissed the top of my head pulling me down to the bed with him.
I got out of bed to get changed into something a lot more comfortable and to clean my face when I heard a shriek coming from my bedroom. Running out to see who died I saw Tony with the little black cat in his arms literally with hearts in his eyes.
"OMG Foxy! Why didn't you tell me you got a cuddly furry thing!" he exclaimed doing kissy faces to the cat.
"I didn't know you liked pussy-cats." I winked stalking towards him running my hand up and down his bicep bitting my lower lip, insisting on the word 'pussy'.
"Frey..." he rolled his eyes knowing what I was referring to.
"I know you want me Tony boy there is no denying it." I laughed and he soon joined me.
"I'm as gay as they get Babycakes and I'm sure you are a queen in bed but you just don't get me turned on." he shrugged with a sigh pout putting his attention back on the cat.
"Does he have a name?" Tony asked putting the cat on my bed, who came straight to me to cuddle since I had now got ready to go to bed.
"I just call him the cat. I haven't had him for long." he hummed in response.
"Sexy! Come here sexy!" he chanted to the cat that paid no mind to him while I burst out laughing at him.
"What? I could always try." he huffed and playfully rolled his eyes.
"How about smokey?" I compromised.
"Smokey?" I sang calling the cat.
"Meow." the cat answered making my eyes widen.
"Smokey it is then." I shrugged, feeling pleased to have finally given a name to that bloody cat.
After a little, while more catching up with Tony the Both of us fell asleep on my bed.
I woke up the next morning with Tony's hand in my face with him taking up over half of my bed, bread out like a start fish. I shoved him off of me and went to the loo to do my business, taking a shower in the heat of things and basically ending up getting ready for the day.
When I came out of the bathroom and back into my room Tony was still fast asleep, snoring away. I got changed into a pair of bootie shorts and a tank top since I wasn't planning on doing much until I had to work tonight. I was really excited because tonight would be my first debut on stage.
I fed Smokey and started cleaning around the house waiting for Tony to wake up so that we could go out and eat or he could make food because I cannot cook to save my life. I bake cookies and that's about it, oh! And I do a mean bowl of cereal.
His royal highness finally decided to get out of bed, I was fiddling about in the kitchen when I heard him gasp and run over to me taking my hands in his and inspecting my wrists.
Shit! I forgot I had bruises on them.
"Baby girl, what happened? Did Wolf boy do this?" he asked concern lacing his features.
"No..." I sighed looking away from him.
"Did Henry do this?" he gritted out his anger Cleary flaring.
I didn't answer and he took that as enough information blow things out of proportion.
"Freyah! This is not the first time you get bruises because of him! When will you realise that this has to stop? What did he do this time to hurt you?" Tony cupped my cheeks making me look at him in the eyes.
"Nothing.. he didn't mean it. It was my fault and–" but I was cut off.
"There are no buts Freyah!" he spoke angrily letting go of my face, turning around to run and hand through his hair in frustration.
"He didn't mean to hurt me, he loves me," I spoke like a child getting told off.
"If he truly loved you he wouldn't hurt you. A man that really loves you will never hurt you physically or otherwise."
I kept my head down and my mouth shut while he made breakfast. I knew there was truth in what he was telling me but I was still in denial, I love him and he is the only one that was there to pick me up when I needed it, well him aside from Tony.
After breakfast, more like brunch, Tony left kissing the top of my head before he went out the door. I spent the rest of my day writing reports about the things I heard last night. Hanging around the bar and always being to one to volunteer to get more bottles in the reserve paid off. I found out when a new shipment was coming, I didn't know what it was but that was enough for Jack.
I looked at the time and saw that I needed to get ready since I had to be at work for the soundcheck and everything at five since the bar opened at six, but I would only show up around nine pm.
I decided on a body tight navy blue dress that seemed more to be on the black side of the colour, with a v neck and spaghetti straps, lace boring the neckline and it was cut on the sides with the lace acting as the back of the dress showing off just enough skin to look sexy but not enough to look slutty.
I applied a minimum of makeup, just enough so that I didn't look washed out, curling my hair in loose waves. I grabbed my bag with all that I needed, put more food down for Smokey and headed out the door. I had just made it to the bus stop, already attracting the curious stares of people seeing me dressed like this in broad daylight, when I felt my phone vibrate.
I fished it out of my pocked glancing at who had sent me a message. Turns out It was Henry.
"Hey doll face, I miss you. Come by my apartment, I want to see those sexy legs wrapped around me ;)"
I blushed a little scared that someone was reading over my shoulder. I thought about it and looked at the time seeing that I had enough time to go see Henry at his place and still make it back at the club before I had to actually work.
"I miss you too. Be there in 10 xxx"
I was fast to answer back and so was he.
"Perfect.xx"
Smiling again I put my phone back in my bag taking the bus up to his apartment.
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