"Heyyyyyyyy!" Sharon said with a big smile as soon as she opened the door.
"Someone's excited about tonight," I teased her.
"Yeah, and I'm still trying to figure out why," Adam said as he stood a few feet behind her with his arms crossed. His hair was a little messier than usual as if Sharon had been playing with it. I wondered if she had been picking out his outfit too.
"Oh come on babe. You know I just wanna have some fun. It's been a while since we went out like this."
"Why do you even wanna go to a goth club? That's not even your style."
"I don't have to dress like them to go have fun with them," she argued. "And besides, I have the sexiest goth girl I know right here. So I know we'll fit in!"
I shook my head as I smiled at her. Adam was ready to kill her and I could tell how much he didn't want to go, but he wasn't going to let her go without him. Ah, relationships. Kind of glad I wasn't in one right now.
"You gotta show me what you picked out!" She said as she lead me through the living room and upstairs to her bedroom. Sharon and Adam had a nice 2 story house with 3 bedrooms and 2.5 baths. They didn't have any kids but I knew she wanted some in the future. Their bedroom had a king size bed covered in blue and gold sheets, blue curtains to match it, and some expensive ass wooden furniture. Their dresser alone looked to cost over a thousand dollars with it's hand crafted designs and glossy finish. I had only been to her house a handful of times and every time I came it was spotless. I loved a clean house myself, and couldn't wait to move out of my apartment and have my own. I couldn't even paint the walls in my apartment without having to paint them back before I moved out. And I just wasn't willing to put in that much effort to satisfy myself.
I sat my bag on her bed and began pulling out some things I picked out of my closet while Damarius was burning the body. I hated to think about it while I was at my friend's house but at least things should calm back down again since I talked to Kamar.
"This is a backless black dress that cuts off a few inches above the knee and only these three chains cover your breasts. Of course I'd have to wear a black bra under it, so I picked out a black studded bra to look like its apart of the outfit."
"Oh wow. Imagine if you didn't wear the bra. Men would go crazy!"
"Yeah, that ain't happening." I laughed and layed it aside as I pulled out another dress.
"This is also a black one but it's a two piece. The bottom is a little shorter than the other dress and the top completely covers the breasts but it has two chains that crisscross over it."
"Wow, I like that one too. I'm kinda leaning towards the first one though."
"I have one more." I pulled out my last dress and it was the shortest of them all. It was a see-through lacey dress that had a cuff around the neck and the back was cut out. It didn't leave much to the imagination but it was a beautiful dress. I was surprised I even bought it when I was a little heavier. But in the past few months I had managed to get down to 125 pounds and I had never felt more confident. I had never wore this dress out in public, so I think tonight was going to be the night that I swallowed my insecurities.
"Yep, definitely that one!" She said as she stared at it with wide eyes.
"I don't have anything like this. Do you mind if I wear the second one? I don't think Adam will approve of the first one for me."
I nodded. "Of course. I'll help you put it on when you're ready. It's a little tricky in the back where the chains connect. Do you have some shoes to go with it?"
"I have some 2 inch black heels I was going to wear."
"Are they comfortable?"
"No but they make my legs look great," she laughed and I echoed her.
"I would pick something more comfortable if I were you if we're going to be there a while."
"Well what shoes are you going to wear?"
I dug in my bag and pulled out my 4 inch platforms. They were my favorite dress up shoes and went well with any goth outfit. I purchased them a while back when I first got my apartment. I was surprised they still looked brand new.
"Men are gonna be all over you," she teased as she grinned at me.
"And let's pray they're not all over you so Adam doesn't kill them."
After doing our hair and makeup, it was getting close to 8:30 and the club opened at 9. I did my hair straight and she put some curl into hers. Her hair was a lot thinner than mine so she had to add some body to it to make it look fuller. I had very thick black hair that almost went down to my waist. I still didn't know why my hair turned black after I died and came back to life the last time. Kamar just said that some humans come back with supernatural abilities when they die, but I guess that could include a hair color change. It didn't make sense to me though, but I learned to love it and embrace the new me.
I stood in front of her full body mirror wearing my see-through lacey dress and wondered if I should wear a bra underneath. My breasts were perky enough to look good without it, but I wasn't sure if my nipples would show through the lace. I decided to try it out and took my bra off as I gave myself another glance in the mirror. You couldn't really see my nipples because the design had a little extra cotton around that area. But you could definitely tell I wasn't wearing a bra.
"Oh my God, are you really not going to wear a bra? That looks hot as fuck," Sharon said as she stepped out of her bathroom in the dress that I gave her. She was about an inch taller than me but we were around the same weight. Her legs were definitely a lot tanner than mine and her blue eyes really popped against all the black. She had done her makeup to the best of her goth ability and she looked absolutely amazing. She even went as far as adding black lipstick and I couldn't get over how great she looked.
"Adam is definitely not gonna let you go now," I teased her.
"You really think so? Does it look that bad?"
"No! You look that great! How do you have such a good tan in the winter?"
"I have a tanning bed in one of the spare rooms," she laughed. "You're welcome to use it sometime!"
"Thanks, but I'll pass."
"What's that scar on your chest from?" She asked as she stared at the spot where Damarius had marked me. It had been so long since someone pointed it out that I never really thought about it. It was just a bunch of lines jumbled up together to form a creepy looking symbol that I didn't even know what it meant. Sometimes when I stared at it I could see the shape of a crow, but I had to stare at it really hard to be able to see it.
"I got burned when I was younger and it ended up healing like this," I lied, knowing that she would believe me because I had used this lie many times before with my parents.
"Ouch. It makes you look even more mysterious on top of all your tattoos."
"Uh, thank you?" I didn't know what to say to that.
"Yeah it's a compliment! Guys like weird chicks."
"Are you girls ready yet?" Adam asked as he knocked on the bedroom door. I wondered what he was going to wear to the club.
"Yep. Wanna come in and see?" Sharon asked with a grin and he slowly opened the door. He was wearing a long sleeve black button up shirt with dark blue jeans and black shoes. He didn't really look gothic but he did look attractive. His skin was tanner than Sharon's and his dark brown eyes were so stunning against the black shirt. His eyes scanned me first not making any expression and then his eyes widened when he saw Sharon.
"You are not wearing that."
"Why not?"
"I can see your bra."
"It's either see my bra or see my tits."
He shook his head.
"Oh come on babe. You're gonna be there with us. And mine isn't nearly as revealing as hers."
I was surprised that he made a big deal about her outfit when mine was literally see through. The only thing I had on underneath was a black thong, so I knew my ass was showing as well.
"Fine. But I'm not leaving your side," he replied.
"But you said you would stay at the bar while we danced."
"Not now. If I leave you alone for one second looking like that another guy will try to hit on you."
"Ok ok. Let's just go. I know you'll loosen up after some drinks," she said as she lead us downstairs.
"Whose car are we taking?" I asked once we got downstairs. It was finally dark outside, and I couldn't help but wonder where Damarius was.
"We can take mine since I plan on being the driver for the night," Adam said as he grabbed his wallet and car keys off the kitchen counter. I wondered if I would need to tell them that I might have a friend showing up at the club. I didn't know if Damarius would plan on coming in, but I knew he didn't want to leave me alone right now because of what happened. I felt bad for going off on him earlier, but damn his brother really pissed me off. I had my heart ready for him and then he ghosts me for a couple months. Maybe he was telling the truth about time passing differently for demons, but that didn't mean that I was willing to adapt to that. I shook my head as if to shake the thoughts away and slid into the backseat of Adam's 2019 Forerunner.
"Who's ready to get fucked up tonight?!" Sharon shouted from the passenger's seat, and although I couldn't see Adam's face, I knew he was giving her a death glare.
"I think Adam is," I joked, hoping to lighten his mood. He gave me a small laugh and shook his head. "Let's get this over with."