I've been awake for three hours. James and I changed and wandered the hallways together, just talking. Now we need to collect blood for tonight and then go check on how the masquerade is coming together - like is the layout correct.
"Well, my darling. How are you, recently?" James asked me as we walked down the corridors. His cane kept hitting the floor as we walked.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Well the news hits hard, knowing you have entered the afterlife" James informed me. I slowly stopped walking and James went to a holt.
"Let's just collect the blood we need" I murmured to him. We had both stopped at room 16.
"Ah yes, room 16. A young man is staying in here. He's a business man, a dirty one. It would be like we're cleaning up the dirt" James told me.
"Oh? Okay... how are we going to collect the blood?" I asked James. He unbuttoned his blazer and smirked at me.
"We can drain his body in the bathtub, then return to smear you in it" James said. His tone was shallow and so gravel-like. It was honestly a turn on voice.
"Okay. I'm ready" I said as I reached for the door handle.
"Now now, darling. We cannot barge in with no plan, could we?" James reminded me. I groaned at him and pulled away from the door handle.
"But right now we're whispering outside a door.Not suspicious!" I reminded him as I looked around us.
"Well, my dear... we have lost our keys and are trying to find a solution" he winked at me. I couldn't help but grin so I looked away so I could wipe it off.
"Okay, okay.. how do you want to do this?" I asked him as I faced him again.
"Are you fond of role playing?" He asked me. I slowly raised my eyebrow at him - not knowing where he was going with this.
"you could be a maid - a marvellous one. You're going in to help tidy his room up yet he gets distracted by your charm" he growls. I bit my bottom lip as I still looked at him confused.
"There's a few spare maid outfits we have in the hotel, we just need to find your size" he held his arm out to me, I took it then he lead me away.
"I still don't see why I need to dress up" I mumbled to him.
"All apart of the fun my dear, I assure you" he promised me. I just gave in and did what he wanted me to, even when I still do think this is unnecessary.
He lead me to the laundry room and he pulled out a basket and began to dig in. He pulled out a duster and some wipes for me and he handed them to me. I took them off him and then I saw There was like three spare maid dresses in the bottom of the basket. I have a strange body type and it's always hard for me to clothe shop for myself.
"What about this one?" James asked me as he pulled out a maid outfit. I took it off him and I checked the label. It was way too baggy and wouldn't look professional. I gave it back to him, shaking my head.
The only maid outfit that fit me - was one that was tight and small. I was changing in a random room that we knew was vacant. James was waiting in the hallways as I quickly changed. I put on the maid outfit and it was tight, showing my curves and chest.
Then the dress barely covered my ass, no matter how many times I tried to pull it down. I checked myself in the mirror and I tied my hair up, I had straight or a few curls in my hair depending on how I wake up and I had a few curls - in my dirty blonde hair - and it made me look pretty nice and presented well. I decided to put on some knee high socks and I slipped on some shoes. I walked out, still tying the apron around myself and I shut the door.
"Oh well well well" James growled as he put his hand on my waist as I was locking the door.
"James..." I murmured. I finished locking the door and I pulled the key out the door and I turned around to hand the key back in. I dangled it in front of him and he held his hand out and I dropped it in his palm.
"Now we're ready, darling" James murmured to me as he leaned in and kissed my neck, leaving some wet kisses there.
"We are in the hallway" I reminded him, biting my lip to prevent the temptation.
"Very few visitors on the floor, dear" James informed me, still duck into my neck.
"Let's get this over with" I giggled as I pushed him off me. He smirked at me devishly and he brushed off his suit.
"Lead on" James cheered to me. I walked down the hallways with a duster and wipes in my hand. I kept adjusting my dress around my breasts. They were tight around them and I couldn't even do the button on them from how small the dress is. We stopped at room 16 and I knocked on the door, pulling my dress down.
"Might have to call room service later..." James growled at me and he slapped my ass as he left. I grinned as I watched him wander down the hallways, probably to prep himself for the 'notorious murder.' A man swung open the door, still in the middle of brushing his teeth.
"Room service?" I asked him as I showed him my duster and wipes. He didn't respond, he was just looking me up and down... slowly.....
"Ahem" I said to grab his attention, seeing where he was eyeing.
"Oh yeah" he sounded muffled from the brush in his mouth and he motioned me to come in. I entered the room and shut the door. He hurried to the bathroom and he was out my sight. I pulled down my dress a bit more and had to dust the room to fit the part. I put the wipes on the bed and I gripped the duster as I wandered around the room to dust away. I did the shelves, surfaces and I got to the desk in the room. I dusted the surface then the man said behind me..
"There's a shit ton of dust under the desk.. might have to lean down and grab get rid of it, we wouldn't want a complain now would we?" He murmured to me. I rolled my eyes and I had to listen so I wouldn't be kicked out or whatever.
"No we wouldn't" I said sarcastically as I sighed. as I leaned down to dust the underneath of the desk. He put his hands on my waist as I was leaned down and he pressed himself against my ass and he moaned slightly. I felt disgusted and prayed James would be here soon.
"Okay, no more dust" I said as I tried to stand up but he held me down.
"Nope... there's some uh, in the edges" he replied as he felt my waist and was moaning - even slightly humping me. He was trying to mask it but it was rather terrible. I had to act like I was collecting the dust he was on about. I then felt him put his hand up my dress and began to fiddle with my underwear. I looked around the room and I saw James wasn't here yet so I had to keep this act up and it really pissed me off. I stood up and the man suddenly picked me up and placed me on the desk. I saw his pants were tightened.
"Are you even a maid?" He asked me, still moaning slightly.
"Yeah" I replied with him.
"I thought there was only one maid" he murmured to me as he leaned in. He raised my legs and he wrapped my legs around his body and he put one hand on the desk to hold himself up and his other hand to feel my thigh.
"I'm new" I responded to him, I just wanted to kill him here and now but I knew James would be angry.
"Oh yeah. Why is a pretty lady like you in here then?" He asked me as he slowly put his hand up my dress and began to fiddle with my underwear again.
"It's just to pay my bills" I exclaimed.
"I could give you $500 dollars if you let me just have a little play around. Some fun for me and you" he exclaimed as he slowly pulled down my underwear.
"I'm not a prostitute" I reminded him. COME ON JAMES! He chuckled at me and leaned in to my lips. I wanted to bite him but then he would run or kick me out. I had to kiss him back...
I kissed him... he had his eyes closed and I kept looking around the room in hope to see James. Then my prayers were answered, he appeared in the corner of the room with the same mask on. I motioned him to hurry up before the man could do anything else to me. James grabbed a small glass vase that comes with the room and he stormed over and hit him around the head with it. He fell to the floor and I got off the desk and moved away from the man, sorting myself out by pulling down my dress and sorting out my underwear. The man was dazed on the ground and James stood over him. I then stormed over and pushed James.
"Where the FUCK were you!" I shouted as I pushed him again.
"I was just collecting some items then the hotel needed my aid. I guarantee it wasn't on purpose" James told me as he grabbed my wrists.
"Seriously?! Did you just SEE what he was doing to me?!" I shouted back as I pulled myself out his grip and stepped away from him.
"I did dear, now we can have some justice and kill him for his blood" he assured me. I shook my head at him as I went to pick up the unconscious man. James hurried over and picked up his legs as I picked up his top half. We both carried him to the bath tub and I put in the plug so the blood couldn't leak out the bathtub.
"What're we going to do with his spirit?" I asked James, still angry. I crossed my arms as I viewed him in the tub.
"We'll throw him out the window so he dies in the streets and not in the hotel" James said to me. I nodded my head as I searched the bathroom cabinets.
"We'll drain his blood from his wrists. Then I'm going to change and I'm off to see Will and how the plannings coming along" I informed James. He took off his mask and he stared at me, looking a little angry.
"...Will?"
I looked at him in confusion.
"Yeah, Will. Will Drake. You know, the guy who's in the lobby sorting everything out" I reminded James. He still didn't look pleased. (TW) I sourced out a blade and I picked up the mans wrists and I slit them vertically. I did it with the other wrist and I threw the blade away. I sat down on the toilet seat and I waited for when we can throw him out.
"Maybe we should both go talk to Will" James said to me. I looked up and him and scoffed.
"So now you don't trust me?" I asked him. He opened the window and looked back at me.
"You seem to be comfortable with him"
"Yeah, I am. He's a good friend"
"No, Grace. You admire him... admit it"
"Oh wowwww! Yeah... yeah totally... mhmmmm! Sorry I can't have guy friends!"
"I know when you're friendly and when you're friendly"
"Ha! Okay, let's talk about you and the countess then! Sucking each other's faces in the corridors. Oh please"
"That was before there was anything going on between me and you!"
"I haven't ever kissed Will!"
"There's a first time for everything, darling"
"Oh fuck you James!"
"Such foul language on a lady"
"This is the 21st century, not the 19th"
"What is wrong with you?!"
"What's wrong with ME!! I was stuck in here with an asshole who wanted to get in my pants. I didn't kill him there as much as I wanted to because I know you wanted to do that! I wanted to do it together, James!"
"I've already sincerely apologised"
"Where were you... REALLY!"
"I was aiding the Cortez, you think I was with the countess?"
"I wouldn't be surprised"
"Oh.. really?" James suddenly grabbed the man and hauled him out the window. I did a little jump from when I heard him hit the floor. James was then covered in his blood. I closed my eyes and a tear rolled down.
"I am not a cheater - I am a modest man" James told me. I bit my lip with my eyes still closed.
"Maybe your father was indeed correct about you" he spat at me. I looked at him, my eyes were filled with tears and I could tell James instantly regretted his decision.
"Oh, okay. A modest man shouldn't be with a slut anyway" I stood up and I quickly ran out the bathroom.
"Grace!" He shouted but I kept running. I swung open the door and I ran out, I kicked off my shoes so I could run faster then I ran straight to my room instead of retrieving my clothes from the vacant room.
I swung open my door and I slammed it shut. I threw off the dress, ripping it - including the socks - and I put on a hoodie and leggings and I jumped into bed. I covered my face with a pillow as I cried. James sees me as a slut? I couldn't believe what he said. He knew it would hurt me. I wish I died outside the hotel, I did not want to be stuck here with James anymore. I didn't even want to go to the masquerade today that was in a few hours. I might even go to the masquerade with Kai just to tell James to shove it. UGH! It's all ruined, I don't want to leave this room anymore...
"Why the tears?"
I knew it was the countess from her voice. I kept my head dug in the pillow so she wouldn't see my face.
"I'm not going" I told her.
"The masquerade? But you planned it, and you promised mummy dearest you would be there" she reminded me. How does she know everything?
"Why are you crying?" She repeated her question at me. I finally rolled over and wiped my tears using my sleeve.
"Me and James had a fight. Fuck... I'm not leaving my room" I tucked my knees into my chest, I was in a ball. The countess sat beside me and she wiped a single tear away using her finger.
"What was the fight about?" She asked me. I looked at her for a split second then looked away.
"I.... it doesn't matter" I mumbled.
"Well, if you're not willing to tell me." She stood up and held her hand out to me.
"Oh, so James sent you to come and try lead me out my room?" I asked her. She only chuckled.
"James wouldn't ask a thing off me. I'm simply here to give you a makeover" she told me. I hesitantly took her hand she she lead me out the room to her suite. I took in the scenery. There was so much original art work and the interior design was magnificent.
"Drink?" She asked me. I nodded my head at her and she walked over to her mini bar and poured some whiskey for us both. I walked over to her and she handed me a glass.
"I should really be hating your guts for what you did to me" I said as I sipped the alcohol. She smirked as she also sipped some.
"It's in the past" she whispered to me.
"Now, about this makeover" she put her glass down and took my hand - without my permission - and she lead me up a small flight of stairs to a grand bed. It looked like it could fit four people on it, five even.
"Sit" she instructed me. I went and sat down on her bed and it was like I melted in it. I fell backwards on it and embraced the silky sheets and soft mattress.
She later came in with a purple dress and some accessories.
Oh... my god" I murmured under my breath.
"You like it?" She asked as she held it up for me to see better.
"Thats an original, there's like five of them in the world!" I gasped.
"Yes... I got it at an auction, you do know a thing or do about fashion don't you?" She smirked as she handed it over to me.
"I would be a little concerned if I didn't, even when I'm in the industry myself" I smiled at her as I checked the label to see if it was for my body type - it was.
"Try it on" she informed me as she pressed a cigarette against her lips and lit it.
"Uh... are you sure?" I asked her. She nodded her head at me. She left the bedroom and shut the two elegant doors. I quickly undressed and I carefully put on the piece of art. She knocked three times.
"Come in!" I hollered. She swung open the doors slowly and she smirked at the sight of me. I brushed off the outfit and looked at her for her opinion. She smiled at me as she let out a puff of smoke.
"You look... incredible" she informed me.
"James will really know what he's been missing out on" the countess said to me. She smiled as she walked over and sorted out a few things.
"Now for the hair and makeup" she smiled as she put a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Come on"
She lead me to a small desk, it was neat and tidy full of all these expensive brands and she cleaned my face and did some makeup for me.
"Are you going?" I asked her. She smiled at me then added some more blush on me.
"Maybe" she responded.
"You should go" I begged of her.
"I might watch from afar. But this 'death' you have planned does seem entertaining to watch" she smirked.
"It won't be for me. I'm going to tell Ja-" I cleared my throat "I'm going to tell Liz or Tristan, maybe even Sally, if they can hold my mum back from seeing 'me dead'. She's too fragile to see me in the state I'm going to be in" I informed the countess. She curled my hair as she kept glancing at me through the mirror.
"You're too sweet" she said to me.
"When I want to be. I can be an ass sometimes, I blanked out my friends for a few days, fell out with my dad, killed a few people... shouted at James" I bit my lip and looked down.
"All valid reasons behind it, dont beat yourself up" she whispered in my ear.
The countess had done my makeover, and I was honestly amazing. I looked superior and I felt it too in this dress. I checked the time and it was time for the masquerade.
"It's probably started now" I informed the countess. We were both sat on the couch and she had a robe on and she didn't do much about her hair, it was still cute. She didn't have any makeup on and she looked really pretty without it and she didn't exactly attempt to cover up her chest but it was still a cute look and we were in her suite. She sipped her glass and I finished mine since I had to leave.
"Please do change your mind and come down" I begged off her as I put my glass down and stood up, brushing off my outfit.
"Maybe, since you asked so sweetly" she smiled at me. I smiled back at her and I walked to the door And left. I headed over to the elevator and called for it. The doors opened and I walked in, I pressed the ground floor button. It suddenly stopped and the doors opened, Liz entered with Tristan.
"Oh my goodness" Liz gasped as she entered the elevator with me.
"You are honestly stealing the show in an outfit like that" Liz smiled at me. I chuckled at her comment and I looked at her outfit - she really dressed up.
"And look at you, gotta let me borrow that dress one day" I giggled as I felt the fabric on her dress, it was silky.
"You can take any dress you like"
We both laughed together and I went to hug Tristan.
"You look good too" I informed him. We let go of each other and he smiled at me.
"Yeah, you look great though" Tristan spoke.
"If you don't mind my asking, Grace. But have you and James fallen out?" Liz asked me, tapping me on the shoulder.
"Oh.. uh, yeah... it's nothing though." I promised her.
"Well, although i know you're lying... I'll let it slide for now! Once this whole thing is over and you're 'dead' you better talk to me, sweet" she warned me. I rolled my eyes and nodded.
"You got the blood?" Tristan asked me with his hands in his pockets.
"All prepped and ready" I sighed, prepping myself for the elevator doors to open and seeing everyone's faces.
The doors swung open and it was honestly a party.