Summary: Paul was invited to a formal event, and Cherry tags along. Things go awry.
(AU where paul works in an office building, instead of a drug store. All other elements of backstory and personality stay the same.)
Warnings: implications of a panic attack, life threatening, and implications of past abuse.
"Wow..." Cherry's eyes lit up at the sight of the ballroom. The chandilier gleamed brightly, and the waiters were all dressed up.
So this was a formal event...
She fumbled with her tie to keep it from suffocating her, while still keeping their arm looped around paul's.
"Damn, this place is packed, huh?"
The two roamed around the large dancefloor, exploring a bit.
And yet out of the corner of her eye, Cherry spotted someone.
Someone familiar.
Their silky, blood red dress that reached to their knees fit on their frame perfectly, as if it was tailored to them and them only. The person's long black hair fell to their waist, with very few grey streaks occasionally lining it. The feathered blue boa looped around their shoulders, only held in place by their arms. In between two fingers held a long smoker.
It was her so called 'Mother'.
Cherry felt her chest tighten and her breathing became rapid.
Not again not again not again NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN
They gripped their companion's arm tighter, starting to regret her decision of coming here.
"P..." She was unable to produce words.
He glanced over, seeing now. Cherry was terrified.
"Kid?" All they could do was point. At her.
The latter was chatting it up with a waitress, and glanced over at the pair. Cherry whimpered and gripped harder.
As the lady, that MONSTER in a human body, strolled over in her black platform heels, the teen ducked behind the older of the pair.
"Ah! Hello Paul!" The woman said in a smooth, rich asshole-ish voice; it was the kind you'd hear in movies.
"Ms. Peters." Paul held a strained smile at the latter.
"Please, just call me Donna! I hear you're the star employee?" The ex-mother, now known as Donna, queried.
"I guess you could say that?" Oh boy...
Donna hadn't noticed her former child on the verge of a meltdown behind him. Hopefully it will stay that-
"And who'd this behind you?"
Shit.
"Uh-" Cherry choked on her own words.
Jesus christ.
"Well, uh, that's-" Crap, crap, come up with a name Paul! "-Salle! I'm...." He hesitated. "...babysitting her?"
The CEO looked doubtful for a second. Cherry gulped, 'This is it for me...' they thought.
"Ms. Peters! Hello over there!" A voice called from the crowd of refined rich people. CEOs of their own companies, I suppose.
"Goodbye now!" She smiled. "And one more thing to you..." She leaned into Cherry's ear.
"I know who you are. I will make sure neither of you leave this event. And once I get you alone, you will be nothing but a stuffed doll in my collection."
To be continued...?
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Ok WOW that took an hour to write.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!
Some explanation:
Donna Peters is a CEO, and the former mother of Anna 1.
Cherry's name is Anna Peters, while Paul's is Paul K. Stelins.
I wanna write more for Donna (and eventually make a ref sheet for her, cherry, and bee), but for now, have this!
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You’re on the stairs of the apartment building, a little physical activity never hurt anyone and it’s not that far a climb... for you, when you hear someone slowly making their way down the stairs humming some tune that sounds so familiar.. nostalgic. It makes your stomach turn. And you pause for a moment on the landing to snap yourself out of it. Refocus.. center.... Now someone’s.. calling your name? Loudly. With excitement. Garbled with other words as you try to tune out the past.
But your eyes snap open when you feel the presence stop next to you, breathing hard. You turn your head. Eyes go wide. This... this can’t be.
This is a hallucination by those scientists right? This really couldn’t be her, the one you’ve longed to see for so long, who brought color into your world when you became disenchanted with it and the former hero who created it.
“Shite, that’s cold.” Colin grumbled, half-talking to himself. After a long day at work he was exhausted, stressed, and it desperate need for some form of escape. What better than to jump in the lake? The water was freezing, but it served it’s purpose in numbing his senses, allowing him to relax- if even for a moment. He tossed his shirt to the side as he climbed out of the water, totally oblivious to his nearby surroundings.
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