This is my first fanfic on Sucker Punch, so don't get mad at me if it's not to your liking. I do not own any of the Sucker Punch characters, just my characters. This is set in the 2nd reality, and Babydoll is just taken back into the club and Blue doesn't kill her (or rape her). Babydoll will show up soon… trust me! This story is going to be all in my character's P.O.V. except maybe one part which will belong to Babydoll (but it's really small). Anyway, Italics are my Character's thoughts. When he or anyone else is singing it will be in Bold. I hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Babydoll/OC
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True Love in a World of Lies
?'s P.O.V.
What a strange place. It kind of looks like a prison… are we in the right place? I thought to myself as I parked my car behind the large iron gates, in front of the gigantic club/hotel/night club that my boss likes to go to every weekend. My boss is the mayor of our town.
"Alex." He says with gruff.
I turned to look at his chubby, old face. "Yes sir?"
He comes waddling over to me and says "You know I do business with the man that owns this club… right?"
"Yes sir. What is it sir?"
"You see. Normally the owner, Blue, sings with his partner before the show starts, but since he 'hurt' his shoulder a week ago. He can't perform until it's fully healed, and he needs an opening act. If you win the audition, it'll increase his trust in me. Creating more business between me and Blue. You understand Alex?" He says putting a hand on my shoulder.
"Sort of sir. But… why me?"
He quietly chuckles, he then says "Kid. You've got an amazing voice, and you can move. You are also my most loyal employee. Who better than you to enter?"
I didn't know I was that good, or that I was very trustworthy. So… I guess he's got a point. "Alright! I'll do it sir!" I said with fiery determination.
"That's my boy! Now let's go." He says walking up the steps to the big double doors, a cigar in his mouth.
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As we enter through the double oak doors, I took in the beauty of the club's lounge and lobby area. Crimson carpets that went everywhere, red striped wallpaper, read velvet chairs with complementary tables, and a magnificent stage. This was one fancy club! Suddenly a man in a white suit comes up to me and my boss, with an arm brace on his left arm.
"Mayor! Go to see you!" he says giving my boss a "guy" hug.
"Go to see you Blue, how's the arm?"
Blue's smile turns into a grimace. "Good. Much better than it was a week ago, but still can't perform. So what brings you here and who's the kid?" pointing to me.
"This is Alex and he is actually the reason I'm here."
"Oh! Do tell?"
"Well… We heard that you were injured and looking for an opening act. So I decided to let the kid try out."
Blue looked me up and down. He then turned to my boss with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't worry. This kid has got talent in both dancing and singing. Trust me when I say, that he… without a doubt… will catch your attention more than anyother person who tries out."
Blue just laughs and says "Oh really! Well… I'll let Vera be the judge of that." He walks over to me and hands me a piece of paper with the number 13 on it. "Here's your number. I hope you don't disappoint." And walks away to the bar behind him.
My boss and I sit down in what he tells me is his usual spot, and waited for my number to be called. My boss told me to sing the best "bad boy" song I knew, and I wondered why but did as I was told. Finally my number was called and walked on to the stage. A polish woman, standing in front of a caset player, suddenly asked me "What song will you be sing?"
"U-Um. I-I'll be singing Don't Trust Me by 3OH!3. I hope you enjoy." I grabbed the microphone and the band started to play.
Black dress with the tights underneath.
I've got the breath of her last cigarrete on my teeth.
And she's an actress, but she ain't got no need.
She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east.
T-T-T-Tongues. Always pressed to your cheeks,
while my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth.
T-tell your boyfriend.
If he says "He's got beef"
That I'm a vegetarian and I'm not fucking scared of him!
She wants to touch me. Woah!
She wants to love me. Woah!
She'll never leave me. Woah!
Woah! Oh, oh!
Don't trust a hoe.
Never trust a hoe.
Won't trust a hoe.
Cause she won't trust me.
She wants to touch me. Woah!
She wants to love me. Woah!
She'll never leave me. Woah!
Woah! Oh, oh!
Don't trust a hoe.
Never trust a hoe.
Won't trust a hoe.
Cause she won't trust me.
X's on the back of your hands,
wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands.
And the set list,
you stole off the stage,
has red and purple lipstick all over the page.
Br-br-br-bruises,
cover your arms.
Shaking in the fingers with a bottle in your palm.
And the best is,
no one knows who are.
Just another girl… alone at the bar.
She wants to touch me. Woah!
She wants to love me. Woah!
She'll never leave me. Woah!
Woah! Oh, oh!
Don't trust a hoe.
Never trust a hoe.
Won't trust a hoe.
Cause she won't trust me.
She wants to touch me. Woah!
She wants to love me. Woah!
She'll never leave me. Woah!
Woah! Oh, oh!
Don't trust a hoe.
Never trust a hoe.
Won't trust a hoe.
Cause she won't trust me.
Shush girl! Shut your lips!
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said shush girl! Shut your lips!
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said shush girl! Shut you lips!
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips!
(Band playing in the background)
She wants to touch me. Woah!
She wants to love me. Woah!
She'll never leave me. Woah!
Woah! Oh, oh!
Don't trust a hoe.
Never trust a hoe.
Won't trust a hoe.
Cause she won't trust me.
She wants to touch me. Woah!
She wants to love me. Woah!
She'll never leave me. Woah!
Woah! Oh, oh!
Don't trust a hoe.
Never trust a hoe.
Won't trust a hoe.
Cause she won't trust me.
I finally finished the song, I looked into the crowd and my boss was giving me one of his proud smiles. I could tell Blue was impressed, but when I looked a Vera… well… let's just say she was not impressed. She comes close to the stage and says "Did you pick this song, or were you told to pick a song like this? And don't lie… answer me truthfully."
"Sigh." Well… I guess I have to tell her. "No. I didn't want to sing this song." I say turning to get off stage when she stops me saying.
"Sing again."
"Wait... Really? Why?"
"You have an amazing gift, but I want you to sing a song that you relate to. Now… sing again."
"Okay."
Time to blow her mind with not what my boss wants… but with what I want.
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Please review! I was listening to Don't Trust Me by 3OH!3 when I was thinking what Alex would sing for his audition, and thought it was a song that Blue would like to hear from Alex. So that's the song I pick. Don't worry the next song I pick will be more of who Alex is. Trust me!