Everything You Know Is Wrong
7. Don't Worry Everything's Just Fine
"Mom, how are you doing? Are you feeling nauseous?"
"Kitty dear, I'm fine. I'm basically numb to the pain by now. Let me get you a chair."
"No. Don't move. I'll get myself one. If you aren't nauseous should I get the nurse to bring you dinner?"
"Kitty, don't worry about me. It's not my first chemo."
"Right, sorry. How long will they let me stay with you?"
"An hour or two more, I don't know. But you can't stay that long, dear. It's a school night. You need to get home."
"I can study here. I'll wait for you to fall asleep."
"No, you don't have to. Your father is probably waiting for you to get home. You shouldn't keep him waiting."
"He should be here."
"It upsets him to see me in this state. Plus he has to work longer hours to make up for not having my paycheck anymore."
"That doesn't excuse him."
"Kitty he's your father… He'll be all you have if I…"
"You'll be fine. Don't talk like that."
"Kitty, just … make sure he's eaten when you get home. If you're late he'll try to make something himself, and you know he's inept with the oven. He'll just burn everything…"
…
Inside the club there were people dancing, drinking, or just talking. Some were dressed normally, but others had on what could best be described as fetish outfits. Kitty looked down at the dresses her and Sugar were wearing and she really couldn't tell which group she fell into.
After finding an empty spot to stop and talk, Sugar turned to Kitty and said, "Why don't you explore the club by yourself for a little while and then come and find me." The music was loud so Sugar had to get up very close to Kitty's ear to say that.
Kitty was confused and afraid again, but Sugar gave her hands a squeeze and had a 'trust me' expression on her face. Kitty just nodded. Sugar started to walk away, but then Kitty realized something, "Wait! How will I know where you are?" She had to shout over the crowd noise and music.
"THEY'LL know. Just ask someone." And then Kitty watched Sugar disappear into the crowd.
Kitty did as Sugar had told her do. She began exploring other parts of the club. She came across several large metal doors that said "PRIVATE" in big block letters printed on them.
Outside one of them were two girls covered in piercings and tattoos. They were busy making out, but as soon as Kitty walked by, one girl pulled away from the other. She produced a small flower from her pocket and then placed it in Kitty's hair behind her ear. She said, "Welcome," and kissed both her cheeks.
It was incredibly disconcerting. This was exactly the reason she had been worried about Sugar leaving her alone. Everyone in the club was acting like they were on tons of drugs. Eventually, the girls went back to making out as if Kitty had never been there, so Kitty walked away.
On the dancefloor there were a lot people dancing. Some looked to be alone, just enjoying the music and, presumably, the drugs in their systems. Others were in couples, dancing in various states of undress, forgoing any desires for privacy and simply seducing each other in front of the whole crowd.
Kitty tried to force her way through everyone, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Kitty was scared, lost, and feeling alone. Then a hand grabbed hers and pulled her through the mass of people into one of those quiet spots.
Kitty leaned against the wall for support and took several deep breaths. Her rescuer spoke up and said, "I couldn't help but notice you were in trouble. Are you doing alright?" The voice was female, and it had a low seductive quality to it. For a second at first, Kitty thought she recognized the voice, but it couldn't be who she thought it was.
She turned around and looked upon her rescuer with the sexy voice. She had on form-hugging black catsuit with an opening in the chest to display her cleavage. She had on an ornate black mask that covered most of her face. Her lips were all that Kitty could see. She was blonde, like Kitty, and had her hair in a high ponytail not dissimilar from the style the Cheerios were forced to wear.
Seeing this girl's hairstyle made Kitty realize whom she was thinking of when she first heard the voice. This mysterious dominatrix-dressed rescuer could be Quinn Fabray's doppelganger. It wasn't Quinn though, there were differences, but she kept having to do double-takes.
"What are so afraid of?" she asked Kitty.
"My friend," Kitty began, "she left me alone. Everybody's acting so strange. I don't know what to do."
"Shhh," she pulled Kitty close to her and whispered in her ear, "Everything's just fine." Kitty could feel her breath on her ear and it gave her tingles all over. "Take this." She held up a small yellow pill.
"But…"
"Don't Think. Don't Worry." Kitty looked at this woman's eyes beneath her mask face and saw sincerity there. "You're safe here. We're all friends."
Kitty picked the pill up out of the woman's hand and quickly swallowed it.
The pill showed its effects very quickly. Kitty began to feel the world around her almost slow down and fade away. She began to feel the music in her bones, and she swayed back forth enjoying it. The blonde Not Quinn stayed at her side and danced with her. She put her hands on top of Kitty's shoulders and swayed with her.
Kitty opened her eyes and the swirl of colors around the club amazed her. She felt this stranger's hands on her body and she was no longer afraid. She became numb to the craziness of all the people around her.
Kitty and her rescuer moved to an upstairs area overlooking the dancefloor. There was not one else up there, it was just the two of them. The woman sat down on a sofa and patted the spot next to her inviting Kitty over.
But Kitty did not sit. She thought back to Sugar's apartment. She remembered the way Sugar had sat her down in a chair and performed for her. She remembered how arousing it had been, and her body began to move to the music again. She walked slowly over to the other woman just as Sugar had walked to her and sat down in her lap. She began to grind her hips on top of this woman's lap and her body felt like it was on fire. Kitty felt the woman's hands on her body and there was electricity there and it was powerful.
Kitty brought her hands up to the mask hiding this woman's face from her. She found the straps at the mask's edge and her hands hovered there. After getting a nod of permission, Kitty undid the straps.
Kitty couldn't believe it, but when she looked down, she honestly thought she saw the face of Quinn Fabray. But that was impossible, she told herself. The lights of the club were blinding her, or the drugs in her system were making her see things. That had to be the reason. Quinn Fabray could not be here, she kept repeating in her mind.
But all of those thoughts went away when she felt lips come up to meet her own. She melted into the kiss as huge waves of drug-fueled pleasure ripped through her body. She opened her eyes after the kiss ended, and still all she could see was Quinn. Kitty thought finally, to Hell with it, she was going to fuck this woman whether she had the face of her former friend and mentor or not.
Kitty felt Quinn's right hand cupping her breast, and her left grabbed her ass. Kitty continued to grind her hips into the woman's legs, and since Sugar had not supplied her with any underwear to wear, Kitty's bare pussy was rubbing directly on the leather. She started to moan and then they kissed again.
Quinn then grabbed hold of both sides of Kitty's hips and stopped her rubbings. She then rolled Kitty off her lap and placed her at her side of the couch. Kitty wanted to protest, but soon there was no reason for it because Quinn lifted her dress up to her stomach to get at her pussy.
Quinn sucked on Kitty's neck while she moved her flat palm against Kitty's pussy. She pressed down on Kitty's clit and then also slightly pushed into Kitty's pussy with her middle finger. She continued to rub up and down, giving Kitty a lot of pleasure, but still leaving her wanting more.
At that moment, two other people walked upstairs and took a position nearby Kitty and her partner. It was a man in a business suit and woman whose face was painted to look like a tiger. She started to give him a blow job right there, not caring they weren't the only ones there.
Kitty wasn't sure what to do, but she certainly didn't want Quinn to stop fucking her. So she covered her mouth with her own hand to stop them from hearing her when she moaned. Quinn began sucking on Kitty's earlobe while increasing the speed of her hand atop Kitty's pussy. Kitty released a long moan, and like she had planned it was muffled by her hand. Quinn saw what Kitty had done, so she took her free hand and covered Kitty's mouth for her. Kitty then took both her hands and pulled Quinn closer to her, moaning out another muffled moan.
On the other side of the overhang, the man was already cumming and shooting his load all over his companion's face. But Kitty paid him no attention. Her hands found the zipper on the front of Quinn's catsuit. As soon as Kitty lowered it, her breasts spilled out and Kitty took one to her lips. She teased the nipple with her tongue, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the other couple get up to leave.
As soon as they were gone, Quinn rolled Kitty over onto her stomach and slapped her hard on the ass. Kitty was surprised and cried out from the pain. Kitty braced herself on the sofa in case another came, but it end with one. One of Quinn's hands found Kitty's pussy again, and resumed its earlier rhythm. Quinn's other hand danced across Kitty's ass cheeks before coming to rest at Kitty's asshole.
Kitty didn't have much of a sexual history before arriving in Los Angeles, so her only experience with anything anal was at bible camp with a boy who decided to fuck her ass because he thought fucking her pussy would have been a sin. So when she felt fingers begin to probe her asshole, it was not a familiar feeling, but nevertheless, incredibly hot.
Now getting fingered in both holes, Kitty was soon getting closer and closer to cumming. In her ear, she heard Quinn's voice ordering her to, "CUM. CUM. CUM FOR ME."
A multitude of colors filled her vision. Kitty wasn't sure if they were lights from the dancefloor, or if they were all in her mind. She found herself struggling to breath normally. She screamed out, "OH GOD YES! FUCK ME QUINN!" and with that she came. She opened her eyes and all she could see were colors. It was like the end of the weird space movie Artie had made her watch years ago.
Quinn grabbed her hands and stood her on her feet. She pulled Kitty toward her and gave her and hungry kiss. On Quinn's tongue she could taste herself, but she thought she tasted different from how she tasted when kissing Sugar.
Sugar… Kitty realized she had forgotten about Sugar. She was supposed to go and find her. With the drugs and the sex, she had forgotten. So, Kitty pulled away from Quinn's kiss determined to go find Sugar. But she quickly realized standing and walking so soon after cumming was a bad idea. She stumbled and would have fallen had she not caught herself on a nearby table.
"Watch yourself there, Sweetheart," said the woman from behind her.
Kitty turned around expecting to see Quinn like before, but now she was met with a completely different face. She had been right in her assertions that Quinn had not been here. Her mind had been playing tricks on her.
Kitty took another look at this woman. Although it was obviously not Quinn Fabray, she did in fact recognize this woman. She was the female bartender from the night before who had replaced the bartender Sugar had fucked, the one who asked her if she was alright when she left the bathroom. Kitty got an eerie feeling.
The woman walked up to Kitty and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Who was 'Quinn' to you?"
Kitty stammered and really thought about how to answer that question. "Someone … someone I wanted to be … at one time."
"What made you not want to be her anymore? What changed?"
"Everything changed."
"If you could lives with her right now, would you?"
"… No."
"Why not?"
"Because then I wouldn't be me anymore. In spite of all the horrible things that happened to me, I never changed who I was…"
"Well then…"
She grabbed Kitty by the hand. She led Kitty through the myriad of strange people. They approached one of those doors marked PRIVATE, and she knocked on it twice.
Before the door opened, she turned to Kitty and kissed her. She pulled away, and shouted into the room, "She's ready." Then taking her hand again, she walked Kitty into the room.
more to come...
