Chapter 9 is now officially complete! :D Yay I've finally recieved a new reviewer! Thank you so much SleepyWolf2365, I am so glad you hate Blue, he was just made to be hated, except he was actually one of my favorite characters in Sucker Punch :S lol Anyway! I have plans for the next chapter, and I will start writing it ASAP! Though I may throw out one or two of the points, we'll see how it goes, I may write a little hidden chapter sort of thing. So! Much appreciated if you want to review. I'll do my best to reply to as many of them as I can.

Disclaimer - I don't own anything from the movies Burlesque or Sucker Punch, I do however own Tina and any other new character you see


She knew what she was about to see, still she had not prepared herself, to see Alexis holding himself firmly against the two contortionists, putting himself into incredibly intimate positions with them.
She found her breath escaping in short wisps, her anger flared, and shattered her newly regained common sense when she saw him twisting into every possible arrangement one could imagine, and just over half they had achieved together, to the audience's amusement.
She lost herself in an animalistic rage. She wanted to hurt him, every fibre of his being, and she knew how she could when she saw him, laughing away with the rest of the crowd. A sinister smile crossed her lips as she strode to him, and sat across his lap with her bare legs crossed and her hands linked behind his neck. And without a second wasted she leant in to him, crashing her lips over his. And all she could hear was the sound of the music mixing into the laughter as she sunk every bit of effort and passion into the heated kiss.

At first Blue was shocked, having been taken by such an immediate surprise, but within a moment he had settled, and placed his hands on her; one at the back of her head, gripping he hair tightly, while the other trailed up her thigh, beneath the folds of her robe. She quivered when his thumb rubbed the inside of her leg, but her moan was muffled by his tongue. She could taste him, along with the whiskey and smoke.
She grasped his hair and pulled away at the light but shrill twang of a triangle, and spoke in an alluring breath against his ear,
"You're taking me home tonight."


She went backstage with the intention to corner Alexis and let out the last bits of her anger, before her rational mind could take the opportunity.

She caught him by the staircase, and when he faced her she struck him, with as much strength as she could muster, across the cheek.

"I hate you, I really do," she exclaimed, without caring who had heard, ignoring the few people she had attracted, "After that I despise you! What the hell was that? I was going to apologise and suggest we find a way to work us out. I regretted everything that happened, but now." She paused to give him a scathing glare, "You can just go to hell for all I care." He shook Georgia away when the red head tried to restrain her,

"Wait, you're getting mad about what I did out there?" he asked her, "Why? It's just job, isn't it?"

"No, Alexis. You're the host. You let people in, let them out when they want to leave, and kick them out when they get out of hand. You don't perform."

"Tess asked me to, I had to," he said through gritted teeth,

"Oh don't give me that shit! You went out there to get back at me! And you know it." She screamed at him, causing the small crowd gradually grow around them. "You think that you're a better person, and that you're more mature, but really you're no better than I am. You're a child, and I can't deal with it anymore!" she cried, now allowing Georgia to leave a hand on her shoulder, "If this is how it's going to be between us, we aren't going to work out."

He dropped his gaze for a moment, but when he looked back up he was no longer angry, but hurt, "So what do we do now?"

"We need to take a break."

"So, that's it? We're over?"

She shakes her head, blankly, "We've been over since the start, we've just been too stupid to notice."

She turned away from him, unable to deal with the rush of emotion building up inside, leaving her head spiralling out of control, and left him before she could see his final reaction, to find the one woman who could help her calm her nerves.


She was found there, sitting behind the desk of her office, pouring over papers with her fingers through her long black hair, a near empty glass beside her elbow.

"Tess?" Tina's voice had become soft, her vulnerability clear as she slowly stepped toward her.

She let out an exhausted sigh when she looked up at her, revealing light tear stains beneath her eyes,

"It's nothing for you to worry about," she choked, answering Tina's unasked question, "What do you want?"

"You're the strongest woman I know, Tess. You haven't had a man since Vince and you're perfectly fine with that," Tina started,

"So you wanted advice on your own love life," the older woman finished for her, "So you two finally ended it?"

The brunette blushed lightly, "You heard that?"

"Honey, I think the whole club heard you," Tess laughed quietly, with a weak smile,

"Oh." Tina sat down in front of her, embarrassed and confused, "Well, yeah. I need your advice. Tell me what to do?" she begged, her eyes pleading for her help.

"Blue's caught your eye, hasn't he." Her smile faded with that statement, being replaced by a stern frown,

"You don't like him."

"I don't trust him," Tess told her, "There are good men out there, who want to keep you happy, and safe, and loved. And there are bad men, like Blue. You'll learn who you can trust and who you can't. I know I can't tell you what to do with your personal life, but I want you to be safe. If it were me I would stay as far away from him as possible, but you're a smart girl, you'll make the right decision for yourself."

Tina nodded slowly, sadly, "What about Alexis?"

"That's all up to you. Can you see yourself with him in the long run? Maybe get married and pop a couple of kids out with him?"

She laughed softly, "I used to, but now . . . no, not anymore."

The older woman gave her a comforting smile, and reached over with a motherly hand. "There's your answer."