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Kitty did feel glorious, despite her foot. She stretched languidly in her small bed, moaning as she forgot her foot which caught on the brass frame, it wasn't as painful as it had been and within the end of the week she was sure she would have be back on the stage. She had been keeping in shape with yoga as much as her tender foot would allow but now that she could put weight on without flinching she was back to prancing around her front room. They seldom used their front room, save for family gathering so Kitty was free stretch her stiff body, for weeks it had been yearning to have a good workout.
Her shirt slid up toned stomach as she stretched herself into the warrior pose, moaning as her knotted muscles starched sinfully as her brown tassels clung loses to her thin sheen of sweat that layered her skin. Slowly she lowered herself into a handstand, huffing at her unsteady her arms where and how stiff her leg where as she tried and failed to position them in the perfect split, dame the accident.
'Well it looks like someone is back to normal, must be something to do with last night.' Bertie called from the door way, mouth half full in the bacon sandwich he a was munching down on. She and Granny where not as religious as they once were but they didn't eat pork, during the war they ate anything they could get their hands on, but now she and Granny followed they parents devote following, more as a tribute to them then for their own, it didn't stop a few packets of sausages and bacon Bertie smuggled in for them to cook when Elsa wasn't paying too much attention to his diet.
'Did you seal the deal? Which one got it? Or was it both?' the older man raised his eyebrow comically as he learned in further with a lecherous look plastered across his sauce smeared face.
Smiling to herself, she ignored the man's comments and let herself stretch a little more, hoping it would loosen her up.
'Bertie shut up' she scolded lightly as she stood, rolling her neck. 'They were perfect gentleman' she moaned as she felt her neck click several times.
'Oh so it means they didn't get it in your hair? Or that they pulled out before…..' the rude comments were cut off by the forcefully and urgent t buzz of the doorbell.
'Before you say another word, answer that door, you don't want the Krays to over hear any of your sick thoughts.' She purred jokily, she knew it wasn't the boy's, they told her that they had business at the club and they would pick her up the next day for work if she still wanted to, not like the boys wanted her to but she wasn't going to let them stop her.
Dry swallow a half chewed bite of his sandwich before he disappeared from sight, she loved that man but sometimes he really needed a filter and to get out of the gutter every now and again. But in all honesty since the date last night her mind had gone to the gutter, having both men pushed up against her in the back seat of a chair, hands wandering in place they really shouldn't and mouths doing unspeakable things to her flesh, she was almost tempted to ask them to come in, but with 4 people listen it was ideal, plus she wasn't exactly sure how that part of their relationship worked. It took her full 20 minutes to get away from them once they pulled up outside her house, when she got one of them off her the other one latched on.
She was brought out of her steamy memories by Shirley, Lois and Joyce who piled in. With a cheer she flung herself at Lois giving her a big hug.
'Guys you didn't need to come; I could have met you at the club tomorrow! You did know I was coming back right?' her enthusiasm sounded cautious as she pulled back to look at her friend fully with narrow eyes.
'That the thing… we don't think you should come back yet; we have something to tell you.'
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The brother had just finished a long session with their lawyer and had closed their self-off in their office, they were too in edge to pretend to converse with the drunken crowd. Ronnie was hidden behind the some magazine while Reggie pulled the collar of the shirt grinning at the glorious red mark that gifted his skin. Kitty had more than lived up to her nickname was definitely their little Kitty Kat, the things he was going to do with her made the confinement of his trousers torturous. But all too soon, the thought of his early meeting began to creep into his mind. If his appeal didn't work out he would have to go away, that didn't bother him, but he would be away from his brother and Kitty, he wasn't jealous of Ronnie having her all to himself, he was scared his brother would do something stupid to spoil it. Kitty was one of a kind after all.
'Reg…' Ronnie started dropping his magazine to look at his brother.
'Yes Ron.'
'Do you think Kitty would like to go on a proper date'
Reggie was literary gobsmacked, when did Ron ever think of anything like that. He loved his brother he really did, but he wasn't romantic and he wasn't a charmer, give him credit he had his moments but other than that he was pretty much hopeless. Moving closer, his eyes flickered over the magazine he had been reading.
'Are you reading…Cosmopolitan? …You know that a women magazine….Right? Your not turning all poofy on me?'
'What you sayin? I was just thinking girls like that shit and it might help us you know' Ronnie lisped as he looked over his glasses at his brother
'We can't exactly take her on a date together, especially in public, you know how she is' Reg reasoned, falling harshly into the leather chair with a groan.
His brother gave him a grunt in response as he went back to his women magazine, a grunt to express a multiple of meanings for him, happy or same it could tell it all. Which one got to publicly date her wasn't on his mind at the minute, the court appeal was on his mind and Frances, that was something he had put off way to long, did he like her more than Kitty? It was something he would have to put off till after word of his appeal came through. Musing for a moment an idea clicked into place.
'We are twins, identical'
'And?' Ronnie snapped looking up, he was defiantly a sulkier.
'So one of us dates her public and we can swap placed when we want, take it in turns to take her out and all that bollocks. No one would know, and when I go inside she still protected.' It was a fantastic idea, he could keep Frances on a back burner for now till he decided and Kitty would be theirs.
'Your not going to prison, the lawyer ponce will sort it out, or will 'ave him' his twin grunted, throwing a random glass from beside him against the wall, it shattered into a million pieces before the door, crunching underfoot as Frankie entered with a random cleaner at his feet looking a little worse for wear with worry, as he coward behind the other man.
'What do you want! We are in discussion' Reggie cut in smoothly as Ronnie breathed heavily at them, snarling quietly, like a bull ready to charge.
'Reg…Ron we got a problem in your girls dressing room, you'll want to see it'
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The four of them piled into the narrow room and gathered round the small vanity, the jars and vase where pushed to the side, revealing the horror that they hid. Shared of glass where scattered among the various tubes of makeup, the mirror had a huge chunks of missing from it but the red waxy substance was still readable.
DIE
'Why hasn't this been brought to our attention before?'
The bent old women shuffled forward and looked wearly at the men shoes, 'The girls wouldn't let me….they left early so I came to clean and….' She trailed off worriedly, as both men stared dead at her as she shuffled back trying to distance herself of from them.
'Where did they go' Reggie growled.
The old women shrugged playing awkwardly with her hands, Ian step Forward knocking the older women as he draw closer to the brothers learning closer as he spoke. 'One of the girls said they went to speak your girl looking really worried.'
'Get the car! NOW'
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'Girls we have had this before, why are you so worried now?' Kitty spoke slowly as she leaned into the sofa,
'We would usually but with the stage and all.' Shirley bite her lips as she climbed up next to her on the couch gripping her hand on her lap tightly enough that her knuckles turned white.
'That was an accident….' She trailed off dismissively shaking her hand free in annoyance.
'I overheard the blonde one…Ian? It was rigged, someone cut of the safety wires' Joyce cut in, standing forward, a sour look on her face, folding her eyes in annoyance.
'What?' Kitty gasped out softly as her eyes flickered between the girls.
She had just natural assumed it was an accident, the boys had never corrected her, if Ian, their second in command knew about the rigging it meant they did, and they didn't even tell her, granted they may not know about the vanity but considering she had to be hurt in the incident it qualified her in being let on to this little secret. Sheer panic rose in her throat and her body tense, her chest tightened and she could feel her chest move faster and faster, what the fuck was going on? She was really confused, why would they keep that from her and why would someone want to hurt her like that, sure she had her weird fans but nothing delusional or dangerous hung around her. Except the Krays, maybe someone want to hurt them though her.
Gulping down some air though her dry throat, she steeled herself, she had been in far worse situations before, she had only know the brothers 2 months, it wasn't like she was married to them, sure people knew she was attached to them but beyond that there was nothing.
Dita step out of the door way and into the room, her natural lazy features had all but disappeared in place of a stern expression, 'So what are we going to do?'
All eyes pointed to Kitty who gazed unfocused to the floor, body still and unmoving, the only movement was the erratically movement of her chest, it was some time before she spoke.
'We do nothing, we tell no one, we clean that shit up and keep an eye out, we don't know anything yet. Agreed'
'ELSA WE NEED A LIFT TO THE CLUB!' Kitty called as she barged past the concern face of her friends.
The blonde appeared from behind the banister, 'it's 12 at night? What's going on?'
Kitty didn't reply, just ran up the stair, pulling the confuse women behind her as they left the house, it didn't even matter to her that her skin was exposed to the cold wind in her shirt and booty shorts and ratty plimsolls. All the while she was chewing on her bottom lip, she was really worried, but if she cleaned it up maybe it was just some mistake some sort of coincidence, she had no enemies, who would want to do something like this to her.
The screech of a car caught the attention of the girls, and the two intimidating features of the Krays speedily excited the car, Kitty had never seen them like this, they were stony faced and full of rage, briefly her mind flicked to the days of the Nazi's, the German soldiers had that look, the rage an anger all boiled into one, looking for any reason to attack.
They didn't speak, Reggie just marched right up to them and in a vice like grip began pulling a protesting Kitty to the care, she kicked and slapped, jerking her arm away from the gangsters to no avail, his hold was to strong and his strides to long she had to stumble and trip to keep up with him or she would fall to the ground. Behind her the girl pushed at the wall that was Ronnie, he pushed as pulled them away from following his brother and Kitty but never hit them as they scratched and pulled at him, to the point that his jacket was ripped and his hair had come out of it usually combed back position.
'Stop it! Let go of me!' she cried as she again tried to get away from him, she was sure her wrist was bruise, and her ankle ached, dully throbbing as she stumbled.
'Your hurting my ankle! Stop it!' she let out a fake sniffle, hopping he might seize to pull her.
For a split second his face softened only to harden again, he let his hand fall away and in that second she bolted toward her friend show where shouting and getting in the face of other Kray, who snarled at them in return. The brown locks sprayed everywhere as the hair tie fell from her hair, unleashing the wild mess blocking her view, her shirt was missing a few buttons and feel even loser on her curvy frame. She had perhaps made her way halfway back to her friends when, two arms encircled her body, clamping down on her arms and torso, automatically her leg drawl back and trued to kick one of his legs from under him. Reggie only tumbled slightly at her effort and for her trouble she got thrown rough into the back seat of their rolls, the gangster following her in, pinning her to the seat as the car roared to life as Ronnie smoothly clambered in amongst the shouted from her friends as the car speed off into the tight.
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