"Take all of me

I just wanna be the girl you like (girl you like)

The kinda girl you like (girl you like)

Take all of me

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like

The kinda girl you like is right here with me

Right here with me

Right here with me

Right here with me"

-'Partition' by Beyonce

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"So are you going to call her?" LaF asked later that day as they sat across from Laura in a cafe just off of campus.

Laura shrugged, "I don't know."

"You don't know? You haven't shut up about her since last night, and you seemed pretty stoked about her leaving her number."

"It's just embarrassing you know, to think that happened and now I'm supposed to act like I don't know what it feels like for her to grind on me?"

LaF chuckled, "I don't know L, you seem to have the gentlewomanly vibe down. I think you can hold yourself together for one date."

Laura nodded, "You're right, but have you seen her?"

LaF rolled their eyes, "Of course I've seen her, I paid for your little happy ending remember?"

Laura blushed, looking down at her cocoa as she fiddled with the lid.

LaFontaine poked Laura's hand with a coffee stirrer, "What could it hurt to just call her?"

Laura shrugged, "Maybe I should just go back to the club."

"And what, stalk her?"

"You'll come with me won't you?"

LaFontaine sighed; it was their turn to stare down at their hands, their neck turning red. "Perry was going to make chicken pot pie for dinner tonight."

Laura frowned, "Oh, okay well I could just ask Danny, she seemed to really like that bartender guy last night."

"You noticed that?"

Laura nodded, "Well yeah, kind of hard to not. I mean ever since she and I broke up I was wondering if she'd ever take an interest in anyone sooner rather than later and last night she looked at him like well, how she used to look at me."

LaF smiled, "Yeah well, it was always hard to get her to admit her feelings."

Laura giggled, "There isn't a truer statement than that."

XXX

Carmilla heard her door scrape across the floorboards. Groaning in protest at the intruder, she rolled over, pressing her face further into her pillow. There was the sound of shoes scuffing along the floor before a weight pressed down on the far corner of her bed.

"What do you want, rat?" She asked; sleep still having a tight grasp on her as it scratched out from her throat.

"Oh nothing, I just happened to notice that you never clocked out last night, come to think of it you never made it to your other meetings past your eight o'clock one."

Carmilla kicked the sheets down around her ankles as she positioned her head so that she was no longer staring at the back of her eyelids but instead at the wall next to her bed. "Can always count on you to keep tabs on everyone, which is good in case any of us ever go missing."

"Which won't be that farfetched if you continue to fail at finding a sacrifice."

"What makes you think I haven't already found one?" Carmilla asked, rolling over so that she was now staring at the person who was sitting at the foot of her bed.

A shrug. "Well it's only a matter of time kitty, before Mother starts up her interrogations again."

Carmilla scoffed, "The ritual isn't for another three months, William."

"Oh you don't have to tell me that, it's Mother you have to keep off your back, not me." Will said as he smirked mischievously.

Carmilla frowned, "Are you sure? I do recall you coming in here just a mere moment ago accusing me of not finishing my job last night."

"Which you didn't." Will butted in, wagging a finger at her. "You even failed to go on stage last night; we had to have Elle fill in for you."

Carmilla flinched at the name, "Damn Elle, she has nothing on me."

"Which is why more people were buying drinks last night than normal, hoping that if their vision was blurred enough they could replace her face with yours."

Carmilla grimaced, "How kind, you were always quite the charmer."

Will shrugged once more; standing to his feet, "I just say it like it is pussycat." he eyed her up as he walked backwards towards the door. "By the way, you might want to actually wear clothes to bed if you decide to keep your door unlocked."

Carmilla looked down casually at her bare chest and boy short clad lower half. "A deadbolt wouldn't keep you out, Willy boy."

He winked at her before turning and leaving all together. The sound of the door shutting the only sound in the room before Carmilla flopped back down onto her back, blowing air out of her mouth to remove the hair that had fallen into her face.

XXX

"Wait, so let me get this straight (or not so straight), you want to go back to The Black Cat tonight so that you can see the girl who danced on you last night, and you want me to go with you." Danny said all of this with a skeptical look in her eye.

Laura could feel her face heating up. "Its fine, I can just go by myself."

"No you aren't. There are some really sketchy people in that club, especially the owner's son."

Laura's face lit up, "So does that mean you'll go with me?" she asked excitedly.

Danny thought for a moment (a moment where she was definitely not thinking of that totally not hot bartender). "I'll go with you, but don't think I'm not going to get trashed or hold this against you because I'm going to do both."

Laura grinned, practically jumping up and down. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she enveloped the much taller girl into a bone crushing hug.

"She better be worth all of this trouble and I'm not just getting you laid."

Laura couldn't help but hope for both.

XXX

"Are we really doing this again? It was your idea this time and I already paid the fare to get here." Danny groaned as they stood in almost the same exact spot they had stood the night before.

Laura fiddled with the hem of her shirt, "What if she doesn't remember me?"

Danny rolled her eyes, "She gave you her number, I'm pretty sure that means you left enough of an impression on her to remember you."

Laura's face turned beet red, she hadn't told anyone about what had happened behind that private room door, no matter how many hot chocolates LaF offered to buy her.

"I'm not that memorable." she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and stared down at her feet.

Danny frowned, "You never cease to amaze me, Hollis." she nudged Laura towards the door. "Let's go grab you your princess." A wink as she held open the door for her much shorter ex-girlfriend. "And just so you know, you are most definitely memorable."

Once inside the club, the musky atmosphere smacked Laura in the face. The familiar scent from the previous night of booze, stale cigarettes, and something sweet that she couldn't quite place overwhelmed her.

Together they walked over to the bar, Laura to settle her nerves and Danny to soothe her curiosity. The tall redhead frowned once more as she took notice to the lack of bro and the addition of a much shorter guy that reminded her of a weasel (not his face but the way he moved and the looks he was giving pretty much everyone who wasn't looking) who she knew to be the owner's son. He practically sneered when they approached the bar.

"Two beers please." Danny asked as she stuffed her hands into her Summer Soc sweatshirt for money.

Laura eyed the bartender as he went about taking the caps off of two beer bottles. He was dressed in dark wash jeans and a tight black shirt that melded over his pretty impressive biceps (all in black like someone else she now knew or would like to know). He didn't have a name tag.

"Here you go, wolf." He said as he angrily and quickly set down the beers, as if they had scalded him.

Danny raised a brow, her body visibly tensing. "Excuse me?"

"Nothing, a nickname that must've slipped." He bit out before holding his hand out expectantly for the money owed.

Danny scoffed before shoving a couple of bills into his outstretched palm and stomped off away from the bar. Laura was pretty sure she saw the bartender grin (the kind that made her stomach curl and the hairs on the back of her neck to stand to attention). She continued to stare at him, as if caught in a trance (most likely out of her own stupidity) before his eyes turned onto hers, his grin turning into an easy smile and his eyes softening just the slightest bit. Laura gulped, quickly turning on her heel and scampering off after Danny.

"What was that all about?" she asked once she had sat down in a corner booth. It had a lack of illumination, causing for questionable shadows to cast across the quite possibly sticky table top.

"Your guess is as good as mine." Danny said through gritted teeth. She was hoping to forget what had just happened and try and enjoy the rest of her night before she had to head back to campus and return to an empty bed. She stared across the table at Laura, god did she fuck up on that one.

Laura wasn't even looking her way anymore, but instead up at the stage where a single pole was. The stage was empty, but the bartender from just moments ago was making his way to the center of it, a microphone in his hand. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Now for those of you who were here last night, you may have been disappointed when you found out that she couldn't make it onto this stage, but tonight she has a whole new routine that she is ready to share with all of you." He began. "For those of you who don't already know me, my name is Will, but more importantly the girl that is about to take the stage and inevitably all of your hearts, Kitty!"

Laura's eyes widened as her throat practically sealed shut. She was not prepared to see Carmilla again so soon, she wasn't ready, and to be fairly honest she didn't pack an extra pair of panties to replace the ones she was currently wearing. She eyed the pole with equal amounts of resentment and eagerness.

The lights dimmed if that was even possible, as Will stepped off of the stage. The club was completely silent; it was so quiet that Laura could hear Danny breathing across from her.

There was the sound of heels clicking across the stage and then music started.

'See me up in the club with 50 of the girls

Posted in the back with my things on my grill

Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low

Every boy in here with me got that smoke

Every girl in here got to look me up and down

All on Instagram, cake by the pound

Circulate the image everytime I come around

G's up tell me how I'm lookin' babe'

Laura's breath caught in her throat as she watched Carmilla run a hand over the pole as she circled it slowly, her eyes set onto the sheen of the metal. She rolled her hips once, twice, a third time, and then she jumped up and wrapped her legs around the pole. Carmilla was wearing another black garter belt, and a deep red, was that a corset?

Laura felt a kick beneath the table as she quickly removed her eyes from Carmilla's ass and over to Danny, "What?"

The redhead rolled her eyes, "Just saving a life. You all but forgot to breathe, so I'm assuming that's her?"

Laura nodded, directing her attention back onto the stage.

"Figures it'd be her." Danny muttered onto deaf ears.

XXX

Laura sat in her booth, sipping her beer as she replayed over and over just how flexible Carmilla was.

"Enjoy the show cutie?"

Laura jumped at the proximity of the all too familiar voice. She turned to look at her. Carmilla had changed after her show, into what Laura couldn't see past the short silk robe she had on the night before.

Laura opened her mouth to respond, but she may as well just have swallowed her tongue for all the good it was doing for her.

Carmilla smirked as she watched the girl struggle to speak. She was used to this sort of reaction, but she knew that Laura would be back and this time she had her guard up. She decided to relieve the shorter woman of speaking, "I have a ten o'clock, but it's my regular so it should only take about fifteen minutes." That was ten more than either of them had lasted.

Laura frowned.

"But maybe after that we can go grab a bite to eat or something." Or something.

Danny scoffed.

Carmilla turned to look at the offender behind the noise as her lips turned up into a sneer before smoothing out. She didn't have time for petty girlfriends or games. Turning back to Laura, she saw her glare at the towering redhead before nodding her head, "I'd love to."

Carmilla grinned, hook line and sinker. She placed a lingering hand on Laura's bicep (a pretty impressive one at that), "I'll see you in half an hour then." Winking, before walking away, knowing Laura would be staring at her swaying hips the entire way.

XXX

"So you're just going to go with her?"

Laura stared back at Danny incredulously. "Excuse me?"

Danny huffed, "Laura, you don't even know her."

"That's kind of the whole point. How else am I supposed to get to know her? Do I seriously need to ask my ex-girlfriend for permission, or better yet her approval? Or should I just not even bother making plans and you can just set up a pizza date for me and you can sit across the aisle from us."

Danny's jaw tightened, "But she's the owner's daughter."

Laura rolled her eyes, "This is exactly the reason we broke up Danny, you don't trust me to make my own decisions, but guess what, I am an adult with my own mind and my own choices."

Danny shook her head, "You know I didn't mean it like that."

Laura held back a menacing laugh, choking on the bitterness of the entire situation. "Yes you did, since the moment things began to get serious between us all those months ago you have been biting at the bit to keep me safe. You coddled me and then you lost me."

Danny flinched at the use of the word bite. "That's not fair, how could you just talk about our time together like that? Like it meant nothing?"

Laura shrugged, "Because it might as well have been. You only stressed me out more, on top of all of my school work you were constantly up my ass, wanting to hold me and watch documentaries on salt."

"Hey, that was one time!" Danny defended herself.

Laura sighed, throwing her hands up in defeat. "I don't even know why we are arguing about this. You have no say in who I'm interested in. I invited you out tonight thinking that maybe we could have a good time, maybe you and I could fall back into the friendship we had before we were together."

Danny glared at the table, at her empty glass, and at the damp and questionably stained napkin that was being used as a coaster for it. "You're only interested in her for her body; don't you think that's a bit superficial?"

Laura gapped; she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Danny, of all people, the one who insisted she would protect any woman at any cost, slut shaming her? Her hands clenched into fists as her eyes narrowed in on the once familiar redhead. "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't, but all I know is that she'll be fun and the complete opposite of you which is all I could ever ask for at this point in my life." She quickly stood from the table, grabbing her bag, and left the club.

The cold air whipped her in the face as Laura leaned back against the cinder block wall of the club. She couldn't believe how Danny was acting; it had been a mistake to ask her to come with her tonight.

"Hey, you okay?"

Laura looked up at the question, finding Carmilla standing next to her, she had changed into mundane clothes and was looking at her curiously. Laura couldn't be more grateful.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Carmilla nodded, it was none of her business what Laura and Clifford had argued about, and she didn't care. She pushed the strap of her bag further onto her shoulder. "Ready to go?"

XXX

AN: Hey guys! Was it alright? Let me know how you think this story is going to go, I'm curious about what you guys think. Also how do you guys feel about lyrics at the beginning of the chapters? If you have any questions or theories feel free to send them to me here: .com