Pairing: Becky x OC and other pairings to come
Rating: M for mature events that will appear throughout the story.. (Smut, drugs, and other sensitive topics could be mentioned)
I own nothing except for any OCs that I use and the story itself. All the other characters belong to themselves obviously and Impact Wrestling/WWE/whatever promotion. This story is complete fiction. AU (Alternate Universe)
Becky's POV
Late Monday Morning..
A yawn left me before my eyes even managed to open, fuck I'm exhausted but that's what working a nine to five in the morning does to you. I yawned again. My eyes stayed glued to the ceiling and there was a weight on my left side. Oh right. A smile graced my lips as my attention shifted to said weight on my side. The scent of lavender and honey filled my nose. I couldn't stop my hand from running through the beautiful brown tresses that were near me. Her breathing was steady, and her snores were light, she looked to have a small smile on her face.
Daisy was nuzzled into my left side, her arm slung against my chest and a leg wrapped across mine. Fuck, this is giving me a sense of euphoria. This is the second time I have woken up next to the model and this time, it feels even more right. I hope that Daisy isn't too drunk to remember how I managed to fall asleep in her bed. I don't want her getting the wrong idea about me.
Six Hours Earlier.…
"Hey Hunter, is it okay if I leave my car in the parking lot until the morning again?" It's five in the morning, the dancers and some of the bouncers have already left. All that remained here was Rhea, Ronda, myself and my Boss, Hunter. This morning, we have an extra guest lingering around with us as Daisy has spent the entire night here still dawning that cute little disguise. She's been drinking the majority of the night until I finally convince her to stop at about three-thirty. Frankly, I am surprised that she even listened to me. I know we both have rocky relationships with our parents to a degree, but hearing what happened yesterday, Daisy definitely has the worst end of the stick. What kind of mother berates and bullies their child on their appearance? No matter what success she has, it's never good enough. I know my mother blames my brother and I for her being a single mother and her unhappiness but that's the extent of her bullshit, besides the homophobic bullshit. Something happened from that cute photo I saw of them yesterday to now. That's too personal to ask but after Daisy vented for a little bit, she seemed to have calmed down although she did continue to drink. The number of drinks that the brunette has had, I'm surprised that she's still able to stand and function properly.
"You know I don't give a shit, Becky." He stated so nonchalantly with his tired gruff voice. Hunter Levesque took over the gentleman's club once Club Platinum was on that stupid television show. He was able to revamp this place and make it a much more enjoyable experience to work at. Hunter treats all of us as equals and almost like his children; he is a very understanding boss. The over six-foot-tall man looked over to Daisy, who had been sitting patiently at the same stool while we finished closing. She's been giving me bedroom eyes for the past few hours but I'm not going to take advantage of her whenever she's intoxicated. We have a date coming up in a few days and our sex adventures will continue there. Heh, that sounds so dirty, but I can't really say that we are making love since we aren't dating. Hunter walked over to the beautiful model, extending his hand out to her. "Miss Mero, it's been a pleasure to see you again. Your success has really grown since we last talked business."
Wait, how in the hell does Hunter know who she is with the disguise on? Daisy grabbed onto his hand as he assisted her to her feet. She giggled, taking off the wig with the other hand and shaking his hand. "Damn straight, how's Stephanie and the girls? Tell Aurora I still have a spot for her in the HHG whenever she's eighteen."
They are speaking so casually with each other, Daisy knows Hunter, Stephanie and that they have kids. I mean, Stephanie does a lot of charity work so I can imagine that Baskow might have helped with Connor's Cure in the past. "Oh, I'll be sure to tell her, you know you are her favorite and they have all been fantastic." She's many peoples' favorite, that's for sure.
Rhea finished stacking the chairs up and walked over to both Ronda and I. The Aussie woman pointed over to the model, who was still talking briefly to Hunter. "Becks and Ronda, how in the hell do the two of you know Daisy Mero?" She asked, perplexed.
"Oh fuck, your accent is pretty hot!" The brunette snapped her attention back over us as the five of us exited the building. The normally well composed Ripley was actually caught off guard from the model's compliment. She let out a chuckle. Hunter was the first to bid our farewell for the night and the four of us girls were left in the parking lot.
Ronda gestured between her and I before pointing over to Daisy. "We met her one night and Becks managed to make friends with her. So, we came up with the Dakota disguise so she can relax and not be harassed for the night." Rousey told the half-truth as the blonde woman flashed a smile over to us. Thank God, I can count on her for keeping our little friends with benefits a secret for now.
Rhea nodded her head in understanding, that was until Daisy laughed, hugging onto her. Ripley looked over to the model, who pressed a finger to her chest. Drunk Daisy is definitely more affectionate and clingier compared to her usual composed self. "Mami, you are pretty damn cool in my book. Listen, if you ever want to leave this place. I could use a bodyguard like you. Not to mention, you're hot. Thanks for letting me drink in peace for once." She cooed, looking over to me, giving me a wide grin. It's not like she's lying or anything, Rhea is a very attractive woman, but I couldn't help but feel jealous of her hugging Mami like that. Do I really get jealous that easily? It's only a friendly hug, don't get so worked up.
The model giggled, releasing the muscular goth from her grasp and wrapping her arms around me. She feels so warm around me, hopefully I don't blush like a moron. Fuck she smells like lavender, so good, so intoxicating. "And of course, Mercedes spent half of the night thirsting over her." Out of all the people that the brunette had to run into, it was one of my besties. Cedes ran into her in the parking lot and immediately started trying to flirt with her. Even after 'Dakota' said she was in a relationship, some things never change. Mercedes kept looking over to her and said that she looked familiar. I was so scared that she was going to figure out who she was but thankfully she didn't. "Rhea, by the way, if anyone asked, this is Dakota and we never met any of the Heyman Hustle Girls."
The bouncer chuckled, motioning across her mouth with a zipping motion. "Got it, my lips are sealed and Miss Mero, I'll keep all of that in mind. Thank you. I'm going to head home, Liv's waiting on me." I'm surprised that Liv didn't wait for her girlfriend this time but sometimes the blonde hangs out with Carmella. Who knows. We said our farewells to Ripley and Mami walked over to her parked vehicle. That left the three of us.
"Ronda, I'll catch you later. Thanks for covering for us."
"No problem, you know I got you. I'll see you tonight Becks and see you later, Daisy."
"You are the bestest wingwoman, Ronda!" The brunette exclaimed, releasing her big embrace on me and latching herself onto Rousey. The look on Ronda's face was absolutely priceless, it was a mixture of embarrassment but also annoyed. It's hard to tell, the blonde isn't one to do hugs unless Ronda initiates it. But given that Daisy has already made her blush, I'm surprised she's continuing to let her hug her. "Thank you!" Mero exclaimed, giving the other bartender a kiss on the cheek. She scoffed, freeing herself from the model's grasp.
Oh goodness, that's the reddest I have ever seen Rousey's face. We all shared a laugh until the blonde said her farewell. That left Daisy and I alone. I grabbed her hand and started heading to her Mercedes that was parked a good distance away from the employee parking spots. "Daisy babe, give me your keys." I instructed. The model obliged, digging through that massive bag of herself and handing the keys over to me. Oh, I giggled softly realizing that I called the brunette babe; she didn't mean to mind it though. It came out so easily, I didn't even think about it. "Let's get you home, pretty girl."
Once again, the brunette emitted a cute giggle as I unlocked the car and opened the passenger side door. Begrudgingly, I released my grasp on her and made my way over to the driver side. I climbed inside as the model did the same. She buckled up, resting her left arm onto the center console. "Rebecca, you are a beautiful woman. Thank you for listening to me tonight whenever you could." We weren't super busy tonight but having my bestie lurking around, I didn't want to do or say anything to reveal her identity. Daisy was able to tell me a good bit about what her mother had said to her; it made my blood boil. How can you be such a bitch to your own daughter? The model explained her frustrations about how all she wanted to do in the past was make her mother proud. That's no different from any other kid.
"I'm sorry I couldn't kiss you and make you feel better there. I'll give you a kiss at your place." I don't have my GPS but I believe that I remember where her house is. I've only been there once but since we have a date technically tomorrow, I better remember it. I shifted into drive and pulled out of the parking lot. Thankfully traffic was pretty scarce at five in the morning, it will be picking up soon. I kept one hand on the steering wheel but reached over to lace my hand with Daisy's for the moment. "Do you feel any better?"
"Mhmm, you are really good at brightening up a shitty day. I'm glad I called you." Mero responded, looking over to me with the softest expression on her face. That made my heart skip a couple beats, hearing how I can make the brunette feel genuinely happy. Her hand squeezed onto mine tightly as we both watched the road in silence. Daisy was fighting the urge to doze off, I could tell. She's trying to keep herself awake so we can have some more time together. If I wasn't driving, I'd end up falling asleep too.
She needed to rest, not only was the brunette up all night drinking but I believe she has to work in a few hours. I'm not that special, she got to spend all night looking at me. After another ten minutes of silence, I managed to find the house that blew Bayley and I away. The lights in the house are off but that's not a surprise. Getting the car parked into the garage, I turned off the engine and looked over at the gorgeous woman resting in the seat next to me. I climbed out of the car and shut my door and made it over to her side. Daisy blinked a few times and looked up to me with a smile. She gave me the house key before managing to get out of the car herself, closing the door with her hip. "Come on, I got you. Let's get you to your room." She leaned against me, planting a small kiss on my cheek. The two of us remained as quiet as possible so as to not wake up Kaitlyn and arrived in her master suite. Fuck okay, I'm exhausted but I didn't want to leave without knowing if she made it home safely. There was no way in hell I was going to risk her driving either; God I hope that isn't a thought that runs through her mind whenever she drinks. Daisy sat down on the bed and looked up at me. "Alright, you need to get some sleep and I'll take a cab-"
"Rebecca, will you stay with me pretty please? I'll take you back to your car before I head to the studio. I could use some cuddles and maybe a couple kisses." The brunette asked, no she was begging, for some company and comfort. Those eyes were still displaying some sadness in them but now I realized, they aren't any different from before. But knowing how her mother is, I understand a bit more now.
There's no way, I can't leave her now. God, she's so cute. My nerves were fluttering about again as I sat on the bed beside her. We aren't having sex right now. We are going to sleep. I'm staying the night with her and cuddling her to make her feel better. I can't sleep in jeans, so I reached down and started unzipping my jeans. The brunette bit her lip, watching as I pulled them down to my ankles and letting them fall to the floor. Oh god, she's getting the wrong idea. I want her again so bad but I'm not taking advantage of her drunken state for a quick fuck. No. I'm patient. I leaned over and connected my lips to her sweetly. The kiss was short, and Daisy pouted whenever I pulled away. My hands reached down to the button of the skinny jeans. "Alright Lass, let's get you out of these pants so you can be comfier and sleep." I told her, unbuttoning them and pulled them down her thighs. Temptation is trying to stir within me again but I'm going to fight it. With her pants now on the floor, I crawled up to the top of the bed and pulled the covers out. I gave her another kiss, pulling off the denim vest and tossing it away. "I'm not going anywhere, come here." I cooed, twirling my finger to the brunette. Daisy smiled, swiftly crawling up to join me under the cover. We snuggled close and our lips connected a few times for some delicious kisses, but none were too intimate. With the warmth of her body against mine, I was able to drift off within minutes.
Current time..
I'm not sure how I managed to become such a source of comfort for Daisy in the short amount of time but I'm definitely not against it. She's been a ray of sunshine in my poor repetitive life, and we do have a few things in common despite coming from two different paths in life. Sometimes it's great to stray off your normal path and see where the opposite road takes you. You might discover something you never knew that you needed. I believe that's what happened here. Only time will continue to show me if that's true.
My lips smacked together a few times and a monstrous thirst came over me. Fuck. I'm also starting to get hungry so much that I swear I'm smelling something being cooked right now. I chucked and looked back down to the model. She looks so peaceful right now. I'm not going to wake her up and I have no clue as to what time it is. My phone is a little distance away, so I am clueless as to what time it is. Okay let's see if I can manage to get out of bed without disturbing her slumber. Carefully grabbing her arm and sliding my leg underneath hers, I slid slowly to the right. I laid her arm down whenever I was previously laying and stared at the sleeping brunette for a few seconds. Every time I look at her, she always becomes more beautiful in my eyes. …I'm falling. Sitting up, I stretched my arms above my head and stood up. Mero stirred in the bed slightly, causing me to look back again. All the brunette did was roll over, now she's facing the opposite way of me. Grabbing my phone and checking the time, it's a little after eleven in the morning. Well, I need to put my pants back on, I picked them up off the floor and quickly slid them back on.
Don't walk around in her house without my pants on either, that wouldn't be a good idea. I tiptoed my way over to the door and quietly opened it. I walked out, closing it behind me. I couldn't help but be curious about the pictures hanging on the walls in the hallway. My focus was elsewhere the first time I walked toward the bedroom. The first one was a painting on a thick canvas, and a decently long one at that. Maybe about four or five feet long, it was a landscape. All the colors are so vibrant and vivid, it looks like a photograph. The center of the painting had a beautiful stream and a waterfall in the back. The rocky creek was surrounded by beautiful orange-leaved oak trees that really popped about the natural grays, browns and greens. Continuing down the hallway past the closet, I noticed another picture, this was in a cute golden floral frame. I noticed Daisy in the photo but the other woman, I didn't recognize straight away. The woman was a few inches shorter than Daisy, blonde hair with a layer of black hair underneath and on the sides. She was wearing a thigh-high black dress that hugged onto her curves nicely and showed off her muscular legs. The dress had a singular strap on the right side that was partially covered by her hair. Wait.. that's Kaitlyn! Huh.. She looks good as a blonde and this is before her tattoos on her arms. The brunette was wearing a seafoam green colored gown. It was strapless and went down to her mid-thigh; a black belt was wrapped around the abdomen. There were black floral looking patterns that went up the dress, a combination of leaves and flowers, like a massive vine and it stayed on the left side of the dress. One thing really caught my attention, and it wasn't the dress of Daisy herself, although she's gorgeous but it was the white sash going from her right shoulder to her left hip. 'Miss Teen Nevada 2014' was written in big green letters and I just noticed the beautiful silver tiara on Daisy's head.. What..? Daisy was Miss Teen Nevada. Wow..
Giving the bright smiles on both of the girls' faces, it was probably taken minutes after Daisy won the competition. They both look so happy. I smiled, taking one last look at the picture before continuing my way down the hall. Turning the corner, I looked into the living area and saw something that almost scared me. "Good morning, Becky." It was Celeste, she flashed me a big smile.
"Woah, Celeste! How did you-"
"Whenever I woke up this morning, I saw Daisy's car in the garage and peaked into the room." The raven-haired woman stated nonchalantly, going back into the kitchen. That same aroma filled my nose again and I noticed a stack of several pancakes and waffles on two plates beside the stove. I walked into the kitchen to join her, and that way I wouldn't have to speak loudly and risk waking the brunette up. She needs the rest. "Thank you for bringing my bestie back home safely and staying with her."
"She wasn't in any condition to drive, and I wasn't going to leave her car there." Considering Daisy stayed the entire night with me and didn't call for a ride home, I thought she was going to attempt to drive herself home. I hope not, is the model the type to do something that reckless? Mero was truly enjoying the company of me and even some of the girls, but they didn't know her true identity, well Ronda and Rhea do.
Kaitlyn walked closer, still beaming with that bright smile. She surprisingly gave me a quick hug to express her gratitude. "It's very appreciated. Daisy will wake up shortly, she has to go to the studio soon. I've made some breakfast; I'll make you a plate. Pancakes or waffles?"
"Pancakes and thank you." How thoughtful, I didn't want to get in her way, so I stepped out into the living room and looked at some more photos and paintings. Another painting caught my eye, it looked to be an oil painting, it wasn't as bright and colorful as the other one. In the forefront of the piece was a mermaid or siren perched up on some jagged rocks. The ocean waves viciously crashed into the rocks that were above the surface. Hints of fish in the water, like a shark fin and the glow of jellyfish. On the horizon was a pirate ship sailing away from shore, the sunset's light making it glow as the stormy, dark clouds were closing in. Heh, I wish I had such good taste in art. My walls in my room have literally nothing on them. Walking over to the wall where the television was mounted, there were several photos framed over her. The first one had what looked to be Celeste with who I assume are her parents. The next photo was of who I assumed to be of a young Daisy, Rena and a baby. Little Daisy was sitting on her mother's lap, looking at the little bundle of joy that was snuggled up in a pink blanket. So, Daisy has a little sister, or is that a niece or a cousin? I looked at the photo beside that one, it was of a pre-teen or teenage Daisy, she was holding onto a little girl. The little girl looked to be maybe four or five years old, she was wearing a red graduation gown and cap. The girl looked to have dark brown hair and was a slightly tanner skin tone as compared to Daisy. This time, Rena Mero was not in the picture, but it appears to be a preschool or kindergarten graduation. I notice that neither parent is present in the photo. Why is it only Daisy?
"You're a curious one, aren't you?" Son of a bitch, I flinched, almost jumping at the sound of Kaitlyn talking to me. I turned to look at her and the raven-haired woman rested her hands on her hips and chuckled. "I made your plate and I'm going to go wake Daisy up now. Help yourself to whatever you want in the fridge, there is also some fresh coffee in the pot." Waiting for my heartbeat to regulate I made my way back over to the kitchen to grab the food. This feels so homely. Coffee sounds really good right now, so I grabbed the mug that was already set out for me. She even set out the creamer and sugar on the counter. I spent the next minute, pouring the coffee and adding the creamer and a tiny amount of sugar.
I hummed upon taking a small sip of what was going to help with my exhaustion for the day. I heard a thump and a lot of laughing coming from the master bedroom. What the hell is going on? The laughter grew as Celeste came back into view, running back into the living area. Her arms wrapped around her stomach and her breath hitched. "Kaitlyn! That wasn't funny, you're such a bitch, bestie!" Daisy shouted from out of my line of sight and the sound of footsteps approached. Now in my line of sight was the brunette, who was glaring at Celeste. Even just waking up from her slumber, she's so gorgeous. Her hazel eyes looked away from her bestie friend and back to me. She smiled. "Oooh... hey Rebecca.."
Oh my god, after all the craziness died down, I realized that Daisy was standing in front of us in the tie dye tank top and her panties. Try not to focus on that, keep your eyes glued to that gorgeous face of hers. "You love me, bestie. It's cute to see you all flushed like that."
Kaitlyn's teasing managed to get Daisy's cheeks to turn a shade of red as she made her way over to us. Is she blushing? What did her bestie do? "Oh fuck you." She hisses, reaching over and slapping Celeste across the head.
"Ow! No, you're too bitchy for my taste. I'll pass." Kait sassed as she stuck her tongue out to the brunette, who reached over and attempted to smack her again. The raven-haired woman shook her head and pulled her hand back and managed to slap Daisy on the ass. The model yelped. I felt that one myself, that was a hard one especially since she's only in her panties, that was mostly skin contact.
"Do I even want to know what's going on?"
God, these two are reminding me of BayBay and Cedes without all the vulgar bullshit and sex talk. It's pretty cute. "Kait scared me half to death!" Daisy curled her lips into a pout as she focused her attention on me.
Celeste shrugged, and grabbed onto Mero's hand, leading her further into the kitchen. "Sorry I wasn't the Irish Lass in shining armor but come on stupid, I made breakfast for us. Let's eat." Irish Lass in shining armor, that made my heart flutter a bit. Is that really what Daisy thinks of me? Kaitlyn already made Daisy's plate before she went to wake her up, that's so sweet. With all three plates prepared, I followed the duo over to the dining room table. Daisy sat on one side of the table while her bestie sat directly across from her. I sat on the brunette's left. "So, Rebecca, did Daiz behave herself last night?"
"Of course I did, Kait." Celeste rolled her eyes, ignoring her best friend's answer as we all set our plates down at the table.
I fought back a chuckle at the raven-haired, these two have quite the cute friendship from what I can see so far. It further reminds me that even though Daisy Mero is quite the famous model; she's no different from anyone else. Celeste looked at me as I nodded my head in response. "Yeah, she stayed in my line of sight pretty much the entire night. One of my other bartenders and a bouncer knew who she was and kept an eye on her too." Not going to lie, I was quite worried about her myself. After hearing about the date rape drugs and all of that. Why did she go out to drink not even three nights after? Well besides wanting to see me which still makes my heart flutter. "Were you able to sleep okay, Daisy?" I asked the beautiful brunette sitting next to me while I was working on getting my first bite of breakfast ready.
"Yeah, I slept pretty well." She answered simply. Her left hand left her utensil and gently covered my right hand. Daisy smiled sweetly to me. "Thank you for staying with me last night. I didn't want to wake up Kait for cuddles. What about you, did you sleep alright?" She asked, before taking a bite out of her waffle, humming happily at the breakfast.
"No problem and like a rock." Not going to lie, I feel exhausted, but I also feel pretty rested. Does that even make sense? What sleep I did get was good damn sleep. Plus getting to cuddle with a gorgeous model might have assisted with that. I cut a piece of the pancake and took a bite. I almost let out a gasp at how good they were. "Mhmm, these pancakes are delicious, Celeste."
"Why thank you Becky, someone has to be able to cook in this household."
Daisy stuck out her tongue to the raven-haired woman as I let out a giggle. She took a sip of her coffee, turning her attention back to the personal trainer. "Kait, what plans do you have today?"
"I have a client coming over at two, but I am going to enjoy the peace and quiet while you are at work. Are you working on the Legacy project with Charlotte?"
I listened while continuing to eat. "Yeah, I think we are finally going to get the photo shoots out of the way today. I'll still have to do the internet blog and commercial at some point." Oh, that's a lot of stuff on their plates. I might actually need to buy a fashion magazine whenever it comes out to see their work.
"It's such a small world. Out of all the models, my best friend is working with you." Oh goodness, Charlotte gets to work so closely with Daisy, I'd love to be so close to her all the time. I smiled, continuing to eat what remained of my pancakes and drink some more of my coffee. The conversation died down for a couple minutes so the three of us could enjoy our breakfast together. It seems weird to be sitting at a table almost family-like because my mum and I don't do this. These pancakes are really good, I love blueberries. They might be better than the ones Cedes make, don't ever let her know I said that. Daisy was actually the first one done with her pancakes and waffle. She didn't have anything to eat during my entire shift, even whenever I went on my break. I tried offering some to her, but she said she wasn't hungry. Kaitlyn and I finished around the same time. That was definitely needed after a long night of work. "Boy I'm stuffed, thank you for breakfast again Celeste."
The brunette was the first one to stand at the table, grabbing my plate along with Celeste's plate too. That's so sweet. I got up after her, finishing the rest of my coffee. "You're welcome. Now bestie, you need to get ready for work, you have to be at the studio by one." Kaitlyn stood up from her chair and followed her bestie into the kitchen.
Setting the plates, mugs and utensils into the dishwasher, she looked over to Kaitlyn. "Yeah, but I'm going to take Rebecca back to her car first."
"Don't worry about that, I'll take her. I'm going to stop by E's house anyways." Kaitlyn said nonchalantly as the brunette looked at her almost surprised by the gesture. The personal trainer turned to me and asked. "Are you okay with that, Becky?"
"I mean yeah, I'm okay with that." It wouldn't hurt and I don't want to be rude and turn down such a generous offer. "I wouldn't want to cause Daisy to be late to work or anything, this project is pretty important from what CharBar said."
"Oh okay, thanks bestie." Damn, I feel kind of sad to leave her side, but I can't be glued to her ass. If I become too clingy, it's going to freak her out and scare her away. Daisy gave me a smile and held her arms out for a hug. I stepped forward and eagerly hugged onto her. "Hey, Rebecca, I'll see you okay."
"Yeah, I'll pick you up at seven. Knock em dead gorgeous, see ya Lass." Before I pulled away from the warm embrace, I leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her lips. This action initially caught the brunette off guard, since she's normally been the one to start the kissing. She returned it briefly until we heard a playfully gagging noise behind us which got us to break the kiss. Daisy turned to look at her bestie and flipped her a bird. Celeste laughed and walked down the hallway where the garage was. The brunette gave me a cute little wave before turning her heels and walking in the opposite direction. I couldn't help but glance at her ass for a few seconds. How did I manage to keep myself composed with her wearing no shorts or pants? I turned back to see Kaitlyn, her hands on her hips and her eyes darting from me and her bestie. Fucking hell, I'm not subtle and I might be drooling.
She surprisingly didn't have a rebuttal to my staring but instead chuckled, walking further down the hallway and into the garage. I followed behind her, not really sure what to say or how to start a conversation with her. She walked over to the black Jeep Grand Cherokee that I thought was previously hers and pulled out her keys to unlock the car. I walked over to the other side and climbed inside. Once the doors were shut and the car started, the raven-haired woman asked. "Where did you leave your car?"
"My work, Club Platinum."
She nodded her head and pulled out of the garage and started making her way up the brick driveway. The car sat at the entrance of the driveway for several seconds. There weren't any cars passing by, so I was confused about the sudden stop. I watched Celeste reach over to the radio and started turning the volume down. I noticed her turning to look at me, this wasn't a normal look on her. Kaitlyn has always been smiling and laughing but this time, she looked way more serious. She exhaled a sigh. "I want you to be honest with me about something..." My eyes looked over to meet her gaze, the look she had on her face was stern and intimidating. "What are you after?"
Those last four words were completely vague. What am I after? What is she referring to? But that scowl on her face tells me that whatever this is about is very important. Her eyes narrowed at me while I tried figuring out what the hell she's talking about. I answered. "I beg your pardon, I'm not after anything."
Her right brow arched, and the scowl remained on her face. She sighed realizing that I wasn't getting where she was leading this conversation at. "With Daisy, is it her fame or her money? Tell the truth because if I catch you in a lie, you might be going to the hospital instead of your car."
If this was any other person threatening me with violence, I'd most likely be challenging said threat. But this is a best friend looking out for her best friend, I'd be doing the same for Char, Bay or Cedes. With everything that has happened recently with drugging and then that cunt of a mother, Kaitlyn has every right to be skeptical of each new person. "No, I'm truthfully not after any of that. I don't care about those kinds of things." Having money is grand and all, a necessity for survival but I'm content with being a normal woman. Yeah, it's really cool that Daisy has a fancy house, fancy cars and hot tubs but I thought she was gorgeous before knowing her name. This stuff is all extra. "After what happened with the roofie incident, I know that it's hard to trust other people around her. I don't blame you, but she's honestly the first woman or person I've ever been attracted too. I genuinely enjoy her company and everything with her feels so right. Ya know?"
For a brief second, there was a smile that appeared on Celeste's face but then the raven-haired woman looked back to the road and finally pulled out of the driveway. The smile disappeared but her focus now was on driving. "How do you know about the roofie incident? I doubt Daisy would have talked about it yesterday."
Shit. Did I say something I wasn't suppose too? I mean, that's a fair question. I suppose that the only ones that know about the drugging were the people interrogated and Kait. I shouldn't know about this and considering my best friend was a suspect as well, the raven-haired woman's opinion about me might change. "No, not yesterday, whenever I was in bed with her during our visit-"
"Before or after you fucked her brains out and vice versa." Kaitlyn smirked.
"After. Also, you are amazing for that, it was very needed for both of us." I genuinely needed that intimacy a lot more than I originally thought. My mind has been clouded by this brunette and my desire to see her again. Not only that, since our one-night stand, I can envision myself wanting to do more sexual activities with her. Okay steer away from the horny and convince Kaitlyn that you are not a bad person. "Charlotte called to check up on Daisy. She said the name of the drug was in her system and I pieced it together from there. I'm a bartender so I am familiar with all those date rape drugs. Did they catch the fucker that did this to her?"
"No." That one word made my blood boil, and I can sense the suppressed anger from Kaitlyn as well. She breathed out another loud sigh and one hand went through her hand. The free hand clenched into a fist as she smacked it on the dashboard. The initial impact startled me, and I believe the personal trainer noticed this, she looked over apologetically. "It fucking sucks because Daisy.. Daisy doesn't have a lot of people in her life, as you can tell her relationship with her mother is shitty. I was her first real friend. She didn't really have a childhood, so she doesn't know how to understand friendship and social cues like that. She met you and started blossoming and making connections with the girls at work. Then this SHIT happens, and now.."
"She's not sure who to trust and you're afraid she'll go back to her shell again."
Celeste nodded. "Precisely, Toni has been cleared. I wanted to be skeptical of Charlotte, but Daisy is adamant about believing you. So, tell me this, is Charlotte anything like her father, would she stoop this low?"
"There are some similarities between Ric and Charlotte, but Char would never drug someone or jeopardize a human life. She's definitely the sweetest of the Flair family. I've known her for ten plus years. We hardly know each other at all but I'd like for you to believe me about this." I realize what kind of situation this really puts Kaitlyn in. If Charlotte ends up being this monster, then she has to look at me being similar to her. The raven-haired woman was the one that arranged for Bayley and me to come over to her place. It was her idea to approach us at the gym, knowing full well who I was.
"I see. I'll believe you for now. You and Bayley don't seem like the people to cause trouble, but I don't want my best friend getting hurt again. Sorry." All she wants is for Daisy to be safe and happy; I could never fault her for that.
"No, don't apologize, you are doing what a true bestie would do." Her eyes widened at my empathy for her situation. Celeste smiled over to me. "So which bitch at Daisy's work do you think it is?"
"A new bitch called Jade Cargill, the one that the Cuntasauras took a liking too. This happened the same day her and Kiera joined the agency. Jade went and got the drink and handed it to Daisy. No one else could have touched it." I remember the brunette ranting about this Jade woman, apparently, she has a massive ego and of course, that impressed her mum. Although at the same time, Daisy likes that Jade carries herself with such confidence. But knowing that she's possibly the one that did this to her, it's quite the spot to be put in. "I confronted her about it and she's playing dumb, and her little lapdog is pleading her innocence too." Yeah, I can imagine that Kaitlyn is the type to confront anyone straight away. And knowing that Cargill is a possible suspect, I'm surprised that she's still roaming around. This seems so cut and dry, it should be obvious, but I have a feeling it's more than this.
"Fucking bitches." I hissed out. She mentioned a second girl, Kiera, I don't remember the brunette talking about her at all. But this is apparently Jade's friend, is it possible that Kiera would do something like this in Cargill's place. I'm not so sure. My blood is still boiling. This is the night that Charlotte had gone out with the models. Daisy was originally going to come over to Club Platinum with CharBar but opted to go home instead. I wonder if Celeste was the one to make the decision for Daisy to go home. We didn't really say anything else to each other for the next minute or two. The raven-haired woman wanted to get me alone to confront me about my motives revolving around her best friend. That's why she offered to bring me here. This way, Daisy couldn't stop or sway the conversation. But it made me think, what am I after with her? My thoughts were immediately disrupted by the familiar gentlemen's club sign coming into view. "Over there, that's my car."
"Okay. Do you two have a date tomorrow?" She asked, pulling into the parking lot and heading over to the lone car in the lot.
"Aye, I'm not sure what we are planning on doing yet." Well, that's sort of a lie, I know what lies after the date and that already has my core trembling with excitement. But I'm not sure what I should do to impress her. Do I take her out somewhere nice? However she has a lot of money, and I imagine she's been to every nice place within Las Vegas. What about something more traditional like the movies? No, that's so cheesy. That's something that we could do at her house. Oh! What about something revolving around the holidays? Hm, that's cheesy and could work. But would that remind her of the strained relationship with her family? God, I've never really been on a date before. I'm so bad at these kinds of things.
"Try not to let her drink a lot, I'm trying to get her to slow down but she doesn't really listen." That alone tells me that alcohol is an emotional crutch for her. It took a good bit of convincing for me to even get her to stop. At least she listened to me, but apparently, Daisy doesn't listen to Kaitlyn at all regarding it.
"No bars, I promise." I said back to her, exiting the vehicle.
The raven-haired woman gave me a nice smile, pleased with that answer. "Thanks. I'll see you around."
She was about to drive off whenever my mind wandered back to my first-time meeting Celeste. I was very curious about something. "Wait Kaitlyn, one last question before you go." I said almost immediately, Kait looked back at me. "Whenever you were at the gym, what was your real motive?"
"I was visiting my friend, Jordynne, the owner of the gym. But then I saw you, I had a basic description from Daisy, and you confirmed your identity to me whenever you spoke to Charlotte. My bestie has never been with anyone and hearing how much you respected her and the happiness in her voice. I wanted to find a way for you two to meet up again. Although I didn't know she actually went back for your phone number and started planning out a date. It all worked out." She explained, confirming my suspicions about her grand scheme. Her flirting with me was all a ploy to get me back to her first but it wasn't for me, it was for Daisy. Her flirting with Bayley on the other hand, that's more for her own personal agenda. BayBay seems to really find her attractive and enjoyed her session with Celeste. If something comes out of that, I don't want Bay to get hurt. "Don't play with her feelings and don't be a dick because I will find out. Bye!" Even with a happy grin on her face, the raven-haired woman managed to still intimidate me. We waved to each other as she pulled away and started leaving the parking lot.
Well, this is definitely already better than my normal Monday, I'm proud of myself that I initiated the goodbye kiss first with Daisy. I can't wait to see her tomorrow evening; I'll have to think of where I can take her. I climbed into my car and debated where I planned on spending a good portion of my afternoon. Charlotte's obviously at the studio with Daisy and since it's Monday, BayBay is going to be at the school. I guess I'll go pay Cedes a visit for a bit. She can be good company. Ten minutes of peace and the sound of the radio helped me relax for the impending chaos that is one of my best friends.
I locked my car up and went up the three flights of stairs required to reach their apartment. I wrapped my knuckles against the door a couple times. There was music going on inside the house which died down at my knocking. Music usually means that Mercedes is cooking, or I should probably just walk away now before I see something I don't need too. The door opened slowly to a surprised Mercedes. She giggled, biting onto her finger. "Oh hey, sexy lady. Nice of you to come visit little ol' me!" The purple-haired woman gestures for me to join her inside the apartment. Cedes isn't even fully dressed for the day, wearing a big white t-shirt that covers down to her upper thigh. She isn't wearing a bra isn't because I can see her nipples poking through the shirt. I'm hoping that she is wearing at least some panties underneath but I'm not going to ask. I shut the door behind me. Mercedes pointed over in the kitchen. "Are you hungry? I made some of my chicken wraps for lunch."
"I ate breakfast not long ago."
She puffed her cheeks out, giving me a pout. The slightly older woman chuckled, changing her expression to a more seductive look. "I bet you ate a good bit last night too." She wiggled her brow at me as I cocked my head to the side. I have no idea what she's talking about. Mercedes turned to look at her bedroom. "Hey babes, come out and have some lunch! I have company over."
Babes? Oh, I forgot that Saraya crashes here a lot because they are both sex freaks. "Oh fuck, I didn't realize you'd be having company over! I'll get dressed." Wait... That voice isn't Saraya's but it does seem a little bit familiar.
"I didn't know either babes, she kind of just shows up whenever she wants. Although I can never complain whenever my Irish Daddy shows up." Don't entertain it, she will eventually stop calling you Daddy. I'd prefer someone else to do that but how would that come up during sex? Does she even like stuff like that? It's hard to tell since we are still exploring with each other and all that.
"It's Becky! Son of a fuck!" I heard the woman shout from the other room and a thumping sound could be heard. Mercedes let out a giggle and started munching on her chicken wrap as I continued to have my gaze alternated between one of my besties and her bedroom door. After about another minute or so, the door opened, and a familiar face made her presence known. "This is a pleasant surprise, hey cutie."
There stood none other than Carmella, one of my dancer friends, she licked her lips. The blonde was wearing some low-rise blue jeans, and I noticed the straps of a red thong peeking out and hugging her hips. Her top was a pastel purple cut-off tank top that showed a little bit of side boob. "Mella? I wasn't expecting you to be over here."
Carmella let out a little giggle as she approached, biting onto her finger as she looked at Mercedes. "Well... Cedes invited me over last night after work and she's smoking hot so I couldn't say no."
"I'm irresistible, what can I say?" The purple-haired woman cooed, looking over to the blonde with bedroom eyes. It's not surprising that Cedes flirted with Carmella enough to bring her home. She was drooling over both Mella and Liv last night but even Mercedes is smart enough to not pursue Liv after knowing she's with Rhea.
"I'm resisting just fine."
My bestie looked over to me with her resting bitch face and stuck her tongue out at me. I love fighting against her massive ego with her sex appeal. Carmella wrapped her arms around me and giggled. "Say Rebecca, are you busy tomorrow?"
"Yeah Mella, why?" Since when does Mella ever call me Rebecca? It sounds weird coming from her.
She let out a little giggle as Carmella looked over to me with a bright smile, still keeping her arms wrapped around mine. Her cheeks had a slight pink hue to them, her eyes fluttered innocently. "Well cutie... I was going to see if you wanted to get dinner with me." Did I pick up some nervousness in her voice or did I just imagine it?
"Sorry Mella, I have prior plans tomorrow." I said apologetically to the dancer. It's quite rare for me to have anything set in stone on my days off so I do feel bad I have to turn her down.
"Damn, maybe sometime before work, one of these days. You really play hard to get." I don't think I'm playing hard to get. I'm not even sure what she's alluding too. Her voice didn't seem as cheery as before. Did I make her sad? I didn't mean too. She released her grasp on my arm and looked over to Cedes. "Mercedes, do you want to come eat dinner with me tomorrow?"
"Can we go back to your place for dessert?" Mercedes asked the blonde dancer, who nodded her head immediately to the question. "Aight bet." The purple-haired woman smirked over to Carmella and took another bite out of her lunch. Well, I'm kind of glad I'm not tagging along now because I know exactly what's going to happen after they eat dinner. Mercedes looked back over to me and pointed her finger at me. "Becks, spill."
"Huh?" I cocked my head over to Cedes.
"What's so important tomorrow that you turned down an opportunity with a sexy blonde like Mella?" She asked, giving me a suspicious arch of her brow. I don't understand what the big deal is, we can always have dinner another night before work or something. The work family do go out to eat together before work every so often. Plus, it worked out, you are going with her now, so she won't be lonely.
"I'm hanging out with some of Ronda's friends tomorrow." I lied. I mean Daisy does know Ronda a little bit now. Although it's going to be only the two of us in a potentially romantic evening that will lead back to her place for some extra dessert. Thinking about all that makes me so excited, but I can't really show it right now.
Mercedes narrowed her eyes at me after my answer. She tapped her finger to her chin. Son of a bitch, I hate whenever she gives me that look. Is she detecting my bullshit? It's pretty hard to get things past her without Cedes eventually figuring it out. I'm lucky I've managed so far. "Oh, I see. You are going to hang out with Dakota, you two... really seemed to have some sexual tension between each other last night. That really long hug, you looked like you were eyefucking her half the time-"
"I wasn't eyefucking her?! She's with Shayna and I hadn't seen her in a while. That's why our hug was long. I'm not hanging out with just Dakota." I'm fucking lying so much in a couple sentences. I do feel guilty about doing it but I'm not risking ruining someone's reputation. A chance at dating someone like Daisy is a once in a lifetime, I'm not jeopardizing that to gloat.
"Such a shame she's with another woman because I would have really made her scream." Scream about getting a restraining order maybe.
"Are you talking about the pink haired girl?" Mella questioned in response the shortest woman nodded her head, taking another bite of her lunch. "Oh yeah she's fucking gorgeous. Like I wouldn't have been surprised if she was a model or something." I fought back a laugh at the irony of that statement. You are right, Carmella. She really could be a model.
"Right!" Cedes exclaimed, looking back over to me with a mischievous sparkle in them. "You should convince Dakota to become a model! She'd fit right in with the Heyman Hustle Girls!" Once again, I fought back a snicker, this is too good.. It's convenient that 'Dakota' just so happens to be the leader of said group.
"You just want to have photos of her." I wanted to protest that one can't simply become a part of that group, I'd imagine it would take a lot of trial and error. At least, that's what I think anyway, I haven't really asked Daisy about her job. Note to self, move any pictures that the brunette sends me, or I download into a private folder for my eyes only.
"Listen, a girl needs new jilling materials every so often! My spank bank is thinning." I do not need to know this. I really don't. Although my spank bank will definitely need to grow. I have the visuals firsthand etched into my mind forever.
Carmella purred, tracing a manicured nail down the arm of the shorter woman. "I can help you with your spank bank, Cedes and if you are interested, Becky." The blonde looked over to me with a sultry smirk. Did I hear that correctly? What the fuck is going on? First asking me out to dinner and now hinting that she could send me risqué pictures if I wanted them.
"I'm going to have to decline Mella, no disrespect, you're beautiful but-"
"Becky's a prude and doesn't have a sex drive." Mercedes stated nonchalantly as I reached over and tried to slap her on the shoulder. She moved out of my reach and let out a giggle.
"Aw, that's lowkey wholesome that you still have your v-card. Waiting for the right one, aren't you?" Carmella cooed sweetly over to me. Oh yeah, I totally didn't lose that a couple years back but only two people know about that, Daisy and the woman I slept with.
"Y-Yeah I guess so."
"I've tried getting her to go for a hook-up but no dice." This is literally a weekly conversation that the two of us have. I tend to zone out every time this comes up.
"Well, if you ever need some advice or teaching, I'd be happy to help." Again, there was a more seductive tone in her as she pressed her finger against my chest. I blinked curiously a couple times, looking at the blonde, who only smirked. Cedes was smirking over to me as well, nodding her head and wiggling her eyebrows.
"Okay thanks." Carmella has been acting weird since she came out of the bedroom. I'll ignore that for now. I do need dating advice, but I can't exactly be vocal about that because they will both realize that I am hiding something. Cedes wouldn't let me leave until I spilled the beans, so I'd be stuck here forever. The blonde went over and grabbed the lunch off of the plate and started snacking on it. I looked over to my purple-haired bestie. "There is nothing wrong with me waiting to date or have sex and focus on myself, Mercedes."
She rolled her eyes. "I guess. Still think you were eying Dakota a hella lot."
"No, that was you!" I countered back. It was totally me too.
"Yeah, but I swear, I've seen her before somewhere. I can't figure it out." With all the drooling she does over all the Las Vegas models, the longer she stays at Daisy's side; the more I was worried that Mercedes would piece together who she actually was. Thankfully that wasn't the case, but it seems like her mind has still been thinking back to 'Dakota'. My purple-haired bestie scoffed. "Ah forget it, I can't think on an empty stomach. I got quite the early morning workout. I'll save one for you Becks." Her eyes looked back over to the blonde dancer as I fought the urge to gag at the pair of them. I didn't need to know that, but I guess eating one of the wraps wouldn't hurt. It will provide me with enough silence for the time being to see what I can think of for my date with Daisy tomorrow. I'm so excited but also nervous at the same time. What if I mess things up?