Nonstop To Nowhere - Fallen Angel (Tome I)

Once her explanation was over, Skylar burst into tears at the memory of that horrible day. Andy took her in his arms to comfort her, but couldn't help shedding one or two tears. How could this 25-year-old woman, who was so smiling, full of joy and radiant, have lived such horror?

- I'm sorry ... he said simply not knowing how to take it.
- It is not your fault. Replied Skylar.

She looked at him in eyes and opened her mouth, ready for the same occasion to tell him that Mike was back, but thought better of it.

- You were going to say something? He asked, stroking her cheek.
- No, I ... Thank you. She said, smiling weakly.
- Skylar, tell me what's going on, you were going to say something else. He insisted, tilting his head.

The blonde girl took a deep breath, closed her eyes and looked at him with a look filled with sadness.

- Mike came out of jail and he was the guy who asked me to come with him at Baja Sharkeez earlier. She said, lowering her head, ashamed.
- So he wasn't a friend then.
- No...
- What did he tell you. He asked dryly with a hint of bitterness in his voice.
- Nothing really bad ... Just that I belonged to him and I wouldn't escape from him.
- Excuse me ?!
- Yes ... But don't worry, it's not like it's the first time it happened.

As soon as she finished her sentence Skylar regretted these words. He looked at her with misunderstanding but also with hatred, not toward Skylar but toward Mike.

- What?
- No, listen, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm not scared ...
- Of course, you're scared! You didn't stop having nightmares of your past and I'm sure this isn't the first time it's happening. Why you didn't tell me? He said taking Skylar's face in his hands.
- I didn't think it was important ... She replied, looking at her hands.
- Of course if it is!
- Listen to me, I'm fine even if since he has resurfaced, I'm a little scared, but I'm stronger than before and all of this belongs to the past. I will not let him brake me again.

She closed the conversation by kissing him. Skylar felt relieved, as if released from a weight after confiding herself to the man she loved. She also made him promise not to act differently with her, because that was the only way she could go ahead and forget the fact that yes, she had a painful past and the fact that Mike was around. Today was also their last day together because he had to leave the next day.

So they were both on the terrace chatting like a couple would do by drinking a coffee. They had decided not to talk about the past, but he asked her to tell him about her problems as soon as she had them. She had agreed, however she wasn't sure if she wanted to do it because problems she was going to have them as soon as he left and Skylar refused to bother him every day because Mike was going to make her live a living hell.

- By the way, you asked me last week if you could come and see me at the Cabaret and I thought that tonight, as it was your last day and evening with me, you could come and support me... She asked looking into his bright bleu eyes.
- With pleasure, I would even be there to congratulate you ... Answered Andy smiling maliciously.
- Oh yeah, really ? She asked as she entered in his game.
- Yes. He whispered, kissing her.

***

Breathless, lying down, her head resting on his chest, Skylar realized that she had quickly attached herself to a man she practically knew nothing about. Despite this, she found herself lucky and had found again the hope of loving, because it's true that after the Mike episode, the young woman no longer believed in anything and certainly not in love, which for her represented two things: violence and suffering. She was pulled from her daydreaming by the ringing of her phone.

- Let it ring. He said kissing her.
- And if it's important?
- Well they will call back ...

The young woman smiled, sat in the bed and watched her alarm clock.

- 6:30 pm ... she said simply looking at the alarm clock. Oh my god it's 6:30 pm! She exclame panicked.
- Yes, you just said it.
- Oh my god, I'm late, Tess is going to kill me! The dancer exclaimed as she dressed double quick.
- Why ? He asked, also getting dressed.
- The Rouge Burlesque opens its doors in only thirty minutes and I am neither makeup, nor hair, nor anything at all!

She took her boyfriend's hand and pulled themselves into the car. Andy laughed at the sight of the one he loved running around the apartment and pulling him to the car. He also liked seeing her get upset after him because he kindly made fun of her, or the fact that she was clutching the steering wheel of her car for fear of being late.

- Ok, well, I let you go up there, we meet at the end of the show at the bar and a little advice place yourself in the middle of the room in the center, it's the best seat. Oh yes, and say that you come from me! Skylar said kissing him and running to a red door in which was written white letter "Artist Area".

He watched her leave, smiling stupidly. He walked to the steps that Skylar had shown him when he heard the melodies of a jazz band. He pushed open the door at the top of the stairs and was hit by the inside of the cabaret. It was like stepping into the past. Black and white pin-up photos, the Sunset Strip, Las Vegas and Paris of the 50s and pictures of dancers were hung on the brown walls.

The interior was wooden, there were crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and the backs and seat of the chairs were in dark red velvet. The lights in the scenes were blue, casting cerulean shadows on the audience.

- We may not have windows, but we have the best view of Miami. Said a blond man staring at the dancers and catching Andy's attention. 20 bucks. He asked, revealing a strong American accent.
- Um, I come on behalf of Skylar. He replied.
- Oh then, treat yourself. Said the blond guy raising his arm inviting him to enter the room before turning his attention to another person.

As he stepped into the cabaret, he sat down at a table in the center of the room, Skylar was right, it was here that we have best view of the scene.

"Show a little more ... show a little less ..." began to sing a woman with curly black hair. He raised his eyebrows surprised by the beauty of the voice of this woman who stood on stage. Her long brown hair formed perfect curls, her legs were wrapped in fishnet stockings, and a black cape fell from her shoulders, she was dressed in a simple sparkling leotard covering her slim body.

Meanwhile, Skylar was getting ready to dance "Good Girl". Tonight she was particularly stressed because Andy was there to see her and she wanted him to find it perfect.

- Sky, it's me or you're nervous? Cassie asked who was helping her best friend put on her wig.

The blonde nodded, explaining briefly that seeing tonight was the last night she and her boyfriend were together, she had offered to come and see her.

Skylar was finally ready and headed for the stage. She pushed the curtain slightly in search of the one she loved. The blonde girl finally found him at the best table, right in front of the stage, she smiled and exhale a good blow. The lights in the room went out and the music start playing.

"The dress is Chanel, the shoes YSL, the bag is Dior, Agent Provocateur". Skylar was singing laying on a red velvet couch, her body perfectly drawn wrapped in a pink corset adorned with pink and white crystals at the chest. She wore pink panties with flesh-colored stockings and had a pair of heels, also adorned with white and pink crystals. "My address today, LA by the way, above the Sunset Strip, the Hill all the way. "

She sat on the couch arching slightly and continued. "My rings are by Wenster, they make their heads twirl, they all say 'darling what did you do for those pearls?' What?!" Skylar got up, walked to the edge of the stage and smirked at the man she loved. "I am a good girl ..." she sang, winking at him.

At the end of the show, they ended up at the bar as planned. He told her how much he had loved the show and the fact that she was an amazing dancer.

- I wish I could stay with you again. Next time, you come to my place. Arrange with your work as you want, but I want you to join me in L.A in March ... You have no right to say no!
- In this case ... Yes, I would come! Come on, I want to enjoy a little more of you before you leave.
- With pleasure !

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