The Underground
Prologue
"It's been the ruin of many a poor boy and God I know I'm one."
-The House of the Rising Sun
A woman stood her arms leaning against the balcony giving her a clear view of the parlor below. Her lips curled into a crimson smile at the sight of the clouds of smoke and the brassy sound of the music playing below. It had taken a long time to get to this point, too long. The familiar strains of 'Hotel California' echoed through the haze a haunting foreboding to those who knew what it meant.
Across the room a girl stood fully aware of the leering gazes that were pointed her direction. She kept her head up not letting the others see that the hungry gazes below made her feel like an over-glorified piece of meat. They made her feel like she was worthless, worth nothing more than what she could give, which wasn't much.
With the end of the song the girl caught the gaze of the woman on the balcony. Receiving a nod the girl took long steps down from the platform. She skillfully shimmied through the crowd avoiding the wandering hands and inappropriate comments. Her eyes skimmed the crowd picking out an ideal candidate.
Putting one long exposed leg over the other she settled herself onto the lap of a likely contender. His slimy grin made her insides twist but remembering what would happen later she forced out a smile. Subtle touches and overdone attentiveness lured the unsuspecting man into her trap. He fell for her whispering pink lips and soft skin not noticing her cold, calculating serpent like gaze.
Blindly following, the girl led the man into a back room. He made a move on her the second the door was closed but she pushed him away and into the lone chair in the room. Dimming the lights she came to stand in front of him a smirking smile on her face. With definite movements she straddled the man grimacing at the expectant look on his face. Slipping the small object from her garter she ran the tip of her tongue up his face until her pink lips whispered into his ear, his crimson blood running warm across her hand.
"Goodnight."
-The House of the Rising Sun
A woman stood her arms leaning against the balcony giving her a clear view of the parlor below. Her lips curled into a crimson smile at the sight of the clouds of smoke and the brassy sound of the music playing below. It had taken a long time to get to this point, too long. The familiar strains of 'Hotel California' echoed through the haze a haunting foreboding to those who knew what it meant.
Across the room a girl stood fully aware of the leering gazes that were pointed her direction. She kept her head up not letting the others see that the hungry gazes below made her feel like an over-glorified piece of meat. They made her feel like she was worthless, worth nothing more than what she could give, which wasn't much.
With the end of the song the girl caught the gaze of the woman on the balcony. Receiving a nod the girl took long steps down from the platform. She skillfully shimmied through the crowd avoiding the wandering hands and inappropriate comments. Her eyes skimmed the crowd picking out an ideal candidate.
Putting one long exposed leg over the other she settled herself onto the lap of a likely contender. His slimy grin made her insides twist but remembering what would happen later she forced out a smile. Subtle touches and overdone attentiveness lured the unsuspecting man into her trap. He fell for her whispering pink lips and soft skin not noticing her cold, calculating serpent like gaze.
Blindly following, the girl led the man into a back room. He made a move on her the second the door was closed but she pushed him away and into the lone chair in the room. Dimming the lights she came to stand in front of him a smirking smile on her face. With definite movements she straddled the man grimacing at the expectant look on his face. Slipping the small object from her garter she ran the tip of her tongue up his face until her pink lips whispered into his ear, his crimson blood running warm across her hand.
"Goodnight."
Notes
So I kind of wanted to write something a lot darker and JustBloo. gave me this idea. It's changed a little bit from the message board but it will be fun to write.
Let me know what you think
And although the prologue is 3rd person to be vague would you guys like to see the 1st person?
-L
