Bleed Myself Dry, Chapter 2: Masquerade

Masquerade

Chris told me to be in his room in twenty minutes so I had to hurry up with the fridge to Ricky. I went down to the reception to ask if they could take a mini fridge to the Room 148. They said that a man has already talked to them about it but they couldn't help him with that. Then I asked them that what kind of hotel is this that there aren't any fridges in each rooms. They apologised. After that I went up to my room to use my netbook. I ordered a mini fridge. In the future I will have to ask Chris about the financial matters. I have made some phone calls so the fridge were in the hotel in fifteen minutes. I told the courier to bring the mashine to Ricky's hotel room.
After all of that I fixed my make-up, brushed my hair and put on scent. I was a bit late.
Now I feel butterflies in my stomach while I'm standing in front of the Room 150. I knocked. After a few seconds Chris opened the door.
- Hey, little girl! - he smiled - You don't have to knock!
- But I always will Chris, I don't wanna disturb you.
Shit... I bet that if I didn't knock, a model girl would be in his bed! Brr
- Are you okay? - he touched my shoulder.
No longer! His touch gives me the creeps.
- Of course. So it's your room - I took a few steps from the door.
- Yes, Karen. But it's like yours.
- Really - I said innocently and he started to laugh.
- Come in, take a seat - he pointed to a red armchair.
- Thanks. So how can I help you with the dinner? - I asked.
He sat in front of me and started to stare me. I felt embarrassed.
- It's not only a dinner.
- Okay, than what is it? - I have to be patient in the future with Chris.
- We always organize a special party when we go to every tenth hotel. Actually, our friends never know when we are in the tenth.. but they always get to know about the party in that day so that nobody can hear about it who don't have to. Do you understand?
- Exactly. And what kind of party will be today?
- I don't know yet. You have to help me.
- And why did you say dinner?
- It would have been so long to explain everything about the night. And honestly I've wanted to make sure that you are a nice girl, not an obsessed fan. Don't get me wrong! I really like my fans but working with them is not so good.
Cool. From now on I will have to keep a secret: I'm a big fan of Motionless in White.
- I understand what you say - I put on a smile.
- Thank you. So what do you think about the night?
- Mm.. It's not that easy! - I stood up and circle the room.
I saw something under the bed and I bend for it. Chris was watching me curiously.
I went red when I realised that I was holding an eye mask in my hands that has text on it: sex slave.
I had two choises. 1. throw it away 2. smile and take it in a drower..  maybe next to the handcuffs and whips.
Chris was trying to hold back his laughter at this time.
- That's my.. that's my.. haha! Just put it on the bed. Sometimes I'm sleeping with that eye mask on.
Then an idea came to my mind.
- Chris - I said slowly.
- Hm?
- What about organizing a masquerade?
He looked me in the eyes for a few seconds.
- So? - I asked.
- It's a great idea Karen! I knew you are perfect for this job!
- How.. - I said softly but he didn't hear me.
- Please write a text message to the people you find on my white Iphone. It's on the desk next to the bed.
- Okay.
- Everybody has to wear costumes and eye masks. It will be fun that nobody will know who are who.
- I'm gonna organize everything - and I went to the door.
When I opened it, Chris said:
- Karen?
- Yes?
- You are invited too. So buy a dress and an eye mask. You can use the credit card that is in the envelope I put on your desk with the neck pass and the important papers.
- Oh, thanks a lot! So I can use a credit card! It's good to know. I bought a fridge from my own money to Ricky.
- You don't say? Oh, please forgive me that I haven't told you the things I gave you.
- Honestly.. I haven't seen the things on the desk. It's my fault.
When I turned towards the door Chris started to speak again.
- Karen?
- Hm, Chris? - I said with shaking lips.
- I can't wait for the masquerade.
I smiled and left the room.

Bleed Myself Dry, Chapter 1: City lights

City lights

Two days ago I went to the town to speak with one of my friends' uncle, Pete. I want a summer job and Greta said that Pete can help me to find one.
When I entered the coffee shop I didn't see him so I just sat down next to the window to watch the people passing by. 10 minutes later someone poked my left shoulder.
- Ouch!
- Hi Karen! - Pete winked at me.
- Hey! Sit down! - I said.
- How are you? Have you ordered something yet?
- No.. I was waiting for you.
- Oh.. Ok. Then what do you wanna drink? Or are you hungry? - he started to read the menu.
- No, I'll be fine with a cup of coffe with milk and honey.
When the waitress left our table he pulled out some papers from his handbag.
- So Karen. What kind of job do you want?
- I don't really know. I just want to earn some money to buy some clothes and go to concerts..
- You say concerts?
- Yes - his question sounds weird. - Why?
- What if you were working with a band as an assistant.. maybe a slave as far as I know the musicians nowadays - he laughed.
- With who? - I became excited. I've known that he has some acquaintances in the music industry.
- Where are that sheet of paper.. - he had almost fifteen sheets.
- Anyways.. thanks Pete for your help. It means so much to me!
- Oh, nothing sweetheart, it's one of my jobs so.. Yes! Here it is! Sorry.. it doesn't say the name of the band or the singer..
- Could you ask somebody? It would be so much fun if I could work with musicians!
- I don't know.. Do you wanna know what are the other jobs?
- I don't think so.. - I laughed.
- Ok.. But what if the band was something classical..?
- That's why you have to ask somebody Pete!
- You're like a fourteen-year-old girl now...
- I'm 20.
- I know!
- And I'm into music.
- I see. Ok.. I call Adam - he started dialling.
While he was on the phone I was staring at him. Then he put the Iphone on the desk.
- So?
- I'm not sure if you know that band.
- Try me.
- It's called.. Motionless in white.
- What? - I whispered.
- Motionle..
- Stop! What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me?? Motionless in white?? - I screamed.
Everybody in the coffee shop looked at me like I was an idiot.
- Ok, now you are really like a little teen girl.
- Chris Motionless is my musical hero oh my goodness!!
- I think that it's not the perfect job for you Karen. If you are a big fan of them it won't be a good idea.
- Oh come on! Please!
- Do you think that you would be fine with working there?
- Totally!
- Fine.
After that we did what we had to and now I'm standing on the pavement with my big suitcase and I'm waiting for the car that will bring me to the hotel where the guys staying at.
A beautiful black Audi stopped right in front of me. The driver got off the car and came to me.
- Miss Crawford?
- Yes, I am - I said excitedly.
He put my suitcase in the trunk and opened the door to me. I got in the backseat.
It was a 15 minutes road from the airport.
I thought that the band will greet me in the hall but I was wrong. We went to my room, it's number was 125. The man didn't say any information to me but he's already left. I went to the window. Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm here.. And what a view from here! The city lights are so bright and beautiful. It gives me strength and hope for the future. I'm so calm here.. It's just a dream coming true..
- Where is she?? - someone opened my door suddenly. - Oh here she is!
It was Ricky!
- Hello. My name is Karen Crawford. I'm your new assistant..
- Right. I'm Ricky and I want a fucking fridge in my room now!
- Mmm... A fridge? - I was a bit surprised.
- Did you hear me? Oh my.. I hope you are not a beauty with an empty soul because I..
- Hey! - Chris entered the room.
OH MY GOD!!
- Hello.. - I whispered.
- Is everything ok Ricky? - he asked.
- I hope so! But that chick is a little bit slow and she can't hear well.
- My ears and my hearing is fine, thanks - it was embarrassing.
- Ok. Than don't forget the fridge to the Room 148! - he left.
I was disappointed and I stared the floor.
- He had a bad day. Never mind! - hearing Chris' voice reminds me that he is in the room too.
- I'm fine - I put on a smile with shaking lips.
- I'm Chris Cerulli. What's your name? - he was so hot and kind. I'm melted..
- My name is Karen Crawford.
- Karen. Nice to meet you. Could you help me with planning the dinner?
- Sure..
We smiled at each other. I wanted to stay lost in that moment forever.