Only Angel [h.s]

𝟬𝟭 - 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆

I've seen all the movie stars
In their fancy cars and their limousines
Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens
But I know what I'm needing
And I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a New York state of mind

[New York State Of mind
Billy Joel]

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trigger warning:
mention of abuse, sexual assult & ED's

November 20th 2016

"Nat you better hurry your ass up and get in here!" My best friend, Stella yells from our kitchen, judging from her tone she already sounds drunk off her ass, which i can't say i'm surprised by.

"Stella please I'm sorry I'll be one sec I need to put on some jewellery" I shout back, we were supposed to be going out tonight to a club downtown tonight called Sapphires, which in all honestly sounds like the name of a strip club and not a bar. New York city night life isn't exactly all it's cracked up to be though, in fact its alleyways that smell like piss, drunk middle-aged men catcalling anything with a vagina and legs, overcrowded, overpriced sweaty clubs and tourists who got lost trying to find the way back to their hotel. And since its November the city is busy with people trying to shop for Christmas and tourists who are in town for thanksgiving.

I glance back up at my reflection in my body length bedroom mirror, tonight I opted for a short strapless leopard print dress with a deep black u neck shirt underneath that fits comfortably on my body. I decide to keep my long brown hair down instead of tying it up like I usually do. I walk over to my closet and slide open the doors to retrieve my favourite pair of strappy 4' black heels and put them on, if I'm being honest the heels really don't do anything for me seeing as I'm a measly 5'1. I then walk over to my bedside table and grab my favourite necklace and clasp it around my neck while putting on my second favourite ring that has an opal stone on it, sliding it on next to my rose ring on my right hand.

I leave my room and start to walk down the hallway to our open plan living room/kitchen but I come to a halt as I hear what sounds like giggling and empty bottles being rummaged through.