Pretty Girl Tears

PARIS Part 2

Trigger warning- emotional/ physical abuse talk

The evening had arrived and the 4 fully glammed colleagues made way over towards the grand event that would be watched by millions and scrutinised by many more as the new Karla range would finally be displayed to the world in what was known to be the event of a life time

Camila had managed to convince the elder that a pair of skimpy new lingerie accompanied by a silk white robe was the 'in' fashion garment to wear at such a show.. she looked stunning.. her eyes perfectly winged while her lips echo a deep shade of red.. she looked better than Camila..

They arrived in good time heading back stage where Camila promised to show the girl how things worked as the first set of models storm the runway each wearing a mind blowing piece that sent the crowd going wild, the sounds of the paparazzi from clicking their flashing Cameras a sound Lauren was only fascinated to hear

"This is crazy? I can't believe this whole show is yours?"

She gasped taking in the goosebump ushering atmosphere that had been a feeling like no other, loud music and blaring roars of clapping high heels just felt magical in ways she'd never expected

"Well it takes a lot of work but it's pretty cool huh... now do you see why I give the models such a hard time?"

"Yeah.. this shit has to be perfect I can tell.."

Lauren respond just eyeing the tall light fixtures that hung above their heads as they wonder through hair and makeup strategically avoiding a certain rack of red lingerie the girl had on under her silk robe

"So that right there is where the models walk out from, later on there will be a front runner who'll walk it alone wearing the final piece.. it's going to look incredible!"

Camila explain as Lauren drink up her mind blowing words.. she knew herself that anyone the woman dressed became almost instantly famous.. she was just that powerful..

"That's crazy... I can't wait to see it.."

She gasped back trailing her fingertips along the expensive garments just waiting to be filled before heading out front with her boss to watch the majority of the show open mouthed barely able to breath, after the second half had ended they head backstage greeting Zach who had strategically offered to 'touch up' their makeup making sure to add an extra coat of red to the elders lips before being handed a strong complimentary drink

"I kind of like the free alcohol I'm not gonna lie.."

"Good.. enjoy it"

Camila spoke turning away to have a sip of her own holding back the pending guilt as she receive a scolding look from Sam quickly approaching her standing stature while Lauren otherwise engage with his husband

"You're sure about this girl... it's not to late to make Louise your front runner.."

Camila shook her head with furrowed brows ignoring the crude judgment on her decision as she slam the drink down into the counter

"She's doing it Sam! I don't care what you have to do! Lauren is walking that runway!"

Sam gulped back wiping at his nervously sweating brow as he himself stole the remainder of the vodka heavy drink needing a little boost for his tangled stomach