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“Old Lady?” I asked scared if there was any loss.
“My cherry 69 Chevrolet truck,” he chuckled and checked his watch.
“It’s almost time to open the doors. Go and get ready, cupcake. You did great, by the way,” he stood up and helped me to stand.
“Thank you, Mike,” I smiled and walked past him toward the backstage. I felt his gaze was following me with my every step. He was…strange. One minute I was thinking he was an asshole but the next minute I wasn’t so sure about what I was feeling.
Sage was in the room doing her make-up in her robe when I got there.
“Hi, Sage!” I greeted her smiling. She acknowledged me with a nod. I didn’t know why she wasn’t talking with me and actually, I didn’t know why I wanted to talk with her so much. She wasn’t much of a talker around the other girls either but something about her, the way she watched me made me feel like she knows more than she shows.
I wanted to say something, just to start a small talk with her, but didn’t know how to catch her attention and not to make myself look silly.
“Have you been working here long, Sage?” I asked and eyed my closet to find something to wear.
“Yes,” she answered and chose an outfit similar to yesterday. When she took off her robe, she stood naked in front of me in all her glory.
I didn’t know how to react. It wasn’t problem for me to see her naked but I was trying to give her some privacy. I turned my back to look into my closet again.
Hearing her exotic giggle, I turned around to face her.
“Are you really trying to not look at me?” she giggled again. Her giggle was like wine. Spicy, rich and intense.
“I didn’t know how you’d react. I was trying to give you privacy,” I said honestly and smiled.
“Privacy…privacy is inside your head, Violet. If you cannot realize this you’ll be damaged so much in this job,” she said slowly. Her eyes pinned me to the place.
I didn’t know how to respond this so my eyes scanned her outfit.
“You’re really killing that gypsy look. It looks so good,” I said as pointing to the outfit she put on the chair. I was trying to change the subject. But when my eyes focused on the tattoo on her stomach, I openly stared at her. It was too big to miss.
There was a little girl in a cage. She looked sad and scared. She was looking at a baby angel that was trying to rescue the little girl but I think she couldn’t. Next to that scene there was an apple tree and a woman who eats an apple. A long black snake that was surrounded by barbed wire was wrapped around her ankles. It looked dangerous, mysterious and so upsetting. Also, exotic and challenging. I was trying to understand why she had it done. Because she didn’t have another tattoo. In my mind, if she liked tattoos she would have another one. But no, there was only that one and I felt it was personal.
“I think you don’t care about privacy anymore, hmm?” she asked. Her voice was distant with pain. I knew, because I used that tone when I lost Angel.
“It’s personal, isn’t it?” I asked and pointed her tattoo.
“Yes…” she whispered. She looked so vulnerable I wanted to comfort her. I never thought I’d see her like this. I was curious what caused her that much pain but I kept my mouth closed.
It was awkward. She was naked and I was taking my clothes off. Yet, we were having a heart-to-heart, in a way.
“Which one I should choose?” I asked her too cheerfully and she smiled at me with gratitude.
“Those black leathers. You’d be good as biker girl,” she winked at me and put her clothes on. There was an awkward tension around the room, filled with silence. Sage and I kept ourselves busy with our clothes, so as not to go back the sensitive topic. I was itching to ask her story but I forced myself to behave.
I was grateful the sudden change in the room when the doors opened and Harley poked her head inside.
“Sage! You’ll be on stage in ten and you’re still half-naked,” she exclaimed.
“Calm down, girl! I’ll pull them off in a few minutes anyway. I’m sure they would like it.” Sage answered but quickened her movements.
Harley giggled and turned her gaze to me.
“Violet, you too, doll! You were here for a long while and both of you are half-naked. What were you guys doing in here, hmm?” she said and wiggled her eyebrows.
“Next time, you can join us,” I giggled.
“Harley, you’re a biker girl. How do I look?” I asked her and turning around myself to give her a better view.
