Blake's P.O.V

“You’re going to look amazing Blake.” Edith smiled at me in the mirror as she tightened the back of my corset up for me.
“Thank you Edith.” I smiled nervously, watching my reflection as I noticed my perfect make up done by one of the young girls, my black smoky eyes and my dark purple lipstick standing out against my pale white skin. The black choker that Anna had got me when she went shopping that had a little cameo pendent hanging down a little from it completed the look.
“Think it’s ready for your dress Miss Darling.” She smiled as she helped me to step into the floor length gown, something that could easily hide my steal healing thigh. It was a deep plum colour and matched my dress almost perfectly. My classic black peep toe suede shoes hiding under the bottom of the dress, causing a strain on my thigh but nothing I couldn’t handle. “As I suspected you look amazing.” Edith smiled as she finished zipping up my dress causing me to blush as another maid walked into the room after I answered her knock.
“Excuse me but Mr Iero is waiting outside for you Miss Darling.” I nodded slightly, careful not to misplace my low bun that had been done by the maid.
“I’m coming.” I smiled giving myself a once over before slowly making my way over to the door as the new maid opened it making me bite my lip, suddenly very aware of the butterflies in my stomach again.

He had his back to me but damn he looked mighty fine his smart black suit, I coughed to get his attention and the shock on his face didn’t go unnoticed by me when he saw me.
“Blake you,” He paused just staring as I heard Edith giggle from behind me causing me to smiled.
“I know I look hot now I need some champagne so let’s get this ball rolling shall we.” I laughed at my pun again. He quickly darted his way over to me before offering me his arm which I looped mine throw. We walked down to the ballroom silently, the clipping of my heels the only noise. Every step I take I can feel more and more nervous as I suddenly realised this plan could go horribly wrong and I could be killed right there and then.
“You’re wrong you know.” He paused just before the doors as I looked up at him, “you don’t look ‘hot’ you look breathtakingly beautiful. I have the hottest girl at the gala.” He smiled down at me as I blushed looking up at him.
“Your tie is wonky.” I smiled as I turned in front of him to fix it, leaving my hands on his chest to feel that delicious tingle as I heard his sharp intake of breath causing me to smile. “All better.” I laughed as he wrapped his arm around my waist bending me back and kissing me full square on the lips as I held on to his shoulders laughing.
“Enough already god.” I heard from behind him as he helped me to stand, my back still to Gerard and Anna as I composed myself, knowing full well Anna would be smirking.
I turned round slowly and smiled at Anna. “Hey their hotty how about we ditch these two and I’ll take you on a real date.” I winked at her causing her to laugh. “In all seriousness you look just amazing. A distraction like that and they’ll forget all about me being a glitch.” I laughed nervously as I looked over at Frank who was deep in conversation with Gerard and one of the butlers.
“You ready?” He whispered to me as Gerard and Anna took their places in front of us, Gerard being older. I nodded slowly, focusing on nothing but the back of Anna’s head trying my best not to vomit there and then on the back of her emerald lace and chiffon dress. “You’re wrong you know.” He whispered catching my gaze, “they’re not going to kill you here and now. I won’t let anything happen to you Blake. You might not realise this but you mean a hell of a lot to me.” He smiled stroking a stray bit of lipstick he smudged.
“How do you know about that? I’ve not said that.” I looked up at him quickly confusion washing all over my face.
“You didn’t have to, because you’re thinking it.” He smiled, just as the doors opened.
“Please be upstanding for Seventh Member Gerard Way accompanied by Miss Anna Potter.” There was a long line of people who bowed their head when Anna and Gerard walked past them. The whole setup reminded me of something you’d see at a wedding or a royal ceremony, but I didn’t have time to think about that or about the comment Frank had just made as I felt the tug on my arm as Frank started to walk down the carpeted area of flooring in the middle of these two parted crowds.
“Remain upstanding for Eighth Member Frank Iero accompanied by Blake Darling.” I heard ring out as we got part way through the crowd, the doors behind shutting. There was a few intakes of breaths and I couldn’t help to think it wasn’t because of how perfect the dress was.

We got about three thirds down the crowd as I suddenly felt something. I hadn’t noticed any faces, everyone just looking the same as a gazed at the crowd but one stood out. I quickly looked over at him and that’s when I felt a sharp pain in my neck and flashing images in my mind. I saw his confusion as he stared back at me then he slowly smirked as I was struggling trying to keep it together. Frank tightened his arm to support me as he took out a moment from smiling at everyone to look at me questioningly. I desperately tried to think of what was wrong but he continued to look at me questioningly. Oh for god sakes boy use your power! We reached the very end of the line and too the dancefloor where he looked at me to say something before his mother and father walked over.
“Ok there are a few of the higher peers who are a little angry from what I could pick up, so expect them to come speak to you Frank.” His father looked at him seriously as his mother stared at me.
“I hope you know it’s going to take a lot more than a pretty dress and some fancy make-up to win everyone over. Including me. You screw this up and I will personally kill you.” His mother whispered at me as Frank looked over at us both. “I’m just going to take Miss Darling over to Elena Frank, she really wants to meet her.”
“I.. I just need to speak to -” I didn’t get to finish my sentence, my panic setting in as I realised there was a very real danger in the room.
“Elena.” She spoke as she tugged me away, my eyes pleading with Frank, preying to anybody that he’d understand there was something seriously wrong and not just nerves!

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