TB: Impromptu meeting -angst-

 TB: Impromptu meeting -angst-

// Trying to explain the tumultuous relationship Sara had with her ex Brett and how much of an asshole he actually is.  She dated Brett Howard for 3 years. They broke up when she was 23 and she had been single ever since.

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Unnamed Girl's private room. 

Dotty was applying the finishing touches on her protégée's face. She had noticed that her left eye was swollen and bruised. Sara had tried to cover it up with her make-up but the blonde voluptuous woman knew too much about this type of injury to not have noticed it. Usually, she would wait for Sara to speak first and tell her what was happening, but this time she couldn't keep it to herself. A concerned voice broke the silence and she cupped the young woman's chin. 

"Baby, what's going on?"

"I'm fine, Dot. Please, just... keep at it. I have to look good on screen." -She tried to deflect the conversation, but her lips started to shake. Dotty furrowed her blonde brows and released Sara's chin to resume applying makeup to her eye- "Dot... Don't worry. I'm fine."

"Sara. I know a black eye when I see one. Who did this to you? Brett?" -Sara flinched and chewed at her bottom lip in order to hold back a painful moan.- "Fine! You don't have to tell me it's him, I know it's him.  why? Why did he do this?"

Sara panicked and shrugged her shoulders. How could she tell Dotty what Brett was putting her through? She quickly became a superstar. Her career launched when she was 18 and reached new levels since its beginning. Unnamed Girl was what many called a megastar. She was invited everywhere in the world and filled whole stadiums with her unique performances. She had her hardcore fans who called themselves the Unknown and who dedicated internet shrines and blogs and fan clubs to this young girl. Her "long-time" boyfriend, Brett, was but a C-List superhero who leeched off of her fame. He was charming, at first, really charming and she fell for his fake kind persona. She fell head over heels for him and tried to please him in any way she could. yet, Brett wasn't satisfied. 

He was controlling once they were together. She had to dress a certain way, behave a certain way, and talk to him a certain way. If she failed to do as he requested, he would remind her. Usually, his words were enough, he would demean her, and criticize her every move. He'd tell her she wasn't pretty enough, wasn't good enough, and couldn't be loved by her fans if she didn't change things as he saw fit. She loved him so much that she didn't realize at first what he was trying to do and his words started to impact her and Sara ended up believing them. Brett had never been physical with her until a couple days ago. he lost his patience because she didn't do as he asked. She didn't cover her freckles before going out on a date with him and he decided that she was defiant and disobedient. She argued her case, hoping he would understand that she wanted a quiet night at their favorite joint but he didn't like it. so he punched her face and told her she looked disgusting. 

"I didn't....put my makeup on. I know... I know he told me to cover up when we're together but that night, I wanted to let my skin breathe. I wanted privacy. There was my mistake, I wanted something I knew he didn't want." -She said, trying to justify his reaction. Dotty's face turned livid as a cold fury started to wash through her body. How could he get away with this behavior for so long? How come she did not see it happening? Dotty shifted the blame on him, refusing to take it on herself and she let her fingers run over her client and pulled her into a hug. "What... are you doing? Dot... I'm fine."

"This isn't fine, Sara. Don't you see? Don't you see he's trying to take from you? Come on, baby. You have to set yourself free from that man or you'll be living your life in a prison like at the Orphanage. Do you want to live your life like that?" -Sara was struggling with keeping her emotions to herself. She was about to cry and ruin the makeup Dotty had put on her face. She wanted to scream and ask for her help because she didn't know how to escape her boyfriend but words died at the back of her throat.  Instead, she held onto Dotty's arms and tried to swallow her sobs back. 

It didn't last long, for she felt it, the air turned colder and she realized that Brett was in the building. He used to create Ice on his path, enough to turn the atmosphere in the room or building extremely cold. This way, Sara would know he was around and she would behave before he opened the door. He enjoyed seeing her shake before him and recoil to a corner of the room he entered. He enjoyed seeing her try to placate him because that made him feel powerful and in control.  She blinked and shifted her eyes from left to right before her faint voice came out, issuing a warning to her manager. 

"Leave. Please. He's coming..."

"No. I won't lea--"

"Dot! For the love of god, Leave the room. Brett doesn't like you and I can't... Deal with him if I also have to make sure you're okay. Leave. I'll be fine. I'll have to perform."

She watched as a conflicted older woman struggled to move away from her and sighed in relief as Dotty finally left her private room. The air was still getting colder, so cold that when she exhaled, she could see the fog coming out of her mouth. Brett was very near, and she had to be on her best behavior if she didn't want to upset him. She would gather the strength to leave him, surely she would, in the future. She wanted to believe that her desire to be safe and alive would supersede her desire to be loved. Brett didn't love her, he used her. He used her for everything come to think of it. He needed her fame to bring some focus on him too. He needed her love because he damn well knew that he couldn't be loved like she did. he needed her affection and her dedication to him to give meaning to his fucking life. He needed her money to keep living a lavish life. he needed her for everything and held her in the palm of his hand because he convinced her that nobody loved her and nobody could love her like he did. 

Sara had already had her heart broken by her ex Tara. She didn't want to lose Brett because she felt that if she did, then she would be on her own forever. She had survived the orphanage and the violence she witnessed there and suffered from. She had survived her parents and their lack of love...but she couldn't survive -in her mind, at the time- another breakup.  Yet, her heart was beating fast against her ribcage. What if he got angry? what if he hurt her again? She stroked her cheek and bit her thumb anxiously.  That night, Brett would lovebomb her. He would treat her like his princess and would smother her with his affection to drown the little noise in the back of her head. It would work and she would not see it coming when Brett would very publicly break up with her, humiliating her in the process and shredding her confidence to pieces and the idea that maybe someone, somewhere could be decent enough to want her, honestly want her and treat her right. Brett was that type of man, brutal, manipulative... a real sociopath who tried (but failed) to destroy Sara in hopes she would never be able to move on from him.  He noticed she still lived in their old apartment and she still had her little habits and he decided to very soon pay her a visit and see what he could get from her again. 

-TBC-