LACE

Lorraine Lebedeva

I'm warm. My eyes fluttered open, I began to blink rapidly to gain back my vision. When I look around I realize that I'm in my room.

How did I end up here?

When I look down I notice that I'm in my nightdress and my clothing from last night is neatly placed on my nightstand.

I pull myself out of bed and I feel a sharp intake of pain. My head is pounding.

I groan and force myself out of bed.

I start to remember everything from last night. I remember we were Drinking then Katina asked me to dance after I danced with this guy. Everything else is a blur.

God, I hope I didn't do anything stupid.

Wait- that guy I danced with said my name. How the hell does he know my name and I think he looked familiar.

I shrug off the feeling and walk towards the door, opening it I peek my head out to make sure there are no guards in the hallway.

My body relaxed a bit that the hall was empty. I slowly walk out and gently shut my bedroom door

- Pressing my lips together so that I don't make a sound, I carefully tip-toed to the staircase but I stop when I hear someone call out my name.

"Shit," I whispered to myself. Putting on my best smile I turn on my heel to face the person.

"Mother," I say with enthusiasm. My smile dropped when she had a stern cold expression, I began to play with my fingers and lowered my head.

"Why did you sneak out Lorraine?" She questions.

"I-I didn't," I told her. She folds her arms and shifts to one side as her hip pops out.

"Lorraine." She declares. My body goes stiff.

I'm not scared or anything. I just hope that she doesn't inform dad.

But my mom was always playing the good cop role when it comes to me, but sometimes she can betray me.

Mother flips her copper red hair to one side as her ocean blue eyes twinkled under the sunlight.

I'm like a split version of my mother. I mostly took her looks instead of fathers. Her copper-red hair, blue eyes, and light feckless that blend well with her pale skin.

"It was her birthday mother," I say. "You could have gotten hurt or worse." She replies, taking a step forward.

"I know but I brought Dante with me and a gun."

She holds my gaze for just a moment before she closes her eyes. Exhales a sharp breath. Then I looked up.

"Fine. You're off the hook this time." She says, pointing her index finger at me. "Thank you," I whisper.

She sighs and walks away, then yells from afar. "Breakfast will be ready and your package is here!"

Package?

"I didn't order anything!" I yell back. "Well, there's a package for you!"

I sigh and proceed to walk down the hall but I stop when I notice that my father's office door is open.

Gently knocking on the door. I pushed it open to find my father's back facing me.

"Da?" He said.

"I didn't know you would arrive early," I said, facing the ground as I played with my fingers.

It's a habit of mine whenever I get nervous or feel uncomfortable.

I was startled when I felt cold hands caressing my cheek. "Nice seeing you too princess," Father said with his thick Russian accent. I chuckled a little then pulled father into a hug as I rested my head on his chest.

Listening to his calm heartbeat. Shutting my eyes and sighed. "I missed you," I whispered. "Missed you too."

"Obviously."

He chuckled and his chest vibrated against my ears. Father gently pulled me away and pressed his lips on my forehead. "How was it?" I asked curiously. His body became stiff. "Terrible. But I'll deal with it." He says angrily.

I nodded my head back and forth and tried to avoid eye contact. "But what happened?"

"Fucking Italians." He snaps then paces back and forth. "Fucking ruined everything!" Suddenly the door burst open to find mother worriedly facing father.

She turned towards my direction then gave me the 'look'. I bit the inside of my cheek and walked out the office, closing the door so that they can have their privacy.

The package...I curiously pulled my eyebrows together then rushed downstairs. Wondering what it is.

Maybe it's Katina or one of my family members from France.

I finally reach the door and one of the maids, Nuna, hands me a perfectly wrapped box with a red bow on top and a card beside it.

I took the box and thanked her then rushed back upstairs, shutting my bedroom door.

I placed the box on my bed then gently unwrapped it. I gasped when I saw the logo Victoria's Secret.

Removing the cover my jaw dropped when I saw a very revealing red lingerie.

My heart was rapidly pounding against my chest. I was cold and hot wondering who bought me this.

And it's a perfect size, a little too creepy if you ask me.

I pick up the card and flip it over.

I hope you like your little gift RED.

-RR

Reading each word over and over again I start to question who this person is and why did they call me red?