Helena Dress My Chemical Romance Novels & Stories

I let the glass linger at my lips as I watched the VIP entrance, a small bead curtain with a singular bouncer outside. A fiery redhead walked inside, dressed in a black form-fitting slip dress. The lights bounced off her pale skin and nearly made her glow in the dim lighting. Her freckles painted constellations across her foxy features, and her makeup perfectly accentuated her facial structure. She turned heads as she walked past, and I could plainly read every man’s mind as they ogled her. She was a firecracker, this Helena. She disgusted me.

"Aw shit, sent it to the group chat" A moment later Dante, Janice and Mara enter. We see Helena walk right passed the open door, completely obvious. She's wearing one of Arlo's shirts, one side of it tucked into black jean shorts. A studded belt, ripped fishnets and a pair of combat boots. We all look at Arlo and Alarich asks first "Are you dressing her Arlo?" Arlo shrugs

Outside, the bells tolled, summoning the lords, ladies, priests, and elders to the great ceremony. In Helena's chamber, she was seated in front of a dressing mirror, clothed in a purple flowing gown. Her hair was slipped down and styled into a low bun. Red ochre was used to paint her lips and give her cheeks a cherry blossom. Charcoal powder was used to outline her eyes and darken her brows. She looked stunning. Selena had walked into Helena's chamber and had the proud look of a mother. She personally selected the jewelry that Helena was wearing, a diamond necklace and silver earrings.

Controlled. But Helena… Helena seemed to dismantle every one of those layers. And that was dangerous. Very dangerous. Then… I felt it. My heart accelerated. For no apparent reason. My gaze instinctively swept across the room. And then… I saw her. Helena. Entering beside my father. The air seemed to vanish from my lungs. She was… breathtaking. The black dress hugged her delicate body. The slit revealed part of her leg. The neckline exposed her pale skin. Elegant.

I looked horrific. Having adjusted to the brightness I looked up and met the shocked eyes of Helena. She looked immaculate in her long ruby gown. Her chocolate curls were piled up in a fashionable style and her skin had a healthy russet glow. Her arm rested on Alpha Alexander whose face was grimly contorted. Whether it was disgust or hatred I was too exhausted to tell.

The latest message was from just 30 minutes ago. [Honey, you can't be mad at me after we made out, can you?] [Everyone makes mistakes. What I did wasn't even that serious.] James replied, [You were so wild last night, you little witch. One day, I'll die on you.] I smirked coldly. I had planned to bid farewell before I left. After that, though? I changed my mind. I booked a flight to my dad's place for the afternoon. I left everything James had given me behind, including the 101 bracelets.

This was going to be really hard to take care of. “Anyways how were you able to get in and why the fuck are you dressed like that?” Helena wore a maid dress, the same as Renata but less frilly and more mature. Helene glanced down at her body, standing and twirling around. “It's cute isn't it? Your man gave it to me.” “My man? Who's my man?” I was genuinely confused, “And you haven't answered my question yet.” Helena smirked, eyes gleaming with amusement as she placed a hand on her hip, “Alden, obviously.”

Harry and I already ate before we reach the mansion. "Yeah sure, Sweetie." She hugged me and took all the bags in her hand before began to walk towards my room while here I'm suspecting their act. How it's possible... "Thanks, Sheila, If you hadn't accepted these dresses, she would have smacked my head off." I half smiled at him and stood there awkwardly. Once we finished our dinner which I barely lay a finger on the plate, we bid our good night and headed back to our rooms. I looked at the bag and took the dress one by one. In no time my eyes widen in surprise. All my suspicions were proved right. These were the same dress I had gone through in the mall and the girl before I saw was absolut

she reply. "Actually am asking you because you were once in my shoes" I said. "Looks like you don't need my help" she said and place the headset back on her ears. I removed it and apologized. "Am sorry can you help me pick a dress" "Sure let go to your room" ✍️ Authoress Ricky ✍️ "That the most expensive dress dad ever got me I can't just wear them to an ordinary party" I said as she brought a royal blue shinny dress dad bought for me on my birthday.

We reached my place and he waved goodbye. I still have not seen nor heard from Alfred in the next few days and I was really concerned. A welcome distraction came in the form of the gown which I got from Bree. It was a very nice, pale lavender satin princess gown with off-shoulder lace trimmings. I called up both Lance and Izzie to tell them about my gown. Both were very excited for me. I tried calling up Alfred but the line was busy. I went to bed a bit downhearted.