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Dream Girl Ch 05 What A Night

Dream Girl Ch 05 What A Night

by scurvydawg
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Andie awoke at a more reasonable hour the next morning, even after her long past midnight rendezvous. She assumed she had missed breakfast given the rigid schedule they kept, but figured maybe she would have an opportunity for lunch today. She reached over to the table to check her phone and saw that it was just a little after 10:00 AM, pretty early by Andie's standards. Luckily the charger wasn't plugged in anywhere too inappropriate and had just been hidden behind part of the tapestry that hung near the bed. She was surprised to see such modern outlets in a house that had to be well over a hundred years old, and who was she kidding probably more, but everything was updated and new.

After a quick shower, she threw on whatever she found first in the least dressy end of the wardrobe and headed out to the hallway. If Cissy wanted dress-up horror games or however she put it the other night she could work with that. She knew her way to the library and figured she'd just start there and text Cissy if she didn't find her. Nothing seemed to be going on as she walked to the double doors and entered, but was surprised to see Divinity alone in the library at that time.

"Oh, good morning, Andie. So nice to see you during daylight today." Divinity greeted her houseguest with a little cutting sarcasm, which Andie fully appreciated and thought she deserved.

"Ha, thanks. Morning to you, too." Andie replied with a chuckle.

"Cissy isn't back down yet after breakfast, but she does have a full day of work to get through, so she should be shortly. Are you hungry? Is there anything I can get for you?" Divinity asked, offering a little more than food according to Andie's ears, and eyes. She wasn't sure if it was the lighting, or the choice of daytime outfit Divinity had on, but her skin had a very youthful and healthy glow about it. Andie felt a little relieved that there wasn't as much skin showing as during dinner, but it didn't change the fact that there was a very nicely filled out sweater clinging to the same frame. She had to give her credit, the woman knew how to dress to her strengths and then play to them even more. The long skirt was styled in the same general cut and length as the weapon of choice from their first meeting, and accordingly, it worked the same amount of magic. The slit was partly closed by the skirt having been tucked under as she crossed her legs, a skill Andie could never master when she was forced to wear dresses as a teen. She usually sat with a full manspread trying to stake out her two seats worth of space on the city bus, not the best plan for any type of skirt.

After running through her full analysis and hoping she hadn't stared awkwardly for too long, she shook off the usual charm she fell under with Divinity and formulated her response.

"I don't usually eat much for breakfast, unless I have some leftover takeout in the kitchen. No chance you have a slice of yesterday's pepperoni pizza or some ramen hanging around, is there?" Andie asked, seriously.

"You are truly something, Andie. I always assume Cissy is missing out on so much by not having many friends in her life. She has some online people she chats with from school and other things, but nothing real." Divinity responded, reminding Andie about something.

"Speaking of real, and life. I had one before the other day, or at least most of one. When can I let my boss at the game shop know I won't be in for a bit, or whatever?" Andie asked another question, this time fully serious.

"That's all been taken care of, nothing to worry about there. Your job is safe and we've made sure the shop can handle your missing shifts." Divinity answered as Andie started to wonder exactly what kind of pull, clout and resources Divinity, and by extension Cissy, had at their disposal. The look on her face as the wheels started to grind in her brain must have let on what she was thinking. "Don't worry, I just happen to know some people and can pull a string or two here or there, nothing nefarious going on."

Andie was relieved at that and hadn't exactly gone there yet, but started to, now that the thought had been planted. "Any idea how long you were expecting me to stay here, I mean, I did have some kinds of plans for my life or at least would like to try to have some of my own."

"That depends a lot on you and Cissy. You may not see it, but there's a chemistry between you two and it's exactly what Cissy needs right now." Divinity shared. "I think the two of you could have a very productive partnership if you just gave it a chance."

"I think Cissy would need to be the one to bother giving anything a chance, if there was any chance to be had. Why would you think it would matter though, or that I would be so inclined?" Andie asked, not really sure what conversation she was having.

"There's a lot I can't say, and a lot Cissy needs to come to naturally, but you've done better than the other most recent three girls that have come before you. For one, you're still here for your second day, that says a lot about you, and it also says a lot about how Cissy feels about you. Last night was a bit of a breakthrough." As Divinity finished Andie's mind raced all around trying to figure out which part of last night Divinity might be talking about, and hoping at worst it was dinner.

"But she left the dining room without making it through the meal, all because I asked about her art."

"You're the only one who has even thought about asking her. She's a bit shy about it, and was not as upset as she sounded. She was more upset with me and let it boil over to you." Divinity explained before going somewhere else. "I find you a very attractive woman, Miss Andie Hawk, and sometimes I get a little bit flirtatious, even at my ripe old age."

Andie couldn't help but laugh at Divinity's phrasing. While she was certainly much older than Andie, she was hardly old, and was growing on Andie too, which made the whole arrangement even more confusing, but she was willing to keep going with it to see where it ended up. As she was finishing her thought, the doors opened as Cissy arrived. For Andie, it didn't matter that the doors, the latches, the hinges and everything were so smooth as to be silent, she could tell when the air changed as the subtle fragrance filtered through and made its way to her nose.

"Oh good, I was just telling Andie about your full day and as such I will leave the two of you to that." Divinity rose from where she had been seated to show off the long sleek black floor length skirt with a slit that may as well have gone up to her neck as far as Andie was concerned. At least Andie understood why she took such care to tuck It under it as she crossed her legs, or else she might have caused a bit of a scene.

"If those were what old legs all looked like I might be changing my preferences soon." Andie thought to herself, then looked around to make sure she hadn't actually said it out loud. Aside from the smile Divinity had on her face there was no other reaction in the room. She had assumed Cissy would have already slammed her stack of work down on the nearest table and stormed out if she had, but instead she had the closest thing to a smile Andie had seen on her face. It wasn't much, but the crinkles by her nose and eyes gave away the slightest twitch of facial muscle movement.

"I see you made it out of your room before noon today, quite an accomplishment." Narcissa started.

"You have no idea. At home I have quite a few days like yesterday if I'm up late gaming or something." Andie replied casually, almost feeling like they were having an actual conversation.

"What do you mean, at home. You are home now, hasn't mother had that talk with you yet? The agreement?" Narcissa asked, surprised she even had to bring it up.

"We were just talking about a few things, but that wasn't exactly one of them. What do you mean by the agreement?

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"It's part of the game contract usually, something you clicked through. You probably didn't even realize it." Narcissa said offhandedly as if they were discussing the weather. "You're not here by accident, and I know why you've been brought here. Mother does this all the time."

"She mentioned a few other girls, yeah, but I don't get it." Andie replied looking worried, finally starting to think about what kind of trouble she had found this time.

"It's okay, the other girls didn't either, but it's been more than just a few. Most of them were nice and all, but a little crazy if you ask me and it showed when they lost it by the time they cracked and had to be sent away." Narcissa said as she was organizing her books and some kind of notes from a backpack along with her laptop. "But I like you. You're not like the others at all, you're the only normal one there's been."

Andie must have had a pretty odd expression on her face based on the reciprocal look she was getting from Narcissa when she finally looked up from her things. Normal was probably the word least likely to find its way into Andie's vocabulary, as she hadn't heard anyone utter that word referring to her in a long time, unless they had some carefully placed words like NOT in front of it.

"Me, normal? We must use different dictionaries I think." Andie said joking and for once Narcissa made a sound that mimicked a tiny laugh if not exactly replicating it perfectly. Andie smiled this time and saw the equally normal girl across from her a bit differently. "You're awfully talkative today anything change after last night?"

"I'm sure I have no idea what you mean, but as it happens, yes, I had a wonderful dream last night and rested so peacefully as a result." Narcissa said in an uncharacteristically upbeat tone.

"Are you sure it was a dream?" Andie asked, prodding the surface a bit, as if checking for weak spots.

"Yes, because it was all pure fantasy that could never be real and none of the things that were with me in my dream were still there when I awoke." Narcissa replied crossly.

"Of course not, you were in a different room when you woke up." Andie tried to mutter to herself, under he breath, but given her usual bellowing tone it was well into Narcissa's audible range in such close quarters.

"I'm sorry, what?" Narcissa asked, whatever she had been doing had been completely set aside and she sat there staring at Andie. "Are you implying something, or better yet accusing me of something? My dream was about being in a grand palace, daughter of royalty. I was sleeping in my chambers on the softest pillows and bedcovers, dressed with the finest silks and linens. I rested so peacefully because of that and the sweetest fragrance I had ever smelled floating along in the air. A bouquet of dew kissed wildflowers. warmed by the sun as the wind blew against their petals softly lifting their aroma and swirling it all about my senses. I had never before experienced an aroma so sweet." Narcissa extoled, surprising Andie with her candor.

"Never, huh?" Andie replied incredulously. "I can't believe that was your first time." Andie paused, but after feeling the icy cold stare from Narcissa again, continued on. "For having that dream that is."

"Oh, um. I thought you were accusing me again, but no, that was the first time I had that full of a dream like that." Narcissa caught herself and relented a bit in her tone.

"So, you didn't happen to come to my room last night did, you?" Andie asked, sensing she might be able to get a little more out of Narcissa before she stopped talking again.

"What makes you think I was in your room?" Narcissa replied, raising what was a much cuter eyebrow than Andie had noticed the first few times she studied her face.

"Probably nothing. I just had a weird dream myself. I was, erm, making out with Jenna Ortega, you know, the one --" Andie was cut off by an annoyed Narcissa.

"Who played in that reboot show, and because that's how you think of me you think I was there." Narcissa replied, dismissing the idea out of hand. "Pretty sad if that's where you went with that, we had all hoped you had more creativity in you. You know dreams are usually more symbolic and have deeper meanings."

"It was a crazy real dream; I just don't know what to think." Andie said before her brain reversed to process a bit of what Narcissa had said. "What about what now? And yeah, it had to be symbolic as I had some deep moanings in my dream, that's for sure."

"I certainly see why you're mother's favorite of all of them so far, with a gutter mouth and your dirty mind." Andie wasn't sure whether there was sarcasm dripping along with the blood from the last cutting remark or not, they had been having a reasonably amicable conversation up to that point. "Mother was supposed to have that talk with you as well. Maybe if she could stop flirting with you, she could stay on track. It's no wonder none of her plans have worked out like they should." Narcissa sounded disappointed, but it was just a veiled contempt for her mother's behavior.

Andie wasn't sure what was happening, but apparently, she was behind schedule on a plan she didn't know she had and she was starting to feel anxious for no reason until she shook it off and focused again.

"I mean she has to be at least fifteen years older than you, why must she be like that?" Narcissa took the pause to mean Andie had no response and filled in the dead air.

"How old do you think I am? Never mind, don't answer, but I'm probably only a little older than you, no matter what it might look like." Andie reassured Narcissa.

"Well, whatever, I guess. I mean you seem nice and I like you more than the other crazy girls, so that's all that really matters, at least to mother." Narcissa answered with more than Andie was expecting again. "What was it about your dream again?"

"It felt like everything was real, all the sensations and everything were still there when I awoke. And I was pretty fucking wiped out from it. But the thing that struck me the most was the fragrance that hung in the air." Andie explained.

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"My family essence? What about it. It's everywhere here." Narcissa said shuffling some of her work as she returned to why she was there in the first place, trying to hide the prideful smile that was creeping over her lips. Lips she instinctively licked as Andie replied.

"It was just so strong. Felt like you were right there. A little smoky, and a combo of some kind of ethereal body spray and perfume together. " Andie tried to describe it, but realized she couldn't put it to words.

"Yes, we've filed lawsuits to have various formulas pulled that we think were derived from our family unknowingly. It has a unique signature." Narcissa replied.

"What exactly is the scent?" Andie asked, not sure where she was going with it.

"The townspeople affectionately refer to it as the herbal essences of hell." Narcissa said with a quip as she flipped open a large book.

Andie stood and walked over next to Narcissa and leaned into her hair a bit and inhaled deeply. Narcissa, for her part, stood still, not remembering a time when any of the other girls came that close to her, willingly. She closed her eyes having Andie within striking distance and just reveled in the moment.

"You and your mom are very different, but I can detect parts of yours in hers, or vice versa." Andie shared, stepping back to a more socially acceptable distance. "You are a little more on the tart and fruity side in the floral notes, while your mother has a softer edge, more like drying flowers at a funeral home, that sweet aroma that you always fear but enjoy anyway. You know."

Narcissa's face lit up a little as it was her turn to look at Andie differently, not really sure what she had just heard. "I can't tell you the number of times I've said that to my mother. That she smells like the sweetness of death."

Andie wasn't sure that's exactly how she would have put it, but it wasn't wrong. She wasn't sure where to take the conversation, so she decided to stash that for another day and go back to some other things Divinity had said.

"Your mom said something about there being lots of things she can't say about whatever this is, or is supposed to be and that you have to discover something or other, it was all lost somewhere in that skirt she had on I think." Andie's mind couldn't really shake the image she had of Divinity firmly planted in it, and who could blame her?

"Welcome to my life. We have that conversation over and over again. I'm not sure what she's expecting me to find or at least hoping if nothing else." Cissy said, still looking up at Andie instead of being buried in her work, but it didn't last long. "And I doubt I'll discover anything, if I don't focus on all the projects I have due in a week."

"What are you studying, and where exactly?" Andie asked, genuinely curious as she was almost starting to like Narcissa, even when she used that name in her head thinking about her. She was okay with it.

"Oh, I've been either homeschooled or online since about grade four. Most children that age, and really until at least thirty-five, are truly horrors and cannot be controlled or taught." Narcissa returned to her more serious tone and look, and Andie worried she had crossed into a series of topics she would regret or at least cause more strife between them.

"I wish I could have dropped out of sight somewhere around middle school. That's pretty much when I knew I was different, so I combined it with my rebellious phase to become class outcast." Andie shared some bitter memories.

"Yes, I imagine the lesbian thing must have been horrible for you. Society still does not favor such aberrant behavior, even if it has become more accepted in some circles." Narcissa replied with a seriousness Andie could read no other way and she stifled a laugh that eventually won out as she cracked hard.

Narcissa couldn't imagine what she said that was so funny. She lifted up the large volume she had in front of her to show Andie the answer to part of her earlier question. It was a tome dedicated to social norms and deviant behavior and the constructs of society.

"Sociology, mainly, and primarily around social deviance, societal norms and the like in order to fight the breaking down of the barriers that keep our society stable." Andie couldn't resist another guffaw, and tried to show some constraint, but was close to breaking down some other barriers and didn't want to injure herself. "You shouldn't find much of this funny, it's very serious the damage that deviant behavior does to the fabric of society."

"I'm sorry, I just find it odd. Oh fucking, fuck, this is just stupid. Is this your rebellious side coming through? I can't imagine this is in line with your mother's wishes for you." Andie did her best to let out what she could without breaking what she thought they had built.

"Mother isn't happy about me pursuing such a frivolous career as art so she said I could study anything else instead, so here we are. We can both be stubborn when we want to be." Narcissa admitted.

"So, it's all a game then." Andie half asked, which was her standard approach to most things.

"Oh no, I don't play games. I approach things very seriously or I don't do them at all. You'll see what I mean." Narcissa left her threat open-ended and Andie was again at a loss.

"I can see why the other girls all left or ended up in an institution, or both."

"They never made it this far into the agreement, they were done before dinner usually." Narcissa answered. "None of them have enjoyed the gargoyles as much as you have. At least you didn't even flinch when I told you where to look for a charger. One girl cried out for her mommy before she fell asleep. Mother was all too happy to oblige and ran to the room to see if she could comfort the poor thing, but she was already full fetal by the time she arrived. Shame really, she was the prettiest of them."

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