Escape Part 3

"I have heard Bailey sing in the shower, and of course she has chorus in school, but she never told me about wanting to be a ballerina. Did she tell you that?" Derrick nodded a little as he wondered if he really did give away some secret that betrayed their trust, but didn't think that was the case. If Candace was any indicator, if he had done that no way would she have agreed to even dance with him, let alone play along when they went back to the table.

"Yeah, she did at the water park the other day. She said it was something she always wanted." As the couple held each other and moved around the dance floor Amanda looked back to the booth, seeing the two girls huddled close to try and share Derrick's jacket while looking at something on Candi's phone. "She was such a tomboy with her Dad, and I guess she never brought it up to stay his little girl. Then after, well you know money has been tight for us, so she probably did not want the chance of me saying no, that we could not afford it." She wondered if Bailey had made up a story or if he really did want to dance and never had the chance or was too afraid of what she might think. The two stayed in each other's embrace for two more songs, before heading back to the table when they saw the waiter talking to the girls again.

The older man was just about to walk away when they approached. "Sorry, I was just telling your daughters that food should be coming shortly and I wanted to check on your drinks." The bottle of wine was mostly gone at this point, so Derrick would leave the rest for Amanda and ordered a beer for himself with dinner. They sat eating their salads, some of them more happy about doing so than others. When the food came, Bailey cut into the steak to see it cooked perfectly, while Candi was handing her phone to the waiter to get a photo of the happy family.

Reluctantly Bailey put down his knife and fork to smile happily before he was able to get back to his meal. He did his best to cut the food into small bites to eat as a proper girl should, but once or twice he put a big piece in his mouth just to enjoy the piece of meat like how it was intended to be done. He flat out declined trying Candi's lamb, but that only caused the girl to tease him, saying. "Bet you would take it if I was August." Bailey saw the raised eyebrow from Mandy and tried to deflect.

"You know I would totally share anything with you, but I already have so much food, I just don't think I can finish what I have." The lie ended up being more truthful than he would have liked, over the week his stomach had shrunk and when he used to be able to eat the porterhouse steak with all its fixings, he now couldn't finish even half as much.

When most of the food had been cleared from the table, and Bailey felt like he would burst from his corset, the waiter asked if they wanted to take a look at the desert menu. Right now the idea of more food turned his stomach, but Candi's sweet tooth had them ordering something to share.

"Come on Bailey, I can't eat this alone and it sounds soooo good. Chocolate cubes, rum nut cream, black sesame crumbs, passion fruit ice cream. Please….!" He relented to the girl, hoping she would end up eating most of it or somehow he found room to take another bite. Derrick ordered a slice of apple pie that had salt caramel drizzled on top. Before dessert arrived Amanda let everyone know she had a surprise.

"Tonight being our last night, and your birthday coming up Candi, I got you a little something." As she reached into her purse she thought about how April ran off on her own lunch break to do her the favor of picking this up from the mall and wondered if the girls or her saw each other in passing. Pulling out two tiny white boxes she handed one to Candi and the other to Bailey. "I could not just get one of you a gift and not the other, I just could not help myself." Candi was the first to open hers and see the necklace inside and read the inscription out loud. "And be sure of this: I am with you always and it has a heart drawn below that.

"Oh my God this is…" Candi's eyes started to fill up with tears and she did what she could to hold them at bay. "Just so perfect! You have no idea, I love it!" Bailey saw the same thing in his box, but instead of a heart it had a little daisy flower drawn. Sure it was sweet, but right now he wanted to just toss it in the trash. Mandy didn't have to add the flower, heck he would even wear the thing if it wasn't on there, but he couldn't say that out loud. "Mommy, it is perfect and I know you would never leave me." He said giving his pretend mother a hug and then getting one from the other side from the emotional Candi. He wasn't sure if this girl was some reverse emotional vampire where she gave her feelings to others, but soon he was having trouble keeping tear ducts in order.

"Those are wonderful gifts, but funny that you had a surprise for everyone, because I have done some work behind the scenes and have an announcement to make." Derrick said looking at the women at his table all happy as can be and thought this was the perfect time to give the news. "Candace asked me if for her birthday we could stay here for the summer, and I of course had to tell her no. With as close as the two of you have become over this week it broke my heart, so I have moved some things around and got approval to work remotely from the California office and the Nevada branch was kind enough to lend me an empty office two floors directly above Miss Best here. When you are working you can look out your window, knowing we both can see the same sky. This of course is not without caveats, but for the most part, the Connors are staying in Nevada for the summer."

The news was a surprise to the rest of the table. Candi was overjoyed, bouncing in her seat, hugging her best friend. "It's happening, it's totally happening!" Amanda put her hand on top of Derricks and gave it a little squeeze. "That is wonderful news, I just can not believe it." She was happy, a part of her felt like she did when they were laying under the stars watching the fireworks at the park, but another part of her felt that familiar knot return.

When she looked over at Bailey it only got worse, what he had done for her this week was beyond compare. Yet she wanted it to continue, having a daughter was exactly what she always wanted and then there was Derrick. She felt like she was being selfish, something she strived to never be and yet she still wanted it. Amanda remembered a scene at the end of a movie she watched with Bailey about the guardians of the galaxy and how the raccoon was arguing with a police officer about wanting something more than someone else and how it was told it would still be stealing. The two of them had a lot to discuss tonight, and hoped he would be okay. It was hard to stay focused on the negative when it felt like it was good news to her, Derrick was happy, Candi was ecstatic to the point she wondered if a manger was going to ask them to keep it down. Bailey was mostly silent, just saying.

"That is like a big surprise." While a few tears ran down his cheeks. A few moments later Amanda saw Bailey whisper something to Candi and exited the booth in a hurry, heading towards the women's restroom.

"I better go check on her." Amanda said, thinking that Bailey was not doing well with the news. "It's okay, I got it! Earlier today she had to run to the bathroom too, poor thing couldn't keep down her lunch. I think she might be feeling ill, but didn't tell anyone so she wouldn't ruin tonight for us or her. Did you see how happy she was? She literally cried at your good news Daddy."

Amanda wasn't convinced, but if Bailey wasn't feeling good earlier today she was surprised. Bailey was the type to whine and want to be babied when he didn't feel well. If it was true it was something else she had to be thankful for, it was not normal for him to be so considerate of others. "She has it, unless you need to check on her?" Derrick said, putting his arm around Amanda as Candi went off to check on her best friend. Amanda knew she couldn't check on Bailey the way she wanted if Candi was there so she just relaxed and leaned into Derrick and enjoyed the moment and the smell of his cologne.

"No, I will let her handle it for now." She felt his other arm come to rest on her stomach and a kiss on her cheek. "Seems like my surprise went over pretty well with everyone." Amanda glanced up into his green eyes, giving him a small smile. "Decided not to warn me? I could have waited for Candi's birthday to give her the necklace and give us more time to plan her birthday party."

Derrick was silent for a second, he looked at his beer to take a drink, but didn't feel like removing a hand from the woman in his arms. "No need to give a warning for something good, but I get your point. You mentioned not having a party for Bailey last month, what do you think of it being a joint birthday party?"

It was his daughter's eighteenth birthday, a milestone and he was offering to share it with them. It was a trait she adored in this man, and loved the fact that she already knew that not only would his daughter be okay with it, she would insist upon it if she heard the idea. She wondered briefly what kind of stories she would hear if she talked to friends or his parents.

"I think your daughter would turn it into a surprise double birthday party if we did not." Derrick blew a little air from his lungs as he thought of the idea of her making a secret banner and surprising everyone with it. "My Candace is a driven girl, erm." His face looked like he bit into a lemon for a second.

"Driven young women." Amanda understood the hardship of accepting the baby you once held in your arms was now on their way to adulthood on an academic level, but seeing him struggle with it and his insistence on using Candace over Candi was endearing. The two sat like that for sometime, just enjoying each other's company and trying to figure out where this was or could go. Amanda worried about Bailey, she loved him and he had done so much to prove his love for her and now she had Derrick. This was just supposed to be a short interaction with him, but from that day at the picnic she felt something that she knew would only grow. It was not as simple as following her heart. Her emotions pulled her in different directions wanting what she had just gained to continue and bloom, and knowing she already had someone that she shared love with. To follow the path of one would destroy the other, and without it… without Bailey, her daughter that path would be closed to her. She hated herself for wanting her cake and eating it too.

When Bailey rushed to the bathroom he looked at the stalls and then moved to the sink. The last thing he wanted was to have his skin touch the floor of a public bathroom, even if there was a layer of nylons between them. With one hand on the counter, the other hand was used to keep the long hair from his face as dinner spewed forth into the sink. His stomach was doing summersaults thinking about how this was going to go on, they were staying, he was going to have to be a girl for longer. His mind raced with the worst parts of this week, the leg and feet pain from heels, calling the woman he loved Mommy, being spanked like a child, Megan... Just everything about Megan, the diet. The memories just kept coming in no particular order, sitting in August's lap and feeling his dick grow hard as he was forced to kiss him, or when his lips were wrapped around the man's cock, the taste of cum, oh God… the cum. With the repetition of the last thought his stomach sent another wave of material back up and out his mouth. With it though he felt the presence of another, someone helping to hold his hair and pulling back the strands he missed, rubbing his back and speaking softly to him. "Shhh, shh. It's okay, everything will be okay." When his stomach no longer threatened to reject anything more, Bailey looked to Candi with red watery eyes. He wanted to scream and yell at the little girl. Tell her it would not be okay, how everything was a lie. He would rather have his way with her than spend another second talking about, sharing or buying fucking heels, or boys.

This was no longer about Mandy, this was about him and his survival. If he told this girl the truth her Dad would absolutely destroy him, Megan would make sure he lost Mandy and that he would just go to jail, but still he had to say something or he was going to burst. He was going to tell her they weren't friends, that all week he.. She pretended to get her mom a promotion and that she didn't want to see her again. It would fuck over Mandy for this job, but fuck it he was done.

"Look, tonight, no this weeks…" He meant for the words to come out stern, in a commanding voice, but with his emotions a wreck as they were it was almost a whisper, soft and weak. The inability to even command his voice was too much for Bailey with everything and he lost it. Bailey started to cry, the tears welled up from something deep, coursing through him and down his face like a river breaking through a dam, and with it he collapsed into her. Sobbing openly into her shoulder as she wrapped her hands around Bailey, repeating what she said before. No longer were the words a poke of irritation, but ones of comfort. This girl was kind, she was helpful. Even if she was aggressive and manipulative with it. Everything this girl did was because she thought it would bring out the best in someone. She tried to shape the world around her by being helpful, and thrusting those people in the direction she believed would be best for them. Bailey wished this was all easier, that she and her Dad were cruel. He wanted to hate them for what he had become, and yet he couldn't.

The body-shaking sobbing continued even after the tears were gone, but eventually Bailey was able to find stable emotional and mental ground. "Are you feeling any better?" Candi asked and Bailey gave a few small nods too, not trusting himself to speak just yet. "You put on a brave face today, I didn't even know you weren't feeling well. Ever consider taking up acting?" It made Bailey laugh, the idea of him acting as a career. Right now he was doing it to live, if this was a movie he would be getting an award, but she had just given him a lifeline. The throwing up was because Bailey Ann was sick and she was pretending to be well. "I umm like tried, I didn't want to ruin anyone's day." Candi gave Bailey a big hug.

"You are just too much, no one would have been upset with you for being sick." Bailey looked over to the sink and frowned at what he saw. It was already draining down the sink, but Bailey turned on the faucet to help that along. While doing so he saw an elderly woman leave the bathroom without washing her hands while making a disgusted face. When he saw that he realized other people saw him in that state, in this state he corrected himself looking at his destroyed makeup. He felt Candi's hand on top of his own on the counter. "It's okay, she was the only one that came and stayed, two others were very understanding." Bailey definitely didn't notice Candi talking to anyone else or people coming in and his cheeks grew red from embarrassment. "Come on, let me clean you up and fix you up before you leave okay?"

Bailey let the girl wipe away his makeup and fix it back up. Looking back into the mirror he saw once again the beautiful teenage girl standing next to another that looked more and more like his sibling. When they left Bailey looked up to the booth seeing his girlfriend, the woman that said she loved him leaning into the arms of another man, to anyone looking they looked like they were a couple in love. Bailey didn't want to lose it again, let out a breath and looked around and saw the dance floor. He didn't want to be there the first time in that same mans arms, he didn't want to do what he was about to do, but he couldn't look at his hoax Mom right now. "Could, could we dance maybe one last time before we go?" When Candi turned to look at Bailey their green eyes met and she gave her friend a small smile, happy she was strong enough to push through how she felt to do something she loved. "Of course."

When the check was paid Amanda tried to sneak a peak at the cost, but Derrick only pulled the slip of paper closer to his chest. "That is not something to worry about, you can buy me a soup and a sandwich or.." He let loose a sigh. "Soup and a salad for lunch one day at work." Amanda playfully slapped his shoulder. "That is not even close to being the same." He shrugged at her rejection of the equivalency. "A meal is a meal." He smiled before putting forward his card to take care of it.

"Well if you have that, I will go check on the girls, they have been gone for a while." Shifting out of the seat to let Amanda out Derrick stood up and looked around and as Amanda got to her heeled feet, he put one hand around the back of her waist and pointed to the dance floor with the other. "Looks like they are entertaining themselves. Though it looks like your daughter is having less fun with Candace than she did with me." Amanda watched as Candi led them across the dance floor and every so often Bailey grimace before saying something. She could imagine the girly girl on the dance floor saying "Hey watch my shoes." and it made her smile. "Well if she isn't feeling well, we should get going."

As the four stood by the front of the restaurant one of the valet drivers brought Amanda's car around. While the man left the driver's door open, it was Derrick that opened the other for Bailey. The disguised man felt Derrick's strong arms grip him and hold him before the man's lips found his forehead. "Thank you for pushing yourself tonight, I hope you feel better soon princess." Bailey felt his stomach flip a little, it didn't threaten anything, but it was not happy. Still he returned the hug. "I lost the steak." For some reason Bailey thought about the steakhouse the man promised and then the steak he ate and then lost tonight. The words were part of a thought on blaming this man for the loss of a perfectly good meal, but it sounded closer to an apology from the now worn out Bailey. "I know, its okay. You will feel better soon." Bailey thought how he should have kept his mouth shut, as it earned him another kiss on the forehead before he was glomped by the man's excited daughter. "We will talk tomorrow, but you get some rest. That is not me asking, I need you to feel better quick!" Bailey nodded slightly, deciding this time to say nothing.

Amanda watched the Connors say goodbye to Bailey, before it was her own turn. Derrick waited for his daughter to say her goodbyes before he took the woman's hand and walked her around to her side of the car. From inside the car Bailey put on his seatbelt, adjusting it a second time so it went across his chest a little better. He couldn't hear what the two were saying to one another, but he did not expect the driver's side door to slam shut as Mandy walked backwards into it.

He could see the back of his girlfriend pressed up against the vehicle and had a pretty good idea the goodbye had turned PG-13. It wasn't appropriate behavior at a place like this or for her at all, not when her boyfriend was right here, but again he said nothing. Not yet, when they got home is when the air would be cleared. When the Best woman drove off into the night to head home, Bailey sat in silence as Amanda gave little glances over to him. "I'm sorry you are not feeling well, I will give something for your stomach before bed." Giving her a sullen look Bailey considered giving her the silent treatment until they got home. "I feel totally fine." Bailey said figuring it would give her the message that he wasn't sick, but he also didn't pick up on how his own personal lexicon had changed over the week either. Amanda smiled at Bailey, even now he was giving her this one last moment with her daughter. It gave her the tiniest fragment of hope that her selfish desire could come true.

"I have had to pretend to be this totally cute teenager, a girl, a girl that is beyond girly and boy crazy. I had to go on a date with August! For fucks sake he kissed me! This only happened because you like fix one little mistake, that and the bitch Megan!" Bailey was pacing as he spoke, still swaying his hips and paying no mind to the click clack of his heels on the apartment floor. Most of the trip home was silent, but the second the front door was closed he whirled on his girlfriend. "Missy, you do not use that kind of language or talk about anyone one that way." Mandy said in a firm voice, realizing her mistake right after she had made it. Even now as Bailey raised his voice it sounded more like Bailey was raising her voice, and every move of his arms, wrists or body all said female. She thought back to when Bailey came home from the date with Candi with a smile on her face, even if August had kissed her. Amanda did not remember her being upset in the least, but the man that had shared her bed for years, it was hard to imagine him letting another man bring his lips anywhere near him now that she thought about it. "Still that is no way to talk about Megan, she has been nothing but helpful to us this week. I thought the two of you were getting along better?"

Bailey gave the taller woman a disgusted look. "Aunt Megan is the wicked bitchy witch of the west. Is that the respect I need to show her?" Bailey had stopped pacing and stood in front of Amanda with one hand on his hip and his head slightly tilted. "I do not know what has come over you. Everything might not have been ideal, but you had fun this week. And I have not asked you once to keep doing this." Bailey rolled his eyes. "Gosh, of course not, but you were gonna! And I'm telling you now, I will not, not spend another second as some boy crazy girl!" Bailey punctuated the statement by stamping his high heeled foot.

"If you think you are going to make me, then you are as big of a bitch as your sister!" His emotions were flaring, he was angry at the world. The silence in the car kept him waiting for Mandy to ask the question, but it never came. Every second the anticipation grew larger and he thought more and more how he would tell her no. It started with a no and saying how it wasn't fair, and grew the longer he felt she was making him stew in it. "How dare you!" Amanda grabbed Bailey by his wrist and pulled the disguised man closer before the room was filled with the loud smacking noise as she brought her open palm onto Bailey's butt. Bailey let out a whimper and fell to the floor looking up at Mandy. Expecting to see pure fury, but instead he saw tears in her eyes and a shocked expression on her face. Like even she was surprised at what she had done.

The smack and the fall took some of the wind from his sails, but he was ready to tell her what was about to happen. How she was the one going to get it now, but when he didn't see the rage in her, the same rage he felt it made him stop. She looked scared, hurt and shocked. He watched her put both hands in front of her mouth and eyes go wide looking down at him. Then he saw some steel return as heher hands fell back to her sides. "You can go to your room, we will talk about this more tomorrow when you can be more civil." Taking off the heels, Bailey held them in one hand as he got to his feet. "Mandy, wait." Bailey's voice was calmer now, this was not how he wanted this to go. He wasn't really sure how he wanted it to go really, other than not having to be Bailey Ann anymore. A few hours ago he was thinking about running his hand up the slit of her dress to rub her fantastic ass as he kissed her, but that outcome was long gone.

"No, I said go to your room." Her commanding him like a child kindled the fire inside him a little more, not enough to risk anything more tonight, but enough for him to yell. "You're not my real mom!" Before slamming the bedroom door shut. Bailey looked around the girly room and hoped that would remind her that he wasn't really her daughter. If she insisted this continue Megan would back her up and his only option was to leave and that hurt. Collapsing on the bed Bailey started to cry into the brown bear, it reminded him of that perfect day that now seemed like so long ago.

Not acting her age at all Amanda paced quickly off to the master bedroom, her heels making rapid sounds across the floor before she slammed her own bedroom door shut. The force of it caused a few picture frames to fall over on her dresser. Leaning back on the door Amanda took off one heel at a time and tossed them aside. She hated leaving a mess, but right now she just did not care. She was not sure if she wanted to drink her worries away, scream into a pillow or cry. So instead she ran a bubble bath in the garden tub to try and help herself calm down. She put a few drops of lavender bath oil in the water before getting undressed.

The sound of the water filling the tub, and the smell of lavender both filled the room as she looked at herself in the mirror. "What am I going to do?" She asked her reflection like it had any of the answers. With a sigh she dipped one toe into the water before climbing inside and sinking below the bubbly water. The water's heat helped relax her body, but her mind never stopped moving. Closing her eyes she rested the back of her head on the tub's rim. "I'm so tired of having to hold everything together to just eek by." She didn't cry, but she felt her closed eyes well up in tears, as she thought about everything she had clawed out of the world to have a home life and a career, and now she thought that holding onto it all too tightly was going to make her lose everything.

It wasn't fair to ask a grown man to pretend to be some teen girl for a day, let alone a week. She really enjoyed seeing how Bailey handed it all. She had a daughter and one that was almost always smiling. It was so annoying for men to tell her to smile more, but she had to admit seeing her little girl always so happy made her happy. The times where she got to brush her hair, teach her to bake. It was all fake, but it felt real. Real enough to make her forget on some level what everything really was and to just be happy. Bailey was a man, one she loved. He made her feel young with how he seemed to always desire her, and how they were in bed. Life with Bailey was far from perfect, they fought, more often as she spent more time at work and less time with him and the more they fought the less sex they were having. Megan talked about them ending it, that it wasn't real love, but how could she say that now with how much he just did for her. It felt a little off to Amanda how Bailey said he hated it. If he did, why was he always acting so happy? Why would he ask Megan to pay for a belly button ring, why would he remove the tags from the clothes? She guessed it all could be explained away if they were able to talk.

Patting herself dry and applying lotion to her skin Amanda cried just a little as she let go of this new dream. She couldn't have Derrick, and would have to say goodbye. She only hoped Bailey would agree to the idea of her daughter going off to summer camp that they had forgotten to mention, or she had to fly out to spend time with some grandparent that didn't exist. At least then if Derrick didn't push, she might still be able to salvage her job. No career was worth sacrificing love or hurting someone you cared about. She tried to push back the growing feelings she had for Derrick into a corner of her heart and shut it away. The act was far from successful, but what choice did she have other than giving the full truth and giving up everything. Putting on a long t-shirt and some panties she climbed into bed, pulling out her phone. She saw a slew of texts she had missed from different parties. All night with everything happening she hadn't looked at them at all.

April: Good luck tonight!

April: Tell me when you give the necklace to Candace!

April: Did she like it? Send me a photo if she did.

April: Never mind, you are busy enjoying your evening. We will dish about this later.

Meg: The photos of you and Bailey are cute, you are what they call a milf.

Meg: Have fun tonight, we will have a talk tomorrow.

Derrick: I was looking out at the moon from my balcony wondering if you were looking at the same thing as me. It's silly, I know. Just wanted you to know I had a wonderful time tonight and I'm thinking about you.

Derrick: Not to mention both Candace and I are wishing Bailey a speedy recovery.

Derrick: Sweet dreams

Amanda pursed her lips looking at the messages and called her sister. "Hey sis, was wondering if you could talk?" Amanda was sitting up on her pillows, feet under the sheets and blankets pulled back. She wanted to cool off from the hot bath, but also didn't want to get cold. "Yeah, is everything okay?" Amanda heard the concern in her sister's voice. "Mostly, yes and no. I don't know. Maybe the answer is no." The line was silent for a second before she could hear something dragging on the floor though the phone, more than likely her sister pulled out a chair to sit down on. "You just used a contraction, this must be serious." Biting her lip she nodded a little to herself and filled her sister in on what happened tonight.

"So, I have decided tomorrow to let Bailey know about this one last little white lie, or come clean and the more I think about it. I think Derrick deserves the truth." She was thinking of how much of a good man he was, he was not going to take it well, but it would be worse if he found out on his own with the weak, easily proven lie. "Amanda, listen to me you cannot do that! That could not only end your career, it could leave a black mark on your record that will make you unhirable. Fuck. I guess you could stay here after. Is that what you really want? To live with your sister, I can't promise to not get into arguments with you like we used to." Amanda made no reply and left silence on the line for longer than was comfortable. "Just sleep on it, and make me one promise. Before you tell him anything at all, talk to me, give me one last chance to play the protective big sister." Megan had done so much for her and it was the least she could do. "Okay, I promise."

Even with the mental turmoil Amanda fell asleep quickly, too tired from physical activities earlier in the day and the emotional ones this evening to stay awake much longer. While Amanda slumbered, Bailey was up in the middle of the night making preparations for his plan of escape. The idea was to make himself look like a man again, hiding what he couldn't take off and leave. He had his bank account that Mandy didn't know about, with the remainder of the money his parents left him. It was going to be for an amazing Vegas trip, but now this was more important. He would get the hidden visa card from under the desk drawer and go stay at a hotel, till he could get to Megan's the next day and collect his clothes. He wasn't sure of the next step, but he would have another day to consider that when he was safe from the world of high heels.

The breast forms were still not coming free from his chest, but he was only willing to risk a single pull. His chest was already sore and the motion did not feel like a good idea to keep doing. So he took an ace bandage and wrapped his chest to bind them as best he could. The job wasn't perfect, but it would have to do. No bra would be needed thanks to the bandage, but with no other choice than to wear some frilly girly underwear Bailey put on a black pair of boyshorts with lace designs. The next two problems were that he had no pants, the girls yoga pants sure as hell did not count as much as he hoped when he first put on a pair and he couldn't leave the house in heels, the only type of shoes he owned. Both solutions came from Mandy, he took a pair of her clean jeans from the dryer and rolled the legs up a little and borrowed a pair of black ballet flats with a tiny bow at the front. Like the pants they were a little big, her being a shoe size larger than Bailey, and these were more girly than he would like, but still they were flats. To get a pair of her sneakers he would have to get into her closet, and he couldn't risk waking her up if he wanted to get away. The last thing he got was a t-shirt that once was his and was a little large so Mandy had taken to wearing it as a bed shirt, she sure wasn't a fan of AC/DC. Not that she couldn't appreciate it, it just wasn't her favorite music. Putting it all on Bailey hated how the shirt that was once a little big on him now looked like he was swimming in it, the lack of food and the corset had not done him any favors.

Looking in the mirror he let out a sigh as he looked at his hair. Going out to the living room he found one of his hats on the coat hook. An orange thing with black letters that read "Sierra Nevada Brewing co." It would be perfect. Putting his hair into a ponytail he tucked it under his hat and looked at his face. "Fuck that would have been embarrassing." He said, noticing for the first time the earrings from earlier still adorning his ears. Pulling off the large hoops he looked through the small collection, no normal studs could be found so he put in some small silver rose ones, hoping no one took a closer look. But as he did that to himself he couldn't help notice how washed out he looked. Wanting to draw less attention to himself not more he added a little blush and some lip balm before venturing back out to the living room to make the final arrangements. His old wallet was nowhere to be found on or in the desk, but he did find the hidden debit card and added it to the wallet he had been forced to use this week. Next he wanted to take some things with him, but only had purses for choices until he remembered a book bag of Mandy's in the closet. The thing was in great shape except for the rear pocket zipper being broken open. He wasn't keen on the pink piping, but at least the rest of it was black. In it he put a bottle of wine from the fridge, the stuffed bear to remember Mandy by and some nail polish remover with cotton balls. He didn't have time to remove the red nails now and could do it at the hotel. The last things he added were the pill bottles to the bag after taking a few from each. He wasn't sure what one was for energy anymore and figured he would figure it out tomorrow when he wasn't in a hurry.

Putting in for an Uber ride, Bailey opened up Mandy's purse, pulling out a pair of twenties from it. He might need a little cash, so he figured and headed out the door. Closing it as lightly as he could and tossed the pink key inside the backpack before heading down