A Sacrifice- Chapter 1 (LokixReader)

"Thank you, we hope to see you again soon!"

You hated your job. Every day you had to plaster a fake smile onto your face and deal with the rude customers who walked into the small, independently owned restaurant where you worked. Just because you didn't work anywhere fancy, people seemed to think they had the right to be a snob and a brat to you. You wanted to quit so badly.

But you couldn't. It was the only way to pay your bills, which weren't helped by the fact that you had to take care of your alcoholic father. You kept urging him to quit drinking and get a job, but he never listened. Every day while you were at work he would be at the bar downing gallons of hard liquor at a time and getting into bar fights. Then, at around 8 every night, he would come home drunk, eat the dinner you laid out for him, and pass out on the couch. Literally.
On the very rare nights when he wasn't drunk and hadn't found a girl to hook up with, you invited your friend Ashley over. She was super kind and, no matter how busy she was, she always made time for you because she understood how much you needed it due to your crappy life. She had been your best friend for a long time, and you loved her like a sister.

One particular Saturday afternoon, Ashley called you up and asked if you wanted to go to some extremely important political event that the state senator was hosting. Ashley's aunt was high up in the government, so she always had opportunities to attend huge events like this. She knew you always wanted to get away from your father, and one night away from home was perfect. It gave you just enough time to relax and unwind after all the tribulations in your life.

After Ashley texted the time and date of when to arrive at her place, you instantly knew what you had to do. Shop. You picked up your purse, grabbed your keys, and jogged out the door to search for the perfect dress.

When you arrived at the local mall, you immediately took off for your favorite dress shop to find your dress. You walked in and inhaled the rich scent of expensive fabrics and other high class materials. You walked around absent-mindedly looking for a dress that caught your attention until you saw it. It was a purple dress with a single strap that would go over your left shoulder. It had rhinestones placed sporadically over the bust, and around your waist was a silver sash covered in even more rhinestones. The skirt would hang down to just above your knees and was covered in sparkling crinoline that made it poof out pleasantly.

To sum up, it was beautiful. It was truly and utterly beautiful. All you could see was yourself in that dress, walking into the senator's house and stunning the entire crowd of government officials. You grabbed it and ran into the closest available dressing room to try it on. Its top fit you like a glove, giving you curves in all the right places without taking away your ability to breathe. You twirled in place, allowing the skirt to expand and twist back into its original position. You loved it. It had to be yours. You looked at the price tag and grinned like a mad man, because you had just enough to buy it. You quickly changed out of the dress, put it back on its hanger, and rushed to the check out. Once the dress was paid for, you left to find the rest of your ensemble.

At another store, you purchased a pair of golden cage high-heels and a few items of jewelry, then headed home.
When you arrived back at your apartment, you immediately became aware of the scent of alcohol, and your apartment reeked of it.

Oh no...

You yanked your keys from your purse, unlocked the door, and hurried in to see your father drunk and passed out on the couch. You groaned inwardly and set down your shopping bags. Looking at your father, you sighed and hoped he would stay asleep for the entire night while you were at the party. When he was drunk, your father was also dangerous.

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, so you fished it out of your purse to see another text from Ashley.

Heyyyy, the party is TONIGHT. You got everything?

Sure do! Found the perfect dress earlier. Plus shoes and the perfect jewelry!

Sweet! See you at my place tonight.

Bye.

You shut off your phone and set it on the nearby counter. Picking up your bags to go get ready to the party, you suddenly became aware that something didn't feel right. It was as if there was someone in the room who was watching you. Watching your every action, every move, every breath. It was eerie and creepy all at the same time. You brushed off the feeling as you made your way to your room and shut the door to change.

After you were finally able to wiggle into your dress, put on your makeup, and get your shoes on, you stood in front of the full length mirror. You were gorgeous. Almost powerful.