Chapter Two
When morning arose, Cordelia was better than the night before. Much better than she felt the past week as well. The brunette, after a long time - three years, if not more - felt refreshed and pleased with herself. Grief and darkness weren't the only emotions swirling inside of her icy eyes anymore.
The brunette took a fresh, cold breath of the air in her room and slipped her robe on her shoulders, then, with her bird on her arm and ferret by her side, she strode off into the kitchen. Cordelia made herself some coffee and toast, repeating the steps to make some for Dabby, too, and sat down by the kitchen table, drinking her scorching hot coffee. It didn't bother her. Cigarettes were much hotter, in her opinion, and her insides were covered in a layer of smoke already anyway.
Her best friend showed up fifteen minutes later, at seven, with messy hair and a pillow mark on her face. Cordelia fought the urge to make fun of Dabby and instead turned away to put chocolate cream on her friend's toast.
"Good..." Dabby yawned loudly. "Morning."
Cordelia's lips twitched upwards as she pressed the coffee mug to her lips and drank the hot content slowly. She removed it after chugging it down. "Good morning, Dabs." The brunette greeted her with a nudge of her coffee mug towards the plate she made for her friend.
The feisty blonde thanked her like she was a goddess sent from heaven and dug into the toast. It was her favourite, Cordelia knew, and she wanted to do something that brought her attention from Cate. Besides, a hungry Dabby was never a good sign.
"You look a lot better than yesterday," Dabby stated as her eyes darted around the brunette's face. She started the obvious, Cordelia mused, but let the blonde have her little moment of being intelligent.
The brunette nodded as her jaw crushed up the toast in her mouth with satisfying crunches. "Yeah, I am better."
Dabby drowned her coffee quickly after Cordelia did and placed back the mug on the table loudly. "Anyway, what happened yesterday? Why the panic? Don't tell me you're a bigger fangirl of Cate than I am." She joked with a huge smile plastered on her bright face that looked way better now that she ate, not knowing what nerve she had hit.
Cordelia flinched at the name and the blonde's enormous smile slowly faltered into a frown. Her eyebrows pressed down to her eyes in a line. "That was not a fangirl flinch... What happened? With Cate...You...What did she do? What did you do?" Dabby inquired and Cordelia shook her head.
"Not now, Dabs. I don't want to talk about it." The brunette looked down into her empty plate and scrunched her nose.
"But-"
"Dabby..." Cordelia grit her teeth and strictly began speaking. She took a breath to calm herself a moment after. "I promise I will tell you when I am ready. Now go change and shower. We will leave in thirty minutes." She dismissed her best friend and left the kitchen in a hurry without letting Dabby mutter another word.
_______________________________________"Dabby, did you send out the contracts to Will? He wanted to see if we missed something." Cordelia inquired, driving to the set where they were meeting the team and main actors.
"Mhm," Dabby replied with an icy tone, not caring enough to look at her friend. She was still angry about what happened in the morning and Cordelia didn't like it much at all.
YOU ARE READING
Who Is Who? (Cate Blanchett x Female OC)
FanfictionWhen the devil dates the saint, does their heart become gold? Or does the saint become the sinner? Moreover, who's who, exactly? Cordelia Prince is a young, popular author and musician among teens and adults alike. She's well-coordinated, witty and...