Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya

Chapter 4: Counting All The Losses

"Ron, let's go." Katya said as she picked up her purse from the table, walking out the door again before the man had even gotten up.

"Look I'm really sorry about how she acted. She's usually not this much of a jerk, I really don't know what's up." Ron told Pete before getting up to leave.

"Not your fault. To be fair Trixie didn't really have a great opinion of her to begin with, but yeah, this definitely isn't helping her impression." Pete said honestly, Ron nodded in response before hearing an impatient Katya yell out for him. 

"Bye." He said a little awkwardly before running out the door, feeling embarrassed about his friend's behavior. Katya was already in the car, tapping her nails against the steering wheel, and Ron quickly got in too. 

"Kat, what was that?" He questioned as she drove off. 

He'd known Katya since they were kids, the two having grown up next to eachother. Ron was a shy kid who had often gotten picked on, but thanks to Katya he'd learned to stand up for himself, and she'd also protected him from bullies more times than he could count. He owed Katya alot, but he would not allow her to act like an idiot. 

"What do you mean?" The blue eyed woman said, a bored expression on her face as she stared at the road.

"You know what. Why were you so mean to her?" 

"Oh please, I was not mean. I was just teasing her, she's a big girl, she can take it. It's just fun to see her reactions." Katya said.

"No Katya, that was not teasing. That was acting like a jerk and pushing her outside of her comfort level. You care so much about the comfort and safety of people working at your own company, why would you throw that out the window when it's Trixie?" Ron argued.

Katya was tongue-tied for a minute, firstly because Ron very rarely stood up to her and called her out on her bullshit, secondly because she suddenly remembered the hurt look on Trixie's face when she got in the cab.

"Well, I mean it's not like I meant to push it too far. It's just she's hot, and even hotter when angry, so it's fun to-" 

"She's also the only woman who's ever said no to you." Ron said.

"And what would that have to do with anything?" Katya said rolling her eyes.

"You tell me, you just seem extremely bothered by the fact that she's not allowing you to touch her." 

"Well, I'll get to do that anyways when we film together." The blonde girl argued as she pulled into Ron's driveway.

"Yeah, but it's not the same, especially not to you and you know that. Tell me the name of one girl that you've filmed with but not slept with outside of work." Ron challenged.

Katya thought for a minute, her eyes widening when she realized he was right. She'd avoided the boys of course, but the girls she'd fucked, they'd always join her on a trip to the club later and then go home with her at the end of the night or let her fuck them up against the disgusting walls of a bathroom stall.

"See my point?" 

"Whatever, it's not that big of a deal." Katya said, even tho the more she thought about it, the more the thought of not getting Trixie underneath her when the lenses of cameras weren't surrounding them bothered her. 

"Listen, I won't tell you what to do, but can you just try to be civil tomorrow?" Ron asked as he stepped out of the car.

"Fine, fine, I'll play nice." Katya said with a little salute as if Ron was the leader of her girl scouts troop.

"Great, see you in the morning." The man said before leaving.

As Katya drove home she found herself wondering if maybe Trixie's tough exterior really was just that, an exterior. Was it possible that the girl hiding behind that quick tongue and those sharp jabs was actually sensitive and soft? Could Katya have actually hurt some part of the girl's feelings?

She also considered what Ron had said about rejection. Was that why Katya was pushing so hard? Because she couldn't handle Trixie rejecting her? She'd certainly crossed the line multiple times.

Maybe she really needed to tone it down...