Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya

Chapter 28: Could've Had It All

Katya grabbed her things, a sense of melancholy finding her as she viewed the now empty dressing room. It felt weird to be leaving after having worked there for so long, and most of all it felt strange to no longer be scheduled to film with Trixie. She exited the room, thinking back to her first day there as she passed by Robert's office. 

She had been a bitch that day, she couldn't deny that. But Trixie was hot-headed and feisty, and Katya loved it. She loved teasing Trixie and see her boil over, especially because the doll so often played into it no matter how insignificant Katya's comments could be. Still, maybe they could have been friends by now if Katya hadn't played into every single one of Trixie's judgmental thoughts of her. 

"You heading out?" Katya heard a voice behind her say as she stepped into the elevator. She turned to see Trixie jogging towards her, likely to make it inside before the door closed. 

"Yeah, packed up and ready to go, so thought I'd get out of your hair. I know you've been longing for me to leave." Katya replied jokingly.

"Okay, I'll admit it hasn't been that bad to film with you. I'm actually kinda gonna miss it." Trixie said, trying to seem chill, but feeling as if she was undressing her soul.

"Well, that makes one of us." The blue-eyed girl quipped. Remembering how that had been Trixie's response to her greeting when they first met in Robert's office. Trixie elbowed Katya in the side whilst holding back her laughter, trying to seem upset.

"I take that back, I'm glad you're leaving you cunt." The doll said in mock offence. 

"For real tho, I'm gonna miss it too. It feels strange to leave this place." 

"Yeah, I'm sure it's gonna be really hard to go back to your day job of being the CEO of an extremely successful company." Trixie replied sarcastically.

"You have no idea how difficult it is for me, poor innocent defenseless woman, my poor life of counting stacks of money and drowning in luxury is so very hard." Katya said in an overly dramatic Russian accent whilst faking to cry.

"Quit the dramatics, we both know that you're the Ice Queen and your heart is non-existent." The doll joked, and whilst Katya laughed along, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of pain from the comment, hating how she hadn't allowed her guard to come down before so Trixie could have had a different image of her. 

Trixie also felt pain from her joke and from Katya laughing at it. It reminded her of how impossible any sort of relationship with the other woman truly was. Sure they were getting along, but Katya would never settle down, never be the reliable ride or die that Trixie needed in her life. Maybe in a different world they could have belonged together, but in this life they were searching for completely different things. 

The elevator dinged, alerting them that they had reached their floor. The girls stepped out, awkwardly looking at each other for a moment before Katya spoke up. 

"So... I'll see you around?" 

Trixie nodded, trying not to let her sadness show, determined to keep her mask on. 

"Yeah, see you around." She replied.

"Goodbye then." Katya said with a slight nod before walking away.

"Goodbye." Trixie said behind her, the word feeling heavy as it left her lips.

They parted ways on better terms than they had started, but the reality of their time together being over weighed on both their hearts, both women longing for the wondrous touches and addictive kisses of the other. They were walking away for different reasons, both convinced that the other didn't want them. But what they knew they could agree on was the fact that they'd miss their long hours together on set, no matter if it was spent on fucking, fighting, laughing, or teasing.

They'd miss it all.