untitled: trixie and katya

chapter nineteen

TRIGGER WARNING RAPE AND VIOLENCE

wow i cant believe ive written this many chapters, thanks to all my readers, luv yall

trixies pov

katya woke up early in hope to start looking for a job. i stayed behind, contemplating what i was going to wear to see pete. pete owned a club in hollywood and even told me i could play tonight. i shuffled through my closet. no, no, no, finally, yes! i setteled on a pink and white dress. it fit my body perfectly and had tassels to compliment my chest. i sat in front of the mirror and began to examine my skin before applying makeup. i didnt even recongnize the reflection looking back at me, but i wasnt angry at that. i began applying my makeup as my phone rang, katya.

"hello?" i said.

"hey, is there any way you could come outside? i bought some stuff at the store and i need some help." she responded, sounding out of breath.

"im on my way down."

i ran down the stairs and out the door, finding katya whose arms were both filled with bags. she handed me a few and we walked inside. after a couple trips we were finished.

"i got you a suprise!" she looked at me and smiled.

she pulled out a vintage barbie doll and a new dolly parton record.

"katya! you didnt have to do that!"

"i also got some things to cook tonight if thats okay. i found a recipe i thought you might like. i figured we coukd watch contact too. i know you had a rough night last night so i hoped maybe this coupd make you feel better." her smile glowed.

"you are the sweetest but i actually have a gig tonight, raincheck?"

"aw, thats okay! i could go with you!"

"oh no thats okay, im sure you wouldnt like it, plus im meeting up with an old friend."

her glow dimmed, "oh okay i understand, have fun," she walked away and began to put the groceries up.

"kat, we could do it tommorow night, i promise."

"okay, its fine if not, i know you are busy."

i pouted and began to walk back upstairs. i felt kinda bad, katya was such a sweetheart to me for some reason, but id already made plans with pete, and i need to get back at david.

i finished up my makeup routine, put on my clothes, and spritzed myself with perfume. i grabbed my bag and packed condoms, mints, and my favorite pink lipstick.

"oh wow, trix you look stunning," katya looked up from the couch, "you sure you dont want me to come?"

"ill be okay! have a good night!" i chirped.

"ill be here if you need me," i heard her say as i walked out.

as i pulled up to the club the line was already out the door. i took a deep breath and threw a mint into my mouth.

"lets do this," i said aloud getting out of my vehicle.

i began walking to the door when i was startled by pete grabbing me from behind.

"trixieeeee!" i could smell the all too familiar smell of alcohol on his breath.

"peeeete!" i said hugging him back.

"im so glad you came," he let go of me and looked into my eyes, "ready to preform?"

"of course," i started, "let me grab my guitar.

he walked me to my car. as i began to open the trunk he pushed me into the car. our lips were cenimeters apart.

"david was so stupid for letting such a hot piece of ass go," his hand began to squeeze my ass.