Serendipity- trixya

13: Numb

"KATYA, KATYA, KATYA! Come quick!"

Katya immediately grabbed her old softball bat and ran into the living room as fast as she could.

"WHAT, WHAT", she screamed at the same level as Trixie who was calmly sitting on the sofa with her computer on her lap, looking up at the Russian shocked.

"Why do you have a bat?"

"What do you mean? I needed a weapon to protect you from danger since you yelled at me to come"

"Oh...", Trixie replied, blushing viciously as she looked down shyly.

"Fuck, princess, you scared me."

"I'm sorry", Trixie replied with a pout before smiling widely.

"I got a 98% on my maths test", she squealed, jumping off from the sofa and into Katya's arms who also squealed, easily as delighted.

"Holy shit baby, that's amazing", she said, wrapping her arms tightly around Trixie, who buried her head in her neck.

"I couldn't have done it without you Kats!"

"Okay, we need to celebrate! Let's go out to dinner tonight?"

"YES! Can we have sushi?"

"Of course we can baby girl!"

No one could have predicted Trixie's next move. Not Trixie, not her friends, or family. Least of all Katya. In her sudden excitement, she pulled the Russian in close, crashing her lips against her own. It only lasted around two seconds, but the damage had been done. She pulled away quickly and backed away from Katya. She could hear Katya saying her name, but she felt numb. She had messed up the one good thing she had, as per usual. So she did what she does best. As the doll's back hit the door, she turned around slowly, opened it, and ran away. 

***

Katya was worried sick. She had not heard from Trixie for five days, and she had no idea if the doll was alive or dead. Of course, the Russian had tried to reach her roommate. God, did she try. 56 calls, 89, messages, but to no avail. Her roommate ignored her. She was hopeless. Trixie had not gone to school the past few days, making everything even worse. It was as though she had completely vanished. Gone off the grid. 

Katya was not doing well. She had not slept at all, and most of her days were spent worrying or crying. Violet was scared to death. Of course, she was. Katya is her best friend, and now she was seeing her in a state that she had only seen the weeks before going to rehab. Katya was not on drugs. She had not had alcohol. But she also knew that if another day passes without any confirmation about the barbie's whereabouts, Katya would be in the sewers. She kept her therapist on speed-dial, in case she felt like breaking, making her disappointed in her own self-confidence. But it was for the best. 

"ADORE, Adore", Katya exclaimed as she saw a flash of green hair in the corridor. The head quickly whipped around and saw a hurried Katya rushing toward her. 

"Hey...", she replied, with a half-hearted smile. She tried not to pity the Russian, but it was difficult. 

"Please, PLEASE, let me see Trixie, let me know that she's okay, let me talk to her, please Adore", Katya said, already on the verge of tears. Today was the first day any of Trixie's friends had been in school, having stayed home with her the past few days to take care of her. 

"I-", she began. As Katya's tears became a freefall, she knew that she could not deny her.

"Okay", she continued. "I'll take you today after school". Katya hugged the green-haired girl tightly and whispered in her ear.

"I'll give you B's number", which caused Adore to squeal with happiness and jumped up and down since she had not talked to Bianca since the friend gathering because she was too afraid to ask for her number before.

***

"Kim, I'm home", Adore said as she stepped through the door of Kim's dorm. Her own had been occupied by her old roommate who had somehow convinced her to move out so that four of her friends could move in. When asked why she agreed, Adore blamed it on being a libra.

"Oh great, Tri- Katya? What is she doing here?"

"Please Kim, please let me see her, I have not slept in five days since I've been worrying about her. I just want to talk to her, and tell her that everything will be okay."

"I- Okay then. Wait here", Kim replied with a sigh, before going into a bedroom that Katya could only assume was being occupied by Trixie.

"She does not want to talk, but she'll listen", Kim explained when she came out, two minutes later.

"Okay, okay, thank you so much."

Katya walked over to the door, knocking lightly, but getting no response. She knocks on the door a few more times before giving up and leaning on it on her back and sliding down it. On the other side, Trixie sat frozen. Her tear-stained cheek against the door, waiting for something to happen.

"Please just confirm that you're listening, I'm going to talk a lot".

"I'm listening", Trixie replied quietly, making Katya let out a relieved sigh.

"Okay, Beatrice. Let's talk. I am upset. Not because you kissed me, but because you kissed me and ran away. For god's sake, princess did you not think I was going to enjoy it? I have flirted with you since the moment I met you. I cook you dinner every time your home, I wake you up with coffee in the mornings, I help you with your homework, I let you sleep next to me, hell, I even painted a goddamn painting of you while sleeping! Do you think I would do that to someone I did not like? No. You don't even know how many times I tried to gather up the courage to ask you out. To kiss you. And baby I know. I know it's scary. I'm not better than this than you are. Hell, I have so much luggage that I'm carrying around just waiting, waiting, for me to go cooky again so that it can unload. And I know I'm not what you deserve. You deserve the fucking world, Beatrice. And I know that we've been through ups and downs. And I know that you and I might not be compatible at all."

Katya could hear a loud sob on the other end of the door and her own eyes water. Every brain cell in her brain told her that what she was doing was bad. Her throat clogged up in an attempt to stop her. But she could not.

"But despite all of that, I could see myself falling in love with you someday. And if you let me try, I promise I'll try my hardest to make you the happiest little princess in the entire world. Barbie, isn't it funny? Only a few weeks ago we were at each other's throats constantly. And now we're here. Sitting on the floor of your best friend's dorm wondering where on earth do we go from here? Life finds a way", she said in her Maureen voice, making herself chuckle lightly. 

"Anyways babydoll. I understand if I've said too much. I know I have. And I completely understand if you never want to talk to me again. I'll move out, don't worry. But I really, really, want you to come home tonight. It's terrible without you there. You know, I've become so accustomed to making you dinner that every meal I've eaten so far I've made a portion too much", she continued, smiling slightly, before sighing and standing up. 

"I'll leave Trixabelle. Please come home, baby, I miss your presence", Katya said before walking out of the apartment, avoiding the eyes of Kim, Adore, and Naomi.

Trixie did not go home that night.

Hi whores!

That's the end of this book! Just kidding, could you imagine? Anyways, expect an update v v soon cuz I don't want to leave y'all mad at me for too long >:)

xx Maja<3