haha : sad clown stories ~ ptsd (hurt/comfort) ~ rudolph/fiona

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A/N : Takes place post issue/chapter 2. Tw for smoking

Rudolph got done with her show.

It wasn't anything she wasn't used to. Some poll dancing, some singing, some pervy looks and comments from older guys... Honestly just the usual. She didn't care about any of that. It paid well enough, so if some creepy old dude got off to the thought of her later, she couldn't care less.

She walked backstage to remove her makeup. Fiona was lying on the sofa, trimming the far ends of her freakishly long fingernails, just to make sure she didn't accidentally scratch anything as they dragged behind her.

"Hey, Rudy" she said to her girlfriend, who seemed slightly more shaky than usual. "You okay over there, beautiful?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure" Rudolph replied shakily. "I've just... I told you about everything with my mom, right?" Fiona nodded in confirmation. "I've just been processing the- her murdering that dude" she let out a shaky breath. "I loved her to death but... It was like she just snapped"

"It was to protect you" Fiona reasoned. Rudolph shook her head. "She had already shoved him off of me" she corrected. "She didn't need to choke him, but she did. And then he was still, and..."

"Hey" Fiona said gently, seeing that the girl in front of her was beginning to spiral. "Come here, love"

Rudolph just nodded before sitting down on the sofa next to her girlfriend. Fiona carefully angled her hands to where she could stroke Rudolph's hair without getting her long fingernails caught in it. "How can I help?"

"I don't know" Rudolph replied honestly. "I guess just keepin' me from getting too caught up in the past... I don't know if there's a word for my brand of crazy, but it sure don't feel good when my brain puts me back there"

"You're not crazy" Fiona replied. "If anything, I'm crazy for keeping my fingernails this damn long" Rudolph chuckled at that. "You went through a lot of traumatic shit. Anyone would be a bit fucked after that"

"I guess" Rudolph agreed, lighting up a cigarette and taking a long drag of it as she got up and washed away her makeup. "You wanna go out to eat somewhere tonight?"

"Hell yes"

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