My Fiancé's Sister ~ Trixya

Chapter 17 - Timing

A/N pls enjoy

Katya sits at her dining room table with a plate full of food. She pushes her broccoli around, distracting herself. Out of the corner of her eye she can see Alex doing the same. To say this family dinner is stressful would be a huge understatement.

Alex still hated Katya for ruining his relationship with Trixie and Katya still hated Alex for making Trixie feel like she was wrong and had to leave. They wanted to kick each other's asses, but their mother insisted that they put their problems aside and act like a loving family.

It was too soon though, too soon to forgive and definitely too soon to forget but Alex showed up at Katya's house anyway with pasta salad to please their parents. Their mom tries to get them to make small talk but neither want to put in the effort.

The doorbell rings and Katya quickly excuses herself from the table, glad to have a reason to leave if only for a minute. She doesn't even care if it's just some person that's come to ramble on and on about whatever religion they may practice. She'll listen like it's the most interesting thing she's ever heard.

She opens the door and is shocked to see who it is behind it. Trixie drops her bags and jumps onto Katya, the two of them falling backwards and onto the floor.

"I'm so sorry I left. I was stupid and I shouldn't have done it." Trixie cries, gripping onto Katya's shirt. "I love you. I fucking love you. I wanna marry you and have your babies and grow old with you and be buried beside you." She wheezes, mashing her lips against Katya's.

Katya lies there, eyes frozen wide open in shock, speechless. Was this seriously happening right now? Right when her parents and Alex were here? She doesn't kiss Trixie back, and Trixie pulls away, reading Katya's actions as rejection. Katya slowly moves her head and looks at the dining table. Everyone's forks hover in midair and their jaws are hanging open with Alex looking exceptionally pissed. Trixie follows Katya's gaze and realizes what she's done. She avoids looking at Alex and slowly stands, backing up towards the door. Katya stands and follows her, whispering something to her before shutting the door. She turns around and hesitantly walks back to the table, sitting down. She picks up her fork and stabs a piece of broccoli, stuffing it in her mouth. She's trying to comprehend what the hell just happened.

Trixie was here, in Boston, for Katya. To be with her, forever. But did Katya want that? Could she trust that Trixie wouldn't leave again? Would they get together and realize maybe they weren't so perfect for each other?

"Fucking bitch." Alex mutters angrily, breaking the silence. He looks up at Katya. "Both of you are."

"You think I planned that?" Katya hisses, dropping her fork.

"Obviously." He spits back.

"I thought she was in Milwaukee, asshole! I may be a bitch, but I wouldn't pull a stunt like that, especially in front of mama and papa!" Katya yells, scooting her chair back and walking angrily to the kitchen with her plate, dumping the contents in the garbage.

"You're going to be with her, aren't you?" Alex follows Katya into the kitchen, repeating her actions.

"That's none of your business." Katya says through clenched teeth. Truthfully, she didn't know what she was going to do. She had to have a very long, serious talk with Trixie first.

"You are." Alex mumbles, astonished. "She was my fiancé, Katya! You can't do that!"

"I can do whatever the fuck I want!" Katya yells, pushing Alex across the kitchen.

"Fuck you!" Alex yells back, pushing her with just as much force.

Their dad steps in and pulls them apart, yelling at them to stop acting like children. They continue to stare each other down, catching their breath. Alex shoves his way through the kitchen and walks out the front door. Katya leans against the counter, avoiding the staring looks from her parents. She knew having dinner here would be a bad idea.