Women In Black

Chapter Twenty-Six

Katya's heart raced when she woke up to her doorbell ringing loudly. She prompted herself with her arms and took a few seconds to breathe. She was in her pajamas, sleeveless shirt, no bra, and loose thin sweatpants. Katya rubbed her eyes roughly as she walked up to the door, slowly falling to the realization that it could be Trixie. It immediately made her worry about her breath, clothes, and hair, speedwalking to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, and brushed her hair, putting it up in a bun. While she was changing her pants, she was shocked by a string of rings coming from the door. She quickly dismissed changing her clothes and walked to the door, breathing in deeply before opening it. But she was surprised by what she found.

"Violet?" Katya's brows furrowed. "Monet?"

"Hi," Violet and Monet said, almost perfectly in sync.

"Trixie needs your help," Monet said. "We need a replica," She checked her notes. "Of your... device?"

"So now you're helping us?" Katya asked, finding the irony in this situation. "After what you did to us?"

"We're sorry," Violet said. "We're very sorry Kat, I was stupid and jealous." She started to explain, but Katya didn't hear anything more than excuses. "I'm scared that I have ruined my relationship with both of you forever." 

"Stay scared," Katya grabbed the envelope Monet was holding. "Because you two are never getting a smile, joke, or friendly act from me ever again." 

"You're supposed to put the device in there," Monet said looking down, completely ashamed of her acts. "We'll wait here, outside."

"Not like I would let you in my home," Katya said, closing the door right in their faces. 

This was gonna be a hard task, and also a painful one. The 'device' Monet and Violet talked about was a small chip that was put into Katya's bicep. In an ideal situation, the chip would be extracted by a surgeon, but she didn't have the time, money, or explanation. Katya grabbed a kitchen knife, breathing heavily as she positioned her arm. Thankfully the chip was implanted in her non-dominant hand, so it would be easier to cut through and take out. She bit her lip and tried her best to not close her eyes as she felt a burning pain on her bicep. Katya's eyes were glassy with tears since the chip was pretty deep into her bicep.

"Fuck!" Katya said once her fingers dug into her bicep to pull it out.

She left the small device on the kitchen counter and instantly noticed the blood coming out of her arm. Katya covered it with her palm, but the blood escaped through her fingers. She knew that every agent had a first aid kit in their car, so she went to the door as fast as she could. Violet's and Monet's confused faces almost made Katya laugh as she asked for first aid. The black-haired woman hurried to the car to grab the first aid and offered to help Katya. Katya almost let her pride win, but she knew she wouldn't be able to handle it alone if she was already feeling like fainting. So she let Violet into her house, trying her best to not be a bitch.

"What happened?" Violet said as she opened the first aid kit on the kitchen counter.

"Doesn't matter, just put a gauze over it and tape it down." Katya didn't wanna give information away.

"I didn't know you kept your memory."

"I didn't want you to know," Katya declared. "And now that you know, it doesn't change much, since I don't wanna be in contact with you anymore."

"I think I fucked up my relationship with all of my friends because of competitiveness," Violet found a disinfectant and poured a bit over Katya's wound. "It hurts, a lot, it's so shitty."

"You brought it upon yourself," Katya shrugged her right shoulder. "I don't think you're the one that's hurting the most from your own actions." 

"I know," Violet covered the wound in the gauze, quickly grabbing the tape. "I can notice." She obviously referred to the mess that Katya's house was.