chapter twenty six

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trixie's pov
tw?? mentions of s/a

"thank you for a productive class period, tommorow you will have a sub, and i expect each and every one of you to behave yourselves just like you are doing right now. i better not get a note that you guys were acting up. now go enjoy the rest of yalls days."

i began sorting out the papers covering my desk.

"ms. mattel?" it was violet, "ms. mattel, have you heard anything about katya?"

"im sorry darling, i havent heard anything since they admitted her to the hospital yesterday." i looked around to make sure the coast was clear, "well im actually going to go there today to check up, would you like to join me? i know it isn't appropriate but-"

"yes. ms. mattel i wont tell a soul."

"okay, meet me out by the back of campus, ill pick you up in about 15 minutes and we can head over."

she ran off.

i sighed. im about to put that girl in bubble wrap. everywhere i turn shes getting hurt.

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"thank you ms.mattel, this means alot, i really put the blame on myself for this. i just want to see her, to apologize to her."

"oh sweet violet, please dont burden yourself with that, what were you supposed to do? you stayed with her and you didn't leave her side until she was in the care of the nurse. youre a great friend to her."

"thank you ms.mattel, its hard being the bitch- sorry- the meanie of the group. everyone always thinks im so tough and bad, but i have feelings too you know?"

"well, im very glad you could get that off your chest," i could use a cigarette about now, my nerves were shot.

"ms.mattel?"

"yes, violet?"

"speaking of getting things off of our chests, i have to tell you something, but you have to PROMISE you wont be mad at katya."

"why would i be mad at katya? shes in the hospital?"

"well see thats the thing, we were talking before she passed out..."

"aaaand?"

"i know this is going to sound crazy but there is real proof to back me up. since katya has been back to school, ms. visage started being weirdly nice to katya."

"well yea, shes the principal isnt she supposed to be nice to students?"

"you dont understand, excuse my french, but ms. visage has ALWAYS been a cunt to ALL of her students. so her being nice was a red flag."

"so she was nice to katya and you dont want me to be mad at katya for that?"

"no- uh- theres more- so yesterday before kat passed out, ms. visage called her into her office, and uh well some things happened in there."

"things? violet i need you to spit it out."

"MS. VISAGE FORCED KATYA TO HAVE SEX WITH HER AND USED YALLS RELATIONSHIP AS BLACKMAIL."

"WHAT????"

"well you said spit it out."

"so... the bruises on her neck... werent bruises?"

"no... uh... they were from ms. visage."

"what do you mean used our relationship as blackmail violet?"

"she just kept telling katya if she wanted to keep her little girlfriend she'd just do it."

"wow, okay, and you said there's proof?"

"yes, there is proof, katya somehow pressed record on her phone before it happened and i was in the middle of getting the tea when she passed out."

"did ms visage ever say my name?"

"not that i heard."

"good to know, let's go see if our girl is okay while i attempt to process this."

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you would think hospital would want to make things appealing. so cold, so bright, no decor.

"that'll be room 222 mam."

i thanked the receptionist and violet and i headed upstairs.

"does her mom know, like about yall?" violet's voice broke the silence.

"no, and i assume it will stay that way. she just knows that you and i were there and are concerned. got it?"

"yes mam, sorry."

i heard a shrill voice with a thick accent coming from katya's room.

must be a nurse.

"ms. mattel, is that-"

"AHH! ms. mattel, and violet? care to explain?"

"i-" violet interrupted me, "ms.visage, how nice to see you. i was searching for katya's hospital room and ms.mattel seemed to be doing the same, so we put our heads together and found the room."

"oh i see, i was just checking up on my dear katya, her mom says she had to get a few stiches, but should be out by tommorow afternoon. for now shes resting."

the taste of metal filled my mouth. i was biting my tongue so hard i mustve drawn blood. i hate that woman.

"well id better get going, it was very nice to meet you ms. Z. violet, trixie." she walked out.

"hello ladies! its so nice to see you both. violet i havent seen you in such a long time, oh how youve grown."

"thank you ms. zamolodchikova, its great to see you too!"

"and ms.mattel! nice to see you!"

"i wish it were under better circumstances, how is she?" i sat beside katya, doing my best to keep my distance.

"like ms. visage said, luckily just a few stiches in the back of her head. she somehow dodged a concussion. that ms. visage, i cant say im very fond of her."

violet interrupts, "i dont think me nor ms. mattel are quite fond either."

ms. zamolodchikova giggles, "that accent is just hard to like, and my goodness you'd think the school principal would have some modesty!"

i erupted in laugher.

"my apologies its just so funny to know im not alone in my feelings." i giggled more.

violet and i spent about an hour or so there talking with ms. zamolodchikova. i really think she'd make a great mother in law.

"m-m- mom?" katya opened her eyes and squinted at violet and i.

"katya, honey, ms. mattel and your friend violet are here, they wanted to check on you."

katya's eyes widened, "violet! ms. mattel!"

i grabbed katya's hand, "how are you feeling sweetie?"

"you took a real tumble kat." violet sat in katya's bed with her.

"im okay, i have a killer headache and a souvenir of a gnarly scar, besides that im ready to get back to school. its almost graduation time."

i smiled, "now thats what i like to hear."

violet grabbed katya's other hand, "im glad youre okay. im going to put you in a hamster ball if you dont quit hurting yourself."

we all let out a giggle. in that moment it was pure happiness, but there were still things to be dealt with. thing one on my list? michelle visage.

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