YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN I DO

06. you get me so high.

A few days later, Katerina was released from the hospital. The doctors said that the wounds weren't fatal. Elodie was extremely thankful for that.

Elodie was on top of Vance, cupping his face and kissing him like she was starving.

Her hands trailed down his neck as she took his bottom lip between her teeth, biting down lightly.

She pulls away as she suddenly heard a knock at the door. Assuming it was Katerina, she groaned, leaning in to kiss him once more.

The knocking gets louder, more aggressive. That wasn't like Katerina.

She pulls back again, licking her lips, "hold on, Pierce."

He scoffs, "We just made out and we're not on a first name basis yet? Ouch."

"Would you rather me call you 'dude?"

"No ma'am."

Elodie opens the door, seeing Katerina.

"Hi."

Katerina tilts her head, "Hi. May I—"

She looks at her boyfriend, eyes suddenly narrowing. Elodie rolls her eyes, biting the inside of her cheek as she waits for her to finish.

"Who's that?"

"My boyfriend."

Katerina sighs, "Anyway. Can I talk to you for a moment? In private?"

Elodie nods, stepping out of her room and closing the door, "What?"

"You seem distant."

"I've always been distant."

"I- I know but... it's just unusual."

The two girls begin walking to the kitchen. Elodie fidgets with the strings on her sweatpants, "How so?"

"You're with your boyfriend more. It's like me and the others don't even exist. You- you can't just ignore what's happening, El!"

"I'm not doing that."

Katerina scoffs, "Oh really?"

Elodie doesn't even look at her as she rummages through the fridge, "Yes. It's my way of coping. This has happened before, Kat."

"I know that. You really need better fucking coping skills. People are dying, Elodie."