Catras POV:
I stood and watched our old home, a small House that could not have been more part of the "normal Dream any Woman should have" if it tried. White picket Fence, small lawn, a Garage, Wood Carvings with Religious symbols, honoring Job with matching psalms... it looked the same way it had when I saw it last. I always liked the House itself, it's calming, Homey feeling that one would only get from the place you spent your youth in but with a touch of Pain when I remember the last time I had been here. I walked around until I saw the entrance, seeing myself stand there
"15 years old and no clue what to do or where to go from here... just crying and begging that her mom would not abandon her..." I thought before the scene changed to the Day Scorpia found me in an arcade after she heard what had happened and basically dragged me to her place, refusing to listen when I claimed to be okay and not need her help
"I never really thanked her for what she done that day... fuck, im not even 30 and I have two People who saved my life"
The scene changed again to the Day I met Adora, stumbling drunkenly out of the Club "So confused about who she was and lost... look at her now and you wouldn't recognize her. I thought I would just have a bit of Fun with her and now, I can't imagine being without her... funny how life works out"
As I woke up, I could hear some voices from the living room and was a bit confused, thinking that I had never left Scorpias home, since I could swear that that was Perfumas voice. Proofing my Hearing right, I opened the door and saw both of them sitting on the couch, drinking and laughing with Adora
"Oh hey... how are you?"
"Tired... why are you..."
"Adora called us" Scorpia said and Adora held her Hands up
"Im sorry.... I took her number from your Phone" she admitted "but I didn't do anything else, I swear"
"Oh... That's okay, I have nothing to hide from you" I said and walked over to her, smiling as innocently as I could before I grabbed her cheek and pulled it hard
"Aaaaauuuu"
"But you fucking ask before you do that, blonde Bimbo" I let go and sat down beside her, leaving Adora to rub her red cheek "It's called privacy and I really hope we don't need to talk about that again"
"No... im sorry but I felt like you needed some friends right now and... you don't have that many"
"She said you needed a pick me up and since we had time, we came over to drink, eat and have fun"
A dark look from me was enough to let her assume her "Im in trouble" Face, something I had noticed happening whenever she knew she had screwed up but did it to satisfy her need to help "Though... I guess this time, she had every reason to. Not like I care who sees my phone but as long as she knows that this would be, under normal circumstances, a reason for me to kick her Ass, I'm fine with it" i thought when the "circumstances" came back to mind "What the hell should I do about Mom?". Usualy, whenever I had a problem, I would find a solution for it relatively quick but just thinking about mom locked my thoughts up, unable to move on from her in any way that would lead to a conclusion
"...ra? Catra!"
"Hm?" I jerked up, Perfuma holding a glass Wine in my direction
"Always remember, if you need to talk, we are here"
I looked around and saw the three smile at me, filling me with a warmth and comfort that would have been close to alien to me just a few months ago "...yeah... questions for later" I thought and took the wine, toasting to a nice evening
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My Roommate is my Type? (Catradora Modern AU, SMUT heavy)
Fiksi PenggemarAdora Carrero feels misserable. The life of the 21 year old, on the outset, is going great: A good College, a good looking Boyfriend, a luxury appartment her Dad pays for....what more could she ask for? Sex with a stranger who claimes, she had offer...