doll; trixya

six

Trixie slammed the door shut behind her, dropping her backpack on the floor. She carefully slipped her shoes off, not wanting to scuff them up. She thought things were going well with Katya. She had finally felt normal and safe..

Fuck. Everything.

She went up the stairs and into her room, quietly shutting her door so her mom wouldn't come up and try to ask her what's wrong. She laid back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Specifically, the glow stars that her mom helped put up when she was seven. She would pass them every time they were in the store and beg her mom to buy them. It worked out for her after hours of tantrums.

Her phone buzzed and she quickly picked it up, hoping it was a message from Katya. It wasn't. It was a simple message from Dela saying 'Look outside, Bitch!' Trixie rolled her eyes and got up, going to the window on the other side of the room. Dela and Kim were standing there, holding a pink bag up. Trixie stared for a few seconds before scrambling to open her window.

"Get your ass down here, Mattel!" Kim called out, gesturing to the bag. "We're going to my place."

Trixie rolled her eyes again, not as playful as before. "I don't wanna go anywhere." Dela smiled sweetly, "Not giving you much of a choice, doll." Kim nodded in agreement, "What she said!"

Trixie groaned and went downstairs. She slipped her shoes on and went outside. She had a blank look on her face. She really couldn't be happy no matter how hard she tried. The person she truly felt connected to just took her heart, put it into a meat grinder, and then threw it away. Dela smiled and snatched the pink bag from Kim, quickly handing it to Trixie. She sighed and looked inside. The bag was filled with treats and confetti.

Dela rubbed her back, "Now, don't be in such a bad mood." Kim looked over, "Yeah, don't be a bitch."

Trixie glared at her and flipped her off, "Wait- how did you even know what happened?" Dela just smiled, "We have our ways. Now, let's go have fun."

She sighed and followed behind the two girls, getting into the backseat of the car. Hopefully she could take her mind off of Katya, but she knew it was going to be near impossible.

Love sucks. It truly does.
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a/n: uh ,, hi? i'm back for an unknown amount of time, i guess? i hope you enjoyed, sorry it was short ! :)