I'm Not Sorry - Trixya

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Trixies POV

I pace back and forth in my bedroom before sitting down on my bed, gazing into stormy blue eyes. I look straight back down into my lap nervously before I get enough courage. "Hey Kats? I have something important to tell you." I say quitely before my hand is taken softly by Katya. Usually I'm the one comforting her so this is an unusual switch for us.

She brings my hand close to her chest and rubs small circles on it to calm me down. "You know you can tell me anything. I can't tell anyone anything anyway because they all think I'm crazy." She responds with a cute little smile. Ugh why is my heart melting like this.

I smile widely and fall back onto my fluffy pastel pink sheets pulling her with me. I wrap my arms around her softly, pushing my face into her neck. "I knew I could count on you. Kats. I'm gay. I think.." I whisper softly.

I can practically feel her smiling at me as she hugs me even tighter. I can smell her perfume and it reminds me of a black rose for some reason. "Thank you for trusting me to say that. You're so brave and I'm so proud......."

I blush furiously as she speaks.".......You're literally just the most amazing girl." She says before pulling out of the hug. "So... We've got a whole day ahead of us. What do you wanna do?" She asks doing some weird eyebrow wiggle.

I let out a giggle and hit her with a pillow. "Ew you whore." I yell as she picks up a pillow and hits me back. "Oh it's fucking on!" I yell and start to attack her with the pillow causing her to retaliate.

Somehow we end up on the floor with Katya on top, the pillows thrown across the room somewhere, as Katya tickles my sides. "Do I win?" She asks with a giggle as my hair falls all over my face.

I stick my tongue out through the blonde curls that are all over the place. "Nope." I can just about vision the smirk on her face as she goes back to ticking me.

As I'm giggling she slows down with a sigh before stopping all together. "Can you shut the fuck up. You're ruining a good moment here." She grumbles.

I yank her down into a hug. "Shuddup brenduuuuuuh!" I yell in the funniest voice I can muster. Katya giggles softly and I smile under my hair. Suddenly I flip her over and start tickling her.

"Oh-okay. STAHP. You win!" She squeals making me smirk.

"I always win." I say with a smirk.