Katya's POV
I stared at the painting on the ceiling and ran the events of the evening through my head. Trixie seemed so on edge when she first got here, but I made it my mission to put her at ease. Everything seemed okay. Sitting on the sofa and watching what people say is the worse movie ever, but I didn't care. I didn't care because she seemed finally relaxed. When I looked over and saw her fighting sleep, I laid her head on me. Comfort was the only thing I wanted her to feel around me, but somehow that didn't seem possible. Her cries and pleads replayed in my head.
"I am sorry Katya, I'm sorry," the words screamed in my head making my heart hurt. She sounded so afraid of me when all I did was be kind to her. I felt her tears fall on my neck and felt her body shaking. I had called her name and shook her for what felt like forever until she finally opened her eyes, and her eyes showed how broken she was. I wanted to help, I wanted to show her that it was okay to relax. I looked at my clock and saw that it was 12am. I picked up my phone and decided to call Violet, blood sucking leeches don't sleep.
"Hello?" Vi sounded wide awake, which I was happy about.
"Hey Vi. How are you?" I knew I must have sounded off, because I sounded off even to myself.
"I'm good. Just finished taking off my makeup. You sound kinda down Kat. What's up?" I thought carefully about my answer and sighed.
"I met a girl."
"Oh Kat! That is great. What is her name?"
"We are just friends silly well I thought we were friends. Her name is Trixie. She lives in the same building as me. I met her at the laundry room downstairs."
"Awe I'm sorry babe. Wait why did you say you thought you guys were friends?"
"She left out of no where. We were watching Contact and she had a nightmare I think. She was crying and saying sorry to me. I woke her up and she freaked out." Vi chuckled softly.
"I would cry too if you made me watch that awful train wreak. In her nightmare you probably had her strapped to a chair with her eyes taped open, making her watch Contact on a loop." We both laughed at her distasteful joke.
"Hey! You told me we would never bring up my dark sexual fantasies ever again!" I laughed and finally felt a little better. "Thank you Vi, you are always here for me."
"Hey it's my job. Without me and the rest of the crew you would fall apart. But maybe try to give her time first and then ask her what is up? You can't help everyone and sometimes even a person who wants help can't ask because they never know how to ask. Just be patient okay?"
"You're right. She told me she struggles with her anxiety so maybe meeting a new person was too much?" Violet hummed in agreement. We talked until she heard me yawn.
"Hey you should get some sleep. It is 4am and you have that interview tomorrow. Which you need to remember to wake up for and also call me after to let me know how to went."
"I will, I promise. Thank you so much for talking to me. I love you whore."
"I love you too Kat." I blew Vi a kiss through the phone and ended the call. I turned over to face the window that looked out to the city and let the hum of the cars down below and Red's purring put me to sleep.
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It Must Have Been The Wind(Trixya)
RomanceKatya is the 23 year old painter who has a haunting past. Trixie is the 21 year old anxiety filled girl with the broken will to live. They live in the same apartment complex. What happens when two broken girls meet while doing laundry? A friendship...