Oh her? She's My Angel(Trixya)

Chapter 13:Katya

Katya's POV
"Katya, who is Carla?"

"She's a friend of mine."

"You don't seem too happy about it. If anything you seem annoyed."

"I am okay, really. Come on let's eat. I got Italian for us." Trixie smiled and sat next to me looking at all of the food.

"I thought you had to work today?"

"Yeah, but I came home to check on you." Trixie leaned close to me with a smile on her face.

"Awe, you care about me." Trixie wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight.

"Trixie, come on. You know I don't do hugs." Trixie looked in my eyes and batted her eyelashes.

"Fine, do me."

"Wait, what?"

"Haha, nothing Katya. Anyway let's eat." I turned on the TV as Trixie started eating. My phone started ringing after a few minutes.

"Hold on okay, I'll be back." I walked into my room and answered the phone. "Hello Carla, how can I help you?"

"You didn't text me back so I didn't know if you got my texts."

"I did. I've just been uh busy."

"Oh work?"

"Um, not exactly. I'm home, I came home for lunch."

"I'll come over now then."

"No Carla, I won't be here long."

"Hmm, does it ever really take long for us? I'll be there in a few." I hung up the phone and sighed. I walked back out in the living room and sat next to Trixie.

"Everything's okay?"

"Yeah, uh one of my friends are coming over."

"Oh, I get to meet one of your friends?"

"Yeah, you can.

"Oh yay!" Trixie clapped her hands as she smiled. "I'm gonna go make myself look pretty." Before I could say anything, Trixie ran in her room and closed the door. I leaned back and covered face with one of the pillows from the sofa. After about 30 minutes, there was a knock at the door. I walked to the door and took a deep breathe before opening it.

"Kitty Kat!" Carla jumped in my arms, hugging me. "Hi baby! Oh I've missed you."

"No, you missed me inside of you." Carla looked at me with a smile. The only thing I could do was roll my eyes.

"Well that too." Carla looked past me and saw all of the food sitting on the table. "Oh, Italian! My favorite. Oh baby you're so sweet to me." Carla took off her shoes and walked to the sofa. "Let me tell ya, I had the roughest day at my photo shoot yesterday. They didn't have the tea that I drink, can you believe that? I don't ask for much but the one thing I did ask for, they couldn't even make it happen. What a bunch of worthless trash, am I right?" Carla looked at me as I leaned against the door. "Kitty Kat, come sit with me." I walked to the sofa and slowly sat down. "So, how have you been without me? I'm sure you've been just dying, haven't you?" I nodded my head as I moved a little further from Carla.

"Yeah, I guess." Carla smiled and put her feet on the sofa, moving closer to me.

"So, I brought everything. It's all in my bag." Carla moved in closer and brought her lips to mine. I tried to pull away but Carla crawled in my lap. She pinned my hands to my side as she kissed my neck.

"Carla, hey um can we just talk?"

"We can talk later." Carla unzipped my pants as bit her lip. "Talking isn't really what I came for." There was no use in talking to this girl when she had her mind set on something. I tried moving Carla's hand but she grabbed my hand and put it on her ass. "There ya go sugar." I really wanted Carla to get the fuck off of me. I knew Trixie was in the other room and it made my stomach hurt thinking about it.

"Hey Katya, is your friend here yet?" Carla and I looked up to see Trixie standing beside the sofa. She was too busy tying her top to notice Carla but when she looked up, the smile on her face faded a little.

"Kitty Kat, who is that?" Carla still had her hands on my waist, but her eyes were on Trixie. Trixie smiled slightly and introduced herself.

"I'm Trixie, I am Katya's.."

"Friend, she's my friend. She is visiting for a little bit." Carla looked at Trixie again and chuckled.

"Oh good, I thought your taste... had changed." Carla moved her hands and got off of me. "We can finish this later Kitty."

"Yeah, sure. Um, how about I walk you out when I leave, I have to get back to the office soon."

"Oh, that sounds lovely." I stood up and walked over to Trixie.

"Hey, um Trix?"

"Your zipper is down Yekaterina." Trixie looked at me with a cold gaze.

"Uh, yeah. Hey can we talk when I get home?"

"Sure." Trixie's voice was stern. Nothing like the voice I was used to. I walked in my room and closed the door.

"That could have gone better."