Naïve // Trixya

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TRIXIE POV:

It's been a few months since Priscilla's death, the engagement and the school putting me on leave. Times have been tense and the house is heavy with tension. Both Katya and I are stressed, trying to deal with what happened while also trying to comfort eachother.

Katya was tasked with planning the funeral and its been taking it's toll on her. She has spent the last week calling Priscilla's family members back in Russia trying to convince them to let her have the funeral in Boston.

I've also been busy working with Michelle trying to make a case again the school and principal O'hara. We don't have much but Jinkx is trying to help too gathering stories from other teacher at the school who feel for me.

" Hey Trix?" Katya called from her in home office. She has been spending most of her time there now sometimes falling asleep at her desk.

" yea." I called back looking up from my laptop.

" can you come here, I- I have some news." Katya said her voice sounded shaky.

I got up and walked into her office. When I saw her I was shocked. She looke awful. Her hair was a mess and her eyes had old makeup around them, she looked tired and not like herself at all.

" Oh Kats what happened?" I rushed over to her kneeling infront of her.

" I have to go to Russian again." She whispered tears sliding down her face.

" What! Why?" I asked grabbing her knees.

" for the funeral, I have to go plan it there and have it there. Priscilla's family won't come here and they all want her burried next to her parents in Russia." She explained her head falling back against her chair.

" Thats unfair! If they want it in Russia they should be the ones planing it!" I said getting close to being as upset as Katya.

" I know Trix but they're old and they are her family." Katya sighedgribbing my hands.

" but its not fair." Was all I could say tears brimming in my eyes a little. " Last time you went to Russia you almost died! You can't go back!"

" I KNOW BUT I HAVE TO TRIXIE! Why are you arguing with me like I want to go!" Katya said bursting up from her chair.

" I'm not arguing with you Katya!" I backed up and looked at her.

" Then what are you doing because whatever it is , its bot helpful." She sighed pinching her nose.

" I- I don't know I was just I-."

" Exactly you don't know so stop." Katya snapped interrupting me. She pushed her way outif the office leaving me standing there.

" Katya stop." I called after her following her to the kitchen. " I know its hard but we have to be here for eachother." I said looking at her.

" Trixie please stop I just I leave tomorrow and I need to pack I don't have time for this." Katya continued to our bedroom leaving me to follow her.

" What don't you have time for katya!? Us? Me ?" I yelled. How could she not have time for us, we are supposed to be getting martied and she doesn't have time for us!

" YES TRIXIE YOU US EVERYTHING I JUST- I NEED TO PACK." Latya started furiously pulling clothes out of drawers.

" WE ARE SUPPOSED TO GET MARRIED KATYA! YOU PROPOSED TO ME AND BOW YOU DON'T HAVE TIME  FOR ME!?" I yelled pulling her shoulder so she would look at me.

" SHOULD WE EVEN GET MARRIED IF I'M TO SCARED TO ASK YOU TO WEAR A SUIT, IF YOU RUN AWAY AND HATE ME IF I DON'T IMMEDIATELY DROP EVERYTHING AN ANSWER THE PHONE WHEN YOU CALL!? DOES THAT SEEM HEALTHY TO YOU!" Katya yelled throwing her clothes on the bed.

" is that how you really feel?" I whispered my voice breaking.

" I- I don't know Trixie I can't think right now my brain is fried and it has been for the past 3 weeks!" She cried.

" Go." I said looking at her " Go to Russia and don't come back untill you know what you want, because I'm not going to marry you if your not sure and you don't think we are healthy." I said pulling my ring off and throwing it at her.

" Trixie please wait I'm sorry I- I'm just stressed." Katya reached for me but I pulled away.

" No." I walked to the back door grabbed ny coat and left.

I blindly went to my car and just drive to Amy's without really thinking about it. I walked up to her appartment and opened the door not bothering to knock.

"Oh my god don't stop please oh my god...TRIXIE!?" Amy yelled pushing some girls head away from her crotch.

" Oh my god Amy I'm so sorry I'll go." I stood there shocked.

" No wait you've been crying just- Just give me a second." Amy looked frazzled her gaze darting between me and the girl she was fucking on her couch.

" Oh um I'll just wait outside." I said backing out of the door.

I waited for about 5 minutes listening to muffled voices on the other side of the door. Eventually the mystery brunette came out and gave me an akward smile before speed walking down the hall.

" Okay come on in." Amy opened the door breathlessly. She led me into the living room and I glaced at the couch then her, " Sorry about that." She chuckled throwing a blanket over the couch for me to sit on.

" its fine." I smiled sitting down thoughts of Katya and I going at it on our kitchen table flashed in my mind. I felt myself frown a little.

" Where is Katya?" Amy asked looking at me with concern.

" Thats the thing....