Katya's POV
After talking to Trixie, the only thing I wanted to do was sleep. I was tired from driving around, but that wasn't gonna happen. I walked out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth and taking a shower. As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, my mom was sitting on the bed smiling at me. "No mom.""I didn't say anything."
"Your eyes said it all, and the answer is no."
"Fine, what was I gonna ask?"
"Are you dating her yet?" My mom put her book down and sighed.
"Why not dear?" I sat on the bed as I dried my hair.
"Mom, I just I don't think I'm what she needs."
"It seems like you are. Katya, how do you know if you never talk about it?"
"Because mom, I just know."
"Hmm, you're scared."
"I am not!"
"Yes you are."
"Fine, since you know everything. What am I scared of?"
"Her not feeling the same way. And I never said I knew everything but I do know my daughter."
"Mom, I just don't want to mess anything up."
"I understand but how long do you think you can hide?"
"I'm not hiding."
"Yes you are Katya. Do you remember when you wanted that little Russian doll for your birthday?"
"Yeah, the one in the toy store window."
"That very one. We would pass it every day but you never said anything, you just looked out of the window as we drove by it."
"Okay, what does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, do you remember when you got the doll?" I nodded my head as I looked at my mother. "You said it was the happiest day of your life because you had finally gotten it. Katya, why keep yourself from true happiness? Why do you keep yourself from the things you love?"
"I don't know." My mother put her hand on my leg as she smiled at me.
"Dear, you don't have to carry everyone all the time. You can be happy too, you can take a break and go searching for your own happiness."
"But.."
"No buts. Katya, you deserve happiness okay?"
"Okay mom, thank you."
"Anytime, now get off of my bed so I can sleep." My mom laughed as she pushed me off of her bed with her foot. I shook my head and turned off the lamp on the bedside table. I crawled into my bed and pulled the covers over me. I wondered how Trixie was sleeping, or even if she was sleeping. I really couldn't wait until I felt her in my arms. Trixie had easily become a big part of my life. Between her and Red, I had the best life I could think of. All of the moments we spent together flooded my thoughts.
"Katya?"
"Huh?"
"I don't wanna do this."
"What, why?"
"Because I hate shopping."
"Trixie, you need some new stuff."
"But why?"
"Because I said so." I took Trixie's hand and pulled her into the mall. We spent so much time walking from store to store. Trixie told me how she had been saving money ever since high school. She said at first it would be used to get a car and then that goal changed to trying to earn enough to get away from Mike. Trixie told me that she didn't need it for those reasons anymore so she wanted to go shopping. She quickly changed her mind though.
"I think I like this." Trixie smiled as she held up a mini skirt. I turned to look at Trixie and started to cough.
"Oh, um that's nice."
"Do you think so?"
"Yep."
"Well, I'm gonna try it on. You sit there and I'll let you see." I nodded calmly as I screamed on the inside. I sat in a chair, waiting for Trixie. "Katya?"
"Yeah babe?"
"Um, I don't know about it."
"Come on, let me see."
"Do I have to?"
"I would like you to." Trixie sighed and stepped from behind the curtain. The only thing I could do was stare. Trixie looked amazing. The skirt showed her legs, the legs that seemed to go on for miles. The color of the skirt was a pink that went well against Trixie's skin tone.
"Katya.."
"Uh yeah, sorry."
"Well, what do you think?"
"You look great in that skirt Trixie."
"Do you actually think so?"
"Yes, I do. That one is a winner for sure." Trixie ran over to me and hugged me. I wrapped my arms around her as I chuckled. "Woah, what's this about?"
"You make me feel so good about myself." I smiled as I moved a piece of Trixie's hair out of her face. I put my hand on her cheek as I looked in her eyes.
"Because you should feel that way. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met so therefore I will treat you as such." Trixie put her hand on mine as she looked in my eyes.
"Thank you Katya." The rest of that day was filled with Trixie and I just being with each other. She held my hand as we walked through the mall, as I ordered our food, and as she ordered tea. Trixie had grown so much and I couldn't help but be proud of her. I also couldn't help but fall in love with her. My heart belonged to that pink haired beauty and even if she didn't know it, I was still happy to know her.
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