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Trixie - apologetic (ALCOHOL ABUSE //TW)

That really hurt as she said that, I knew I'd hurt her but I didn't think this bad. I can hear the venom in the voice as she continues to talk.
K : anyway, what are you calling for? To mess me around again?
She's slurring and the veins in her eyes stand more prominent than usual.
T : Katya, have you been drinking? And mess you around? What are you talking about?
I know she's been drinking, I also know exactly what she means, I just need her to hurt me more.
She begins to laugh and I hear the dragging of a glass bottle across a table.
K : Does it matter if I am, Trixie? Does anything matter anymore?
I then see her open it and put the bottle to her lips and drink it like it's water. I've really hurt her. She then continued.
K : I really needed tonight, I needed it so I could forget for a while, and I know I don't know you, but I really did think that maybe there was a little something there, and I liked you a lot, a real lot. But something always has to fuck things up for me. But tonight, for once in my fucking life I didn't think that, but hey, fuck me, right?
I didn't know what to say, I just felt my eyes burning and tears began to slowly trickle down my cheeks. It's been ages since someone has spoken to me like that and I'm now just realising how much I've hurt her. Why did I kiss him? I don't like him at all, I just feel as though I have to fit everyone else's idea of who Trixie is, but I'm none of those things. I don't even like boys for starters, and now I've possibly ruined the one thing that could have truly made me happy.
K : I scared you off, huh? I knew it
I hear her then begin to laugh again and open up a bottle.
T : no - I , you didn't I just , I'm sorry.
K : everyone's always sorry to me, Mattel.
Now tears are coming out my both eyes one after the other, mascara mixed with the water of my tears streaming down my face.
I then sniffle a little louder than I should have.
K : Are you a cryer Mattel?
T : Not the time.
K : but are you?
T : maybe when the most beautiful girl I've ever seen tells me how much of a fuck up I am, and she's right. I really am sorry, Katya. I do like you and tonight was supposed to be for you, but then - he showed up and I panicked, he doesn't obviously know I like girls and every time I begin to even try and tell him, he doesn't want to hear it, I need to end things, I know I do but I -
K : shhhhhhhh , Mattel, I'm supposed to be the one crying.
I begin to laugh and she joins in. Then it falls to silence, but a comfortable one.
K : just come over, we will talk in person. I'm not the kind to speak like this over the phone. Just come. I will give you my address.
I then hear her re open the bottle and take several large gulps of the liquid that I believe to  now be vodka.
T : be careful, Katya. That's really strong and you could get really ill.
K : Remember I'm russian, Mattel.
Her mouth smiled but her eyes didn't which concerned me, however I laughed the joke off.
T : okay, text me now, I'm sorry.
She doesn't reply and puts the phone down. I'm going to fix this.

AN: hi xx sorry for all the dialogue my angels! It's part of the developing storyline, please give me feedback on my story and sorry for the long title I forgot to put a tw at the top and didn't know how to add it in. Hope everyone's okay during lockdown💗 stay safe xx