RPDR OneShots!✨

what about us?-aja x farrah

wooo we back with angsty shit because i need it in my life! tw: post breakup talk, arguing (no physical fighting). prompt- "i don't miss you. i just miss us". farrah is cis female, aja is a nb sweetheart (i love them okay). 

The knock. The knock that Aja had been dreading all morning. Ever since they'd got the text at 5:42AM. It had one sentence.

We need to talk later. 

Sent 5:42

It was the first thing Aja saw when they'd woken up a few hours later. Unable to respond in fear of saying the wrong thing, Aja called the one person who'd be able to offer some form of support- Cynthia. The pair had been friends ever since they had met eachother at playgroup when they were 3. Since then Cynthia and Aja were unable to be separated. Aja throwing Cynthia a party when she got her first job, Cynthia being there to listen whenever Aja had a little argument with Farrah. But this time it was different. Before these arguments had only been temporary, three days at most. This had gone on for the past three months. Farrah had left without looking back. She'd moved in with Valentina, one of Aja's closest friends and Aja hadn't heard from her since. All they knew was that Farrah simply didn't give a fuck. Well apparently until today.

Aja Facetimed Cynthia at 9AM, when they knew that she'd be up. Sure enough she was, answering the call immediately. As soon as Cynthia's face appeared on screen, Aja started talking frantically.

"I really need your help, Farrah texted me earlier and she said we need to talk, why would we need to talk? We're done, she said so herself-" 

"Woah woah woah breathe! Have some water girl and calm down." Cynthia sighed, a uncharacteristic frown playing on her face. "You aren't going to make this better if you're talking at 100 miles an hour." 

"Cynthia I don't know what to do." There was a short silence. "I'm scared."

"Why scared? There's nothing to be scared about cucu!" Cynthia exclaimed. "Just be honest, or she can be honest. Works both ways no?"

"I guess so." Aja nodded. "Thanks C." 

"No problem!" The two women continued talking for a while before Cynthia went off to go meet Charlie or whoever she was close with, leaving Aja alone again.

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Aja stood up, dusting off their light blue trousers and walking towards the door. Hesitantly they placed a hand on the doorhandle, shaking slightly. 

"This will be fine, just be honest." Aja mumbled. They opened the door and stepped back. 

"Hi." Farrah smiled tightly at them. "Can I come in?" It had clearly been raining as her coat was speckled with spots of rain, light pink hair damp.

"Oh yeah sure." Aja returned the smile and stood back, letting her in. Farrah followed Aja into the living room, before Aja turned to her. "Drink?"

"No thanks." There was a short silence as Farrah's smile faded away. "I think there's some things we need to talk about."

"Like what?" Aja questioned, frowning. "It's been three months Farrah and yet this is happening now? Do you even miss me?" Yet again there was silence as a pained expression flickered across Farrah's face. "That's a yes then."

"I don't miss you! I just miss us." Farrah started. 

"What do you mean us? What about us?" Aja's voice rose slightly, shaking. 

"I miss us Aja!" The woman repeated. "Our happiness, how good we were." 

"We clearly weren't good enough were we!" They replied bitterly as they sat down away from Farrah. "It hurt and it still does." 

"And it still hurts me!" Farrah retorted. "Val said-"

"Oh what did Valentina say? Are you with her now?"

"She said we need to sort it out, and no we're not together!" Farrah was sounding incredibly shrill at this point. She was clearly on the verge on tears. The room fell quiet once again, the only noise being the whirl of the fan above them.

"Sort what out? There's nothing to say or do. You're clearly happier without me being around." As soon as the words left their lips, they saw a look of pain appear on Farrah's face.

Pain.

Hurt.

Anger.

Sadness.

Letting go.

713 words. this is quite short and incredibly incredibly shite so i apologise for it