A Trixie and Katya Story You've Probably Read Before

CHAPTER SEVEN

Katya buried her face in the soft material of Trixie's jumper, finding comfort in the faint scent of her Turquatic perfume. (a/n mine still hasn't fuckin come) She used the pink wool to dry her tears, imagining Trixie was still there to hold her, tell her it was okay, make her feel loved. But she wasn't, and Katya kept telling herself that, through the tears, she kept telling to do the impossible: to get over Trixie Mattel.

Trixie pulled her jacket around her shivering body, already regretting her decision to leave Katya alone. The moon was high and the sky was cloudy, and Trixie was deep in thought. Why did she kiss Katya? Oh, God, why did she kiss Katya? And- And why did she like it? It wasn't like when she kissed Tammie. With Tammie, it felt empty, cold, boring, but with Katya... no. She couldn't think about it, that would make her want it more than she already did. She was telling herself to do the impossible: to get over Katya Zamolodchikova.

"Trixie Joanne Elizabeth St Clair Duprix Mattel! Where the fuck have you been?!" Her mother screamed as Trixie shut the front door behind her. "Out,"
"Don't you have an attitude with me, Missy. And why is you lipstick red? I know for a fact you hate reds,"
"I was at Katya's, I told you," she said, staring into her mother's eyes. Valerie shook her head. "Then why were you at Yekaterina's? And why are your lips red?" Trixie was hesitant to reply, knowing her mother's hatred for her best friend. "Trixie, I'm talking to you,"

"I was at Katya's because she wouldn't answer my texts or calls and I was worried," Trixie blinked back her tears, almost certain of Valerie's reaction to her next statement. "And- And my lipstick's red because... because..." A single tear found its way down her cheek. "Because... because..."
"Because? Answer me, Trixie!" Her mother was getting more impatient with every passing second.

"Because I kissed Katya, and... and... I think I'm in love with her,"

(A/N: So that happened. I hate the person writing this - It doesn't feel like it's me, I literally open WattPad and it just, kind of, happens. So fuck you, whoever you are, for making not only Trixie and Katya sad, but Trixie and Katya sad - haha)