Chapter 22: A Golden Haired Angel

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Friday quickly rolled around and Trixie had asked for Katya to meet her at the bar during soundcheck. Katya didn't love the idea of hanging out at a bar all night, knowing the temptations would be many, but she needed to be there for Trixie's sake. 

When she entered the small bar, Trixie was already on stage with her guitar, but her pink hair was gone, instead golden blonde locks cascaded down her shoulders and straight across bangs layed on her forehead.

"Katya!" The girl yelled happily from the stage, the blue eyed woman walking up next to it right away.

"Hi baby." Katya replied.

"So what do you think? I'm going back to my roots." Trixie laughed out, making the other woman roll her eyes but laugh along at how bad the joke was.

"You look incredible Trix, and I love the bangs. You know what I always say, bangs are the curtains of the head." Katya replied.

"Ah yes, bangs are the curtains of the head which is the eyes to the windows of the soul." The other girl said making them both laugh even harder. 

"Trixie, we're ready for you." The sound guy announced.

"Okay, thanks." Trixie replied, walking over towards the microphone and clearing her throat before she started singing. And as the yellow light hit the stage and made Trixie's golden dress sparkle and blonde hair glow, Katya couldn't help but pull her videocamera out of her purse to film.

"We've been going for a while
We've been going strong
Hard here to believe in all the years have come and gone
When we put our hands together
Key into a cage
Every story started when I found you on the page
And I still remember where I was when the feeling changed, and
How I burned my tongue when the ceiling caved in"

Trixie sang warmly as her fingers plucked the strings of her white Hummingbird, the capo high on it's neck, barely giving her space to play the chords.

"Where do you go when the gold is gone,
When the old front lawn's turning gray?
Will you grow from those cold blood wrongs
When those old love songs start to play?
Do-do-do-do-do
They start to play
Do-do-do-do-do"

Katya had never been an avid listener of country or folk music, and she was not a fan of live music in general really, but something about Trixie's voice was so soothing to listen to, and her lyrics were saw raw and honest that the blue eyed girl couldn't help but be completely transfixed.

Just then an older couple walked in, and Katya smiled in greeting as they entered, breathing a sigh in relief when they greeted her back. Their attention soon shifted to the blonde angel on stage who was smiling brightly as she sang, her love for music clear as day to anyone who watched her.

"I said there to the junk man
"Have you seen my heart?"
He said, "Not for a while in any pile of heavy parts"
I said, "Now not to worry
Thank you all the same"
Since my heart's been beating like a kitten on parade
And I still remember where I was when the ceiling caved in
How I burned my tongue when the feeling changed, and"

Trixie hadn't noticed them, too far gone in her own little world, and Katya thought maybe it was for the best. After all, she had not informed Trixie nor asked the girl's permission to invite the pair. 

"Where do you go when the gold is gone,
When the old front lawn's turning gray?
Will you grow from those cold blood wrongs
When those old love songs start to play?
Do-do-do-do-do
They start to play
Do-do-do-do-do"

When Katya saw the expression on Trixie's mom's face, she felt pride fill her, and also the small hope that her parents might change their stance in the debate regarding Trixie's music.

"They say it gets better but I've seen it worse
I hate to say I told you so, but I told it to you first
And they say love's a blessing, but I've seen it so cursed
And I still remember where I was when the feeling changed, and
How I burned my tongue when the ceiling caved in
Where do you go when the gold is gone,
When the old front lawn's turning gray?
Will you grow from your cold blood wrongs
When those old love songs start to play?
Do-do-do-do-do
They start to play
Do-do-do-do-do
They start to play
Do-do-do-do-do
They start to play
Do-do-do-do-do"

The song came to an end and finally Trixie's eyes opened, shock spreading on her face as she saw the two people standing next to Katya. The brown eyed girl barely acknowledged the technician who informed her that it sounded good and asked if she needed anything else, putting her guitar down on the stand before storming off stage to great her parents who were smiling brightly after Trixie's performance. Katya quickly stopped recording and put the camera away, knowing that not everything needed to be documented.

"Oh my god, what are you guys doing here?" Trixie asked, engulfing them both in a hug which seemed to surprise the pair as the girl had been ignoring most of their messages and calls since their fight. 

"Katya invited us, we can't stay for the show, so she suggested for us to come see the soundcheck." John told her, smiling warmly in Katya's direction.

"You were amazing sweetie! I'm so sorry for not paying attention before.. I didn't know you were this good, I can't believe I missed this." Val said, hugging the doll close.

"It's okay, thank you for coming by the way." Trixie replied.

"Thank Katya, she had to argue quite a lot with us both to make us wake up, but we're glad she did. You've got yourself a good one here, Trixie. I'm sorry we weren't more supportive, and Katya, I'm so sorry for judging you so soon." Her mom said sincerely. The blue eyed girl smiled, she could get used to Trixie's parents talking about them and to them like that. 

"It's no problem, really. I'm just happy we're turning over a new leaf." Katya said politely.

"Thank you, Katya." Trixie said with twars threatening to spill, walking over to her girlfriend and giving her a quick, soft kiss. Katya's arm soon found the doll's slim waist, holding her close as they chatted with the girl's parents some more.

No decisions were made regarding Trixie's future, but at least all demands were abandoned, and that was enough for the brown eyed girl. Her parents were starting to see her as an actual person rather than an academic scoreboard, and for that she would be forever grateful to her amazing girlfriend.

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