When Trixie arrived at Katya's gallery showing, the gallery was already packed with people. Multiple exhibitions filled the space, but Katya's really stood out among the crowd. Her room was larger than the other ones, and the entire entrance of it was covered by polaroids.
"Trix!" Katya called once she saw the Barbie enter, her voluminous waves easily to spot from across the room. Trixie truly looked like a living doll that day, her look consisting of a short partly formfitting pink dress with small white polkadots and puffed sleeves, white fishnets, white ankle socks with a lace ruffle, and white 70's platform shoes.
"This looks incredible!" Trixie stated as she reached her girlfriend, almost drooling at the tight, short formfitting black long sleeved dress the girl was wearing. It had a zipper down the front which the brown eyed girl wanted to pull all the way down as it was now only constantly teasing the fact that the girl was wearing a red lace bra.
"Thank you, I'm gonna start the film soon, but I'm letting everyone get a feel of the room and the storyline of the photos first." The blue eyed woman said, feeling pride rise in her chest as she saw her girlfriend marvel at the sight of her exhibition. Katya placed an arm around Trixie's waist as they walked around the room together, the doll occasionally pointing out which photos she liked the most.
"You really are ridiculously talented, I can't believe you created this. I'm so proud of you, Kat." Trixie said sincerely as she turned to the other girl, wrapping her around the woman's neck.
"Thank you, that means alot." Katya said a little shyly, a sweet blush coating her pale cheeks. Trixie leaned in for a kiss which the other girl deepened seconds later, the time apart only making the feelings more intense. Moments after the pair pulled apart, an older woman placed a hand on Katya's shoulder.
"Mom, I'm so happy you could make it." Katya said excitedly.
"Of course, honey. I'm sorry your father couldn't be here, but he couldn't get out of his business trip." The girl's mother said.
Trixie stared at the woman, she looked so much like Katya, just with darker hair and wrinkles. The doll had heard a lot about Katya's mother, the pair having talked about their families often, but she had never been officially introduced to the woman.
"Oh, you must be Trixie!" The older woman said excitedly, wrapping the doll up in a warm hug.
"Ehm yeah, yes, I am." Trixie said nervously making Katya laugh a little at how cute she was when she was flustered.
"Oh, it so nice to finally meet you, honey. Katya talks of nothing else. I'm Pat." Katya's mom said warmly.
"It is very nice to meet you too." The brown eyed girl responded.
"I talk about other things..." Katya whispered in an embarrased tone, making Trixie giggle and poke the girl's cute pouting red lips.
"No sweetie, you really don't." Pat responded, making Trixie full out laugh which caused the older woman to smile. Katya pulled the girl close and quickly stole kiss before turning towards her mother again, very much enjoying the blush that started coating the doll's cheeks.
"Oh, you two are just adorable. She's a keeper that one, Katya." Her mom spoke, making Katya smile brightly and Trixie blush a deeper shade of red.
Not long after, Katya's professors came over to them, informing the girl that they were ready to review her project.
"Good luck." Trixie said softly, leaning up to kiss the girl's cheek before the blue eyed woman made her way over to her computer which stoof at a small table at the front of the room.
"Welcome everyone, and thank you very much for coming to the gallery exhibition of my art project. I hope you've all had a chance to look at the polaroids around the room to take in some of the subject matter already. I've struggled with addiction for years, and for a while I felt like my progess stood still, at times I even felt like there was no more progress to be made. But I realised recently that I just haven't confronted my addiction in a long time, nor have I actually talked about it. However, recently a very special person came into my life and she inspired this project, she also inspires me to keep taking active steps to stay clean and sober. Now, without further ado, please enjoy the project." Katya said, her voice carrying out to the whole room.
(A/N: Please watch the video, it is sort of what I imagine the project to look like. But be aware that it depicts some drugs and the use of them. But yeah, it is important to the story. Most clips also link directly to the scenes from the story, and I did also spend time making this, so please watch)
Trixie stared at it in awe, not only had Katya layed her addiction so completely bare and open for all to see, the entire project also seemed like a love letter. Tears filled the eyes of the doll as she realised just how much she cared about the blue eyed woman. The tears streaming down her cheeks as she heard her own voice fill the hall, the lyrics of Soldier coming out loud and clear from the speakers. The video came to an end and applause filled the room.
"Thank you so much, and to my dearest, Trixie; I love you." Katya said with a bow. Trixie ran up to her moments later, throwing herself into the the arms of her girlfriend.
"I love you too." The brown eyed girl said, capturing Katya's lips in a soft kiss.
And in that moment they both knew, as long as they had eachother, everything was going to be alright. 'Cause two and one, is greater than none.
A/N: We've reached the end! Thank you for your endless support, the support for this book has been absolutely for crazy, so thank you so much💛
I have a new book out called; The Girl On The Screen, it is based around camgirl Trixie, so please check it out!
Otherwise I am also still writing my story The Last Five Years, based on the musical/movie of the same name.
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