Misunderstandings

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Something was off with Anne. They all noticed. She had even collapsed during one show, and they had to get grace for an emergency covering. They all saw the dark bags under their resident gremlin's eyes. Even Aragon made a point of trying to pry out of Anne the reason for her sudden behavior.

Kitty and Cathy were by far the most worried ones, be it in Cathy's case, because of guilt, or in Kitty's case, because of how much she cared for her cousin. The second queen, though, did act as herself during the day (If acting like a tired version of yourself counts). She still joked around and gave the most during the show. But, her demeanor was less happy and bouncy and more fake and shy. She acted like this even more before the blue queen. They may not talk, but both of them lived under the same roof. So, there was no way they could totally ignore one another. It was because of all of this that they decided to call a family meeting the day Anne went with Maggie to grab some drinks.


"So, we all noticed Anne is doing it again, didn't we?" Aragon said softly while dropping an arm around Jane, followed by a series of nods and affirmations. -wait, again?- thought Cathy before being cut off by Kitty. "She is clearly not sleeping, and she barely eats at all during the day!" Explained the distraught young woman in front of them. "Alright, do any of you happen to know what happened? She was doing so well, and one day she just regressed? I know this may sound weird. But, do you happen to know what happened, Cathy?" Said Jane hesitating on the last phrase. "What? She barely looks at me on the eye, much less tell me what's wrong!" She answered with a clear tone of doubt. "It's just... She avoids you more than ever, and I don't know, the air between you both changed a lot." After jane's explanation, all of them seemed to understand what she was trying to say, well, all but Cathy. Cathy was confused as to why Anne would do that to herself, even more as to why she was involved in this whole ordeal. Did she do something to worsen the tensions between them? Was this Anne's way of telling her she fucked up somehow? She didn't know. After all, she barely knew her, Anne didn't talk to her, and all she knew were secondhand comments about her.


The meeting was over without settling anything, and only a few minutes later, a drunk Boleyn and a semy-sober Maggie entered through the door. "Hey, queens! Nice to see ya! But, I really gotta lay this one here down before she passes out." Exclaimed Maggie while also trying to avoid her former queen passing out in the doorway. The green queen was semy-slumped over Maggie while giggling every 2 or 3 seconds. "How much did she drink? She looks terrible!" Said Aragon while helping Maggie move the green queen's body to the couch. "Oh, she only had like 5 or 6 cups of this stuff. I guess it was the really-strong type of stuff to get her like this. So, I gotta go! See ya on Monday!" And with that, Maggie was out.


It was midnight when it happened. Anne was still lying on the couch and, Cathy was about to brew herself her eight cup of coffee. Well, that was her original intention. It turns out when Anne was drunk. She tended to be extra-honest with her emotions.


When the not-so-awake Boleyn girl saw Cathy's silhouette, she immediately perked up. "~Cathy, I'm sowi.~" Her voice trailed off in the last word, though, it was still clear she wanted to apologize for something. "What?" Cathy asked in outer disbelief. "Je suis desolé.~" she said one more time in french (Je suis tres desolé=I'm really sorry). "what... What would you be sorry for?! It's not like you did anything unfair!" Said Cathy, now really confused with the taller girl's words. "Yes, I did! I blamed you for what you didn't do~ ~I was... Being immature and unfair to you.~" Was what the girl said before silencing herself with one hand over her mouth and one whipping her recent tears. "Oh. It's about that... You did what any mother would have done... You weren't unfair or childish! You should hate me, not apologize to me!" Cathy said with now clear despair on her voice. "~I don't hate you... I was saying that to cover the fact that I hate myself even more. After all, if I would have kept my mouth shut... He would have never touched my little girl.~" Anne finished before passing out on the couch once again. Cathy was not only confused, but she was worried as well. Had Anne hated herself all this time? Why did she blame herself?


That night she didn't get any answers, and she knew she was not brave enough to approach the matter directly and talk to Anne. The thing is, Anne started getting drunk a lot, not like an alcoholic's level, but like someone who was desperate's level. Each time the green-eyed woman would reveal more and more about how her self-hatred and guilt were eating her from the inside. She just wished those words would come out of the second queen's mouth when somebody who was able to help was near and not in the middle of the night when Cathy brew her coffee to keep herself working. Each morning the tall brunette would avoid her as the plage and seemed to know exactly what she had told her the night before but pretended not to know...

Was Cathy mad at her? Yes! She never asked to be part of whatever the tall woman wanted to achieve with all this. She just wanted peace with all of her housemates. Was she confused? More than ever before. Why was Anne of all people drunkenly confessing her crippling depression to the one she claimed to hate instead of her cousins or best friends? Was she pissed? Of course! She wanted more than ever to slap Boleyn and tell her to talk to her or tell her to fuck off! She didn't want to be Anne's confidant at her drunken nights just to be ignored the rest of the days. So here she was talking to her godmother in the middle of the night after the second queen decided to tell her how sorry she was one more time.

She was in a huge mess, wasn't she? How did she get herself on this in the first place?! She now wished she never went for that cup of coffee that night.

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