reincarnation and broken bonds

Heelys of forgiveness

Fate and destiny sometimes can be a real annoyance for those who don't crave their generosity. The two people who didn't expect fate to meddle in their relationship were also the ones that couldn't look at each other without cringing. Things with Anne and Cathy couldn't be more awkward, with Cathy being pissed at Anne -but not showing it- for making her somehow feel worse about the whole thing, and Anne feeling every inch of her body yelling at her for making so many stupid decisions while drunk, things were not going smoothly for them.

And to make matters worse, Lina was in the crossfire. Lina was close to Cathy since the beginning, and after forgiving Anne, she had somehow 'adopted' the younger queen. So, it is pretty clear that both blue and green queens relied on Lina to be their confidant. She was not happy with this. All she wanted to do was yell at them to tell each other what they felt once and for all before she locked them down in the basement until they made up. But, doing that would involve crossing their boundaries. So, she just suffered from both her 'daughters'' dumbness.

"Oh, for god's sake, Anne! Just tell her already! She is gonna be really pissed if you keep going to her drunkenly!" Aragon's voice rang through the whole attic/Anne's room where they were currently discussing once again how sorry the latter felt for once again getting wasted and talking to Cathy about her own guilt. "But what if I fuck up?! It'll make it even worse and unsolvable!" a few groans later, Anne had already buried her head on her favorite toad plushie. "I really don't know how you could make this worse, saying: 'sorry, I was being, kind of a bitch.' won't do any harm, y' know?" Aragon clarified with her foot tapping a light melody on the hardwood floor. "I don't know... Maybe tomorrow I will." And with that, Anne swiftly changed the topic.

"Madrina! I don't know what to do! What can I say?! It's not like I can run to her and tell her: 'hey! I know I fucked up and that you are fucking depressed because of what I did! But, could you please stop coming to me in the middle of the night? It confuses the heck out of me!" The groan this time came from the family 'library' where Cathy was slumped over one of the six beanbags that were there. Lina didn't know if she wanted to cry or yell... maybe both. "Actually, yes! Do that! Explain to her why you want her to stop and maybe apologize if you think that's not enough. But please do something!" Lina finished with a huff. She was already reaching her patience limits. "Maybe, I will... Eventually." Cathy said quietly before sticking her nose in yet another book.

Oh god, what was she gonna do with those two?

Anne hadn't been sleeping well. Wearing her Heelys was not the best of ideas -She lowkey thanked the stars she wore them that day, though-. She was the last one at the theatre that day, or at least she believed she was. Catherine Parr was also at the theatre. She had forgotten to exit the building before sticking her nose on her book. So, she was now slumped over a few chairs on the middle row with a book covering her half-asleep face. That was (as always) cut short by a loud bang on stage. She -in her still drowsy state- looked up as much as she could with her still not being fully sat, and the sight didn't surprise her at all. Anne was hanging (literally) from the stage, and a big part of her body was about to collapse into the hard ground before her. Her right foot seemed to be in a weird position, and she could already see the bruise that would start forming around it. Auch. Then she saw her face... Was she- was she unconscious?! That made her shot up off her seat and forget the book she left unmarked.

The brunette was indeed unconscious. Though, her head seemed to be intact. Oh... She was passed out even before her fall...

When Anne woke up, she wasn't sure what exactly had woken her up. She looked around for a bit before feeling an excruciating pain coming from her leg. Oh, that was what woke her up. Her hands immediately shot to hold her aching limb but were stopped by a pair of hands that prevented her from worsening the injury. Now that she was fully awake, she could recognize the person that she hadn't seen before. Cathy was gently holding her hands on her own. She, at least, seemed to be relieved to see her awake. "I-I know we don't talk and all that, but if you touch your leg, it may swell even more." The younger woman's voice surprised her, but she decided to let it go for now. "What happened? I remember heelying around and then, nothing." Anne hesitantly asked after a while of uncomfortable silence. "Ahm, you passed out and then fell off the stage... I'm sorry if it's none of my business... But, have you been sleeping at all?" The younger queen was looking everywhere but the green eyes of the second queen. Anne signed quietly before answering. "Don't worry. I appreciate your concern... You shouldn't worry about me, not after being such a bitch to you for so long." Cath was taken aback by this(She also failed to notice Anne dodged her question). Was Anne saying that she was the one being a bitch? "You know, I should be the one apologizing. You did nothing wrong. You were only acting as a mother-" A soft giggle interrupted Cathy's statement. Anne suddenly shot up -instantly regretting it- from the seats where she was on to try and get Cathy to look at her. "Did you apologize? God, I was terrified you would be mad at me and actually yell!" She finished, barely containing her giggles now. It was then that it clicked for the short woman as well. They were both feeling guilty, and both of them stayed avoiding each other for months when they could have talked about it. "Lina was right," Cath murmured under her breath, Anne barely listening to what she said.

"So, what now? It's not for nothing, but this whole ordeal seems senseless." It was Anne who broke the silence after a while of just sitting there. "I... don't know. It does seem senseless now." Parr quipped a little bit louder. "Oh, I almost forgot! Would you please not hate me after this? I really have to accommodate your foot before it gets worse!" She stammered softly. Anne just nodded softly before readying herself for the pain that would follow.

Cathy was thankful she had taken a first aid course after noticing she tended to bump and fall everywhere. The whole thing was fast for Parr. But was extremely slow for the one who was actually experiencing the pain from it. "Y' know, now I understand why you told me not to hate you." It came as a pained gasp after her foot was back in its place. "I'm really sorry- I- It had to be done. If not it would never heal!" Anne just laughed even harder at the writer's blurted words. "Hey, I know we started with the wrong foot and all... But, I guess- Could we maybe start again? Without all the tension and all!" Anne said rather nervously, afraid of getting back to square one. Though, she was pleasantly surprised when Cathy flashed her a comforting smile. "I'd- I'd like that, very much" Anne was beaming with excitement, she had forgiven her! "Well, in that case! Hi, my name is Anne Boleyn, and I'm a crackhead!" She said with a smile that for once seemed 100% genuine. "Um, hi- My name is Catherine Parr, and I- I'm a bookworm. I guess."

Fate is a weird thing. But, somehow, it was that exactly what made two persons who would have never dreamed of befriending each other, talk and make amends.

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Gosh! this took so long to get done! Sorry for the wait! I just couldn't seem to concentrate enough to actually write something!