Mend Me (StudxStud)

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Katora.

"Do you think she'll like it? "Katora asked Romania.

Romania shrugged, "I don't know. "

Katora had prepared breakfast for all of them. She was hoping that the kind gesture would change Chantelle's view of her. She had also done this so she would have an excuse to get up early and not face Chantelle. Katora hadn't told Romania about what happened but she was planning to.

"I hope she likes it, "Katora mumbled.

She usually didn't care if someone liked her or not but she wanted Chantelle to like her. It wouldn't feel right living with someone who didn't like her.

"It's seven twenty-five now, her alarm goes off at seven thirty ,"Romania informed Her.

Leaning against the counter Katora looked over what she had prepared. She wasn't the best at cooking but she made an attempt. The plate consisted of pancakes, scrambled eggs, Bacon and sausage  . It wasn't a First Class meal, but it was something.

She became fully alert when she heard a door closing indicating that Chantelle had exited her bedroom. Nervously Katora bit her lip as she waited for Chantelle to enter the kitchen. When she did a yawn left her lips as she stretched.

"Morning Ro,"She mumbled not acknowledging Katora's presence.

"Morning,"Romania replied.

Chantelle looked around the kitchen before Her eyes landed on Romania "You cooked? "

"No, I did, "Katora spoke up.

When Chantelle didn't respond she spoke once more.

"I made Bacon,scrambled eggs a-"

"I'm vegetarian, "

Katora's face fell, "Oh ,well I also made pancakes. "

"I don't want any, "she replied flatly .

Instead of responding Katora folded Her arms as she rolled her eyes.

So much for a kind gesture. She thought.

"She took time out to do this Chantelle. The least you can do is eat it, "Romania said.

"I don't care if she took time out to prepare the meal. I didn't ask her to do it. "She stated before exiting the kitchen.

Sighing Katora took a seat next to Romania.

"Chantelle is cold Girl, it's gonna take some time. "

"Does she act like this to everyone or is it just me? "Katora questioned.

"She acts like this to everyone. I don't know exactly why she behaves like this but I do know something traumatic happened in her past  ."

What occurred last night started to make sense to Katora.

"Last night she seemed to be having a nightmare and she said some things, "

"She's completely unaware that she does that. The sleep talking has been going on for a while now, but I never spoke to her about it.  Like I said something traumatic happened in her past. "

"Damn, "Katora mumbled.

Romania got up, "Yeah damn. Anyway I'm heading out early since I gotta drop something off for someone  "

"What am I supposed to do while y'all are out? "

"That is for you to discuss with Chantelle, " she replied.

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Chantelle

Chantelle and Katora had came to an agreement.  Chantelle refused to let her stay in the apartment while they were both out for work. She didn't trust Katora at all, she didn't really trust anyone. She was planning on Just locking Katora out of the apartment but since she was in a good mood today she changed her mind.

Chantelle was a bit happier because she slept well last night. Something she hadn't been able to do in a long while. On a regular basis she would always wake up in the middle of the night and not be able to go back to sleep  .

"Walk faster, "Chantelle said to Katora as they headed to her car.

"This is the fastest I can walk, "Katora replied as she trailed behind her.

"Then run, "

When they finally made it to her car she got in and waited for Katora to enter. When she did Chantelle drove off without a word. The pleasant quietness came to an end when Katora opened Her mouth.

"So where do you work? " she questioned.

"I work at a tattoo parlor, "

"So you ink. "

"I don't 'ink'. I'm the manager  ,"Chantelle replied proudly.

Chantelle fell in love with art at the age of fifteen. Art was her only escape from the real world. The real world to her was dreadful, but the world of art was peaceful  . Out of all the aspects that art consisted of she particularly liked drawing. Bored of drawing on paper she found an interest in tattoos. She started out as a tattoo artist and soon after she came to a conclusion that she wanted to start Her own business.

"What exactly will I be doing then? " Katora asked.

"You'll be my assistant, "She replied as she drove smoothly

"Assistant?"

"Did I stutter? "

"My Bad, "Katora mumbled.

The rest of the ride was filled with pure silence. Although Chantelle loved silence at times she hated it. Silence allowed Her to remember, remember things that she wished she could forget. The human mind was like a time bomb. It ticks and ticks until finally it stops.

After she parked her car they both exited it and made their way towards the medium sized establishment .

Working with Katora as an assistant was going to be interesting.

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