Naïve // Trixya

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A/N: this is were shit really hits the fan and the plot starts picking up again. Its going to get messy and busy and maybe a little confusing but, I'll try my best.

KATYA POV:

When Trixie said life isn't fair, oh boy she was right. So right that It hurt, it hurt so bad that I didn't know what to do with myself.

This morning started out great, I got to cuddle with my half naked fiancé for a while before we had work and, she made us breakfast.

I dropped Trixie off at work just like usual then headed to my office. I pulled into my regular spot and headed inside,  waving hello to Priscilla like I always do.

The normality of the day only lasted about 15 minutes though. A loud thump sounded from outside my office. At first I thought nothing of it but then I heard frantic yelling in Russian.

" What hell is going on here!" I busted out of my office. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up to me.

" It's Priscilla, she's had a heart attak." One of the men said.

" Well don't just stand there somone call 911!" I yelled tossing my phone to the person closest to me.

I rushed behind Priscilla's desk finding her on the ground. She was unconscious and barely moving. I held her hand and squeezed it softly trying to let her know I was there.

The ambulance didn't take long to arrive, they burst through the buidling doors pulling Priscilla up unto a stretcher. I tried to explain to them everything I knew through my tears. She followed them to the hospital and went as fast as she could to find Priscilla.

" I'm looking for Priscilla Romanoff she just cake here on an ambulance she had a heart attak." Katya Katya panted to the woman st the front desk.

" She is up in room 217." The woman said typing on her keyboard.

I dashed up the stairs ignoring her phone buzzing in her pocket. i could get it later.

" Are you Katya Zamo?" One of the doctors stopped me.

" yes why? Is this aboust Priscilla?" I panted waiting for him to answer. If he didn'tknow anything that could help me I was ready to bolt.

" Yes um unfortunately she didn't make it on the ride over, I'm so sorry but you are her emergency contact so we need you to fill out some forms when you are ready." The doctors spoke softly.

" were is she! I need to see her, I need to see her one last time! I didn't get to say goodbye!" I yelled tears streaming down my face.

The doctors led me down to the basemt were I got to say goodbye one last time. I couldn't touch her , it was too hard. I could barley even look at her as I whispered as I said goodbye.

After I finished the paperwork at the hospital I checked my phone. I had 2 missed calls from Trixie and a few texts from my co-workers. I ignored the texts and called Trixie right away.

The phone rang and went to messages so I tried again. Voicemail again. I gave up calling and texted her, telling her I was on my way home.

I arrived at home and the apartment was empty. No lights on, nothing. I looked at the clock and saw it was about 4:00 Trixie wouldn't be home yet, and that's probably why she isn't answering her phone.

I crawled into our bed and set an alarm for 4:30 so I could go pick up Trixie from school. Once the alarm was set I let myself drift away to a place with less pain.

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I pulled into the parking lot and waited, Trixie wouldn't be out for another 10 minutes. I looked at all the unread texts I sent her and tried not worry. It was only 4:50 school was out 25 minutes ago. Trixie did lots after class and maybe today was just a busy day.

I waited untill 5:00 before I got of the car and looked for her. Maybe she just got caught up in work again, it wouldn't be the first time she has. As I walked in I bumped into Jinkx on her way out.

" Hey, is Trix in her room?" I stopped her.

" She hasn't been here all day Katya...she got put on leave this morning? Didn't she tell you?" Jinkx looked at me concerned.

" ugh she called me but something...happened at work so I couldn't answer." I sighed now worrying a little more.

If she got layed off this morning and she isn't home, were the hell is she.

" oh well I'm sorry about Trix,  Principal O'hara really isn't being fair Trixie will get her job back." Jinkx assured me.

" wait! Why was she even put on leave?" I asked suddenly realizing what had happened.

" It was the proposal, apparently principal O'hara is extremely homophobic and so is the school board. They said two women getting engaged infront of children was 'explicit' and ' highly inappropriate'" Jinkx sighed.

" Oh my god that's awful." I frowned. This must be hitting Trixie so hard.

" Yea." Jinkx patted my shoulder in sympathy before leaving.

If Trixie wasn't at school she was probably with Amy. I didn't answer and Amy is her bestie! She had to be there.

I got in my car and drove over to Amy's. her car was in the lot so she had to be home, and hopefully with Trixie. Who else could Trixie be with? Of course she is close to Pearl and Violet, but not that close. And her mom, well her mom is far so she has to be in Boston still.

I walked up to Amy's door and knocked hoping to see her open the door and softly gesture to Trixie so I could go hug her.

" Hey Katya! What are you doing here? Where is Trixie?" Amy said as she opened the door.

" I was hoping with you." I sighed.

" Oh why whats up?" Amy asked concern lacing her voice.

" Trixie got put on leave because her boss is homophobic but I couldn't answer when she called and she isn't home so I'm trying to find her." I said panic rising in my throat. Where the hell is Trixie.

I thought about what I told Amy and how maybe I shouldn't have because its personal but, I needed to find Trixie.

" Okay c'mon in I'll help you find her." Amy said holding her pink door open for me.

" I don't know were else she could be Amy! I'm so anxious. What is she is hurt and sad and lonley or lost!" I panicked.

" Hey dont worry we'll find her." Amy soothed me pulling out her phone. " I'm pulling out the big guns."

Hi I'm so sorry this is late, shitty and short. I have absolutely 0 motivation and I wanna keep this story going but like danm writers block is a bitch.