I was the one you always dreamed of, you were the one I tried to draw.
- Slow dancing in a burning room, John Mayer
At the end of the day when things got shit Effy would always be the one she ran to. It was wrong. It was destructive, really destructive. They were good together for a while but then they drove each other crazy. Each of them emotionally torturing the other for no reason other than because they could. Eventually they would wise up and go their separate ways again but it never lasted too long.
Something about the mysterious brunette pulled her back every time she tried to get away.
"You should move on." Effy would tell her.
"I'm not good for you. I'm not good for anyone." She would say sadly. Katie knew that what she said was more than likely true. But her heart cried out for Effy any time it was in pain. Even if Effy was the source of the pain. That was the really twisted thing.
They couldn't be together. Yet they couldn't bear to be apart. They were doomed either way. To burn if they stayed together or freeze if they chose to part.
They would choose the fire of course, in the end. Katie always knew that.