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"Come on! It's nothing!" Rhea waited patiently in front of her sister with her arms crossed on her chest, watching Elia's face being slightly distorted by disgust at the sight of the beer standing in front of her while a smirk was reaching her lips. "I've had way worse than that Elia" she added before taking a long drag on her fag.
"That's because you're a drunker, I'm not! I saw your fake face on Thanksgiving, like you didn't like Champagne so Mom could see you!" Rhea sneered as she was feeling pretty proud of herself since her mother had totally bought her act.
"I'm not a drunker and yeah, that was pretty fun" the older sister said with the same grin on her lips. "Now come on, it's beer, it's nice. And dang it, it's time you know what alcohol is!"
"I'm fifteen" Elia answered with a frown on her face.
"Who cares?" Elia pouted and crossed her arms on her chest, her gaze still being fixed upon the glass of beer whilst her sister was taking drags from her cigarette from time to time before crashing it in the ashtray under the lightbulb hanging over their heads.
"Rhea, you found you make-up." – "What?" she asked as her entire body tensed up. "I didn't."
"You did! Oh my god you're a jerk!" Elia said with a slightly opened mouth, unable to understand why her stupid older sister hadn't apologized for accusing her of something she hadn't done.
It's not my fault! Mom found them under my clothes, along with my packet of cigarettes that she took. She simply told me that 'she was going to pretend these weren't mine' and took them!" Elia couldn't help but grin under that fantastic news while Rhea was folding her arms across her chest aggressively.
"Wow, you do look like Mom Rhea, it's creepy."
"Shut it and stop making fun of me." – "No, this is funny." Rhea shook her head in annoyance as she grabbed her own beer from the table to place it at her lips, taking a long, long sip from it before gasping in pleasure, her tongue licking the foam in the corners of her mouth with delight. "You really want me to drink, don't you?"
"Yes! And hurry up before Mom comes home, I will die if she sees this." – "I have a feeling that you like dancing with the devil Rhea" Elia said as her hand went towards the beer to grab the glass carefully, quickly smelling the alcohol with a wince of disgust. "Okay, I'm going to try your beer. If I'm sick after this, I will throw up in your room, and on your clothes."
Rhea smiled mirthlessly in her sister's direction as she unfolded her arms to place her palms on the table, her eyes slightly screwing up to look at the glass getting higher and higher before Elia finally began to swallow the alcohol. She opened wide eyes and let a beam appearing on her lips as the girl placed the beer back on the table with a shrug. "So? What do you think? Are you already drunk?"
"I'm not already drunk Rhea." – "How could you know, you've never been drunk!" Elia arched a brow and bobbed her head quickly, not wanting her sister to actually see she might be right about something in her life and simply grabbed the glass of beer back under her concerned gaze. "Don't go too fast Eli' you're going to be sick as shit. Trust me."
"How long have you been drinking exactly Rhea?" Elia asked while her finger was sliding on the edge of her glass.
"Uh? Oh, not very long! A year maybe, something like that?" she answered quickly, hoping her sister was already to hammered to understand her properly.
"You were sixteen!" – "I know MOM!" Rhea sighed heavily and threw her hands in the air to stop the conversation that had the effect to slightly irate her while Elia was still drinking her beer faster than the speed of light. Oh my god, you're going to be so sick… the blondie smirked viciously at the idea of her sister being to hammered to actually realize what she could talk about and was going to make damn sure that before the end of the bottle, Elia would finally cave in and tell her who the mystery caller actually is. "Do you want some?"
"Alright! Hey, do you remember when Mom and Mum got so drunk?" Elia asked as she watched her sister's nifty hands grabbing the bottle to pour her glass before she sat down in front of her with a smile on her lips. "It was crazy."
"Yeah, seems like ages ago! I thought we were going to have to carry them to bed" Rhea responded before grabbing her glass, her gaze slowly getting lost in her own thoughts.
It was a Friday night. They were all sitting inside the house at the exception of Lebreau, Lightning and Fang who had been crushing it at the karaoke contest organized by Serah and Vanille, the two girls now only observing their sister's and friend with arched brows.
"She was looking dumb with her finger and her thumb in the shape of an L on her forehead!" Rhea placed both her hands on her mouth to hide her huge beam, watching her two moms shaking their heads back and forth, their pink and brown hair mixing in the air while Lebreau was now laughing uncontrollably next to them. "Hey now! You're an All Star! Get you game on, go play!"
Rhea had wondered when her two mothers would finally dance in the middle on the living room to show off and it didn't take her mum a long time before snatching her mom's hand to pull her towards her, the pinky rolling up her head in a burst of laughter. She had never seen her mother's acting like this. Well, that wasn't true, she knew that her mum had a tendency to go crazy every now and then, but to see her mom acting like this was really giving her a grin. "Fang! Spin me!"
The blondie chuckled as she saw her mom spinning as asked before being brought back towards her other mother's body, before the music changed. And at this very moment, Rhea didn't understand what was exactly happening before her eyes. All she knew was that Lightning had a bottle of red wine in her hand while Fang had one of white wine, the two women dancing, singing and drinking together under Lebreau's applauses. "Come on girls! You are looking good!"
"Then join us Lebreau!" said Fang with a grin on her lips. Rhea casted a glance towards her sister looking at the scene with shimmering eyes, noticing that even Vanille and Serah were looking at them with the same watchful eyes. "Since you're high! Since you steal!"
"Since you're gone, since you're gone!" Lightning was happy. Even better, Lightning was feeling she was in paradise. But all of a sudden, all that paradise disappeared to leave place to a world of spinning and quickly stopped her every movements to hold onto Fang, her hand firmly grasping her shoulder to keep her balance.
"Sunshine?" – "I don't feel so well. I need—to go to the bathroom." Rhea arched a brow as her mother was even paler than she would've thought possible before watching her rush towards the first bathroom on the other end of the house while Fang was casually following her before placing a hand in front of her own mouth. She listened to a 'uh-uh' before spotting her going inside the other bathroom to lock the door back.
"Well? What's happening to them?" – "Oh Rhea, what you're observing right now is two thirty year old not being able to hold their liquor." Said Lebreau with an amused smile. The two sisters looked at each other with slightly opened mouths, both of them already ready to jump from the couch to make sure everything was okay. "Oh no, I wouldn't go there. I'm pretty sure that if we let you go check on them both, they will kill us all."
"Why?" – "Their dignity babe, their dignity."
"Yeah, they were really drunk. They came out of the bathrooms like, twenty minutes later with swollen eyes and everything, it was so fun." Elia chuckled with a quick nod, looking at her sister with a slight frown as her own world was slightly starting to spin. "So Eli'. Who the guy on the phone?"
"You don't know him Rhea, let it go!" – "So it's a guy! I knew it! Charlotte kept telling me you were maybe gay."- "What? No I'm not gay, I leave that to you."
Smash. "Why did you do that Rhea?" – "Because you deserved it. Now tell me who it is." – "Let's play a game then Rhea. I ask you one question, and you ask me one." the interesting idea Elia had just proposed caught Rhea's attention faster than possible, the girl quickly pouring her own glass with beer before she brought the tip of her fingers together in front of her sister. "I'll start. Who kissed who, you or Charlotte?"
"It was actually mutual. We kissed each other. How old is he?" – "Fifteen like me. Did you already have…sex?" Rhea slightly opened her mouth and was proud that alcohol would probably maker her sister forget about this embarrassing conversation the next morning.
"Yes, four months ago. Where did you meet him?" – "He's in my class. Are you in love?" – "Yes, I am" responded Rhea. She stopped talking for a few seconds and couldn't help but to smile, since no one had ever asked her that question, and asking it herself was always mistrustful. But now, she finally had her answer. She was indeed in love with Charlotte. "What's his name?"
"Elijah. Do you really think mum and mom will be together again?" an awkward silence positioned itself between the two girls, both of them looking at each other with confusion on both their faces while Rhea was deeply thinking about the question her sister had asked her, but was actually unable to answer.
"I…I don't know. I hope so. How long have you been going out?" – "3 months. No one knows. Except you. I'm going to the bathroom." – "Elia? Are you okay?" – "Uh-uh." Rhea arched a brow and followed her sister with an intense stare, quickly listening to a door opening to close back in a hurry, the lock being firmly turn. Oops. The blondie winced as she brought the glasses back inside the house to erase every trace of alcohol consumption by cleaning the two glasses with the soap before placing them back inside the cupboards and looked at the bottle with a slight frown while listening to her sister's break-down. What should I do with you she asked herself as she grabbed the bottle to empty it inside the sink. The trash? No…My room for now then.
Rhea sighed discreetly as she walked in front of the bathroom door, wincing at the noises her sister was emitting and was actually starting to wonder if an alien had been stuck inside her body, picturing the scene in 'Alien' where the beast was coming out of the dude's body. The spaghetti scene! "Elia? Are you dead?"
"I wish! I'm never drinking alcohol ever again!" With a hand placed above her face, Rhea tried to open the door so she could help her sister through this difficult time, time she had already been through with Charlotte on their first hangover where they had both puked their guts out for long minutes. "Go away!"
"You need help Elia! Imagine if mom comes home and sees you here— It's mom! See ya!" Elia opened wide eyes as she was facing the toilets, listening carefully at the front door unlocking and locking back with a hand placed above her mouth to avoid throwing up again, listening to the footsteps going towards the bedroom before the doorknob turned. She flinched roughly, unable to move.
"Rhea? Elia? Who's in there?" – "It's me, mom" Elia said with a shaking voice, her teeth chattering with fear. "I'll be right out, I wasn't feeling well!" She flushed and painfully stood up from the ground to look at her own reflection before washing her hands, face and teeth, discreetly opening the window to erase any traces of smell and took the freshener next to the toilets to spray the entire room.
The girl cleared her throat in anguish as she turned the lock to open the door back, surprised to see that the way was clear as day and slowly made her way towards her own bedroom to crash in her own bed defeated and tired, glad to finally be in her bed without having to suffer through her mother's wrath. But as she was closing her eyes, Elia wondered. She wondered why her mom didn't stay in front of the door like she always used to do, and was slowly beginning to be worried that anything might've happened to her.
Lightning was in front of the bathroom with her arms crossed on her chest, her eyebrow raising more and more at the devastation that had occurred and was starting to wonder what her two daughters had actually been up to the previous night.
She had spent her entire Monday at the hospital, taking care of her friend's baby that had been born the previous day, checking everything there was to check and taking care of the exhausted mother. Lightning had always loved babies. To her, it was nothing but a gift of nature, something you were conceiving from square one with your own body, the food you were taking, the alcohol and cigarettes you weren't taking at all…It was just something magic.
And it had been the same with her two girls. Rhea was the one she had carried for those nine long months and had only wished to do it again. But circumstances making it apparently impossible, Lightning had devoted her entire attention on the one's she could help come to their full life, and seeing the parent's faces in the end was something she cherished.
She pictured Caroline's smile yesterday morning as she placed her little boy in her arms, watching the tears filling her eyes from exhaustion and a state of indescribable happiness whilst the father was grinning more than ever, the happy family enjoying every second of their brand new life.
As her thought were drifting apart, Lightning made a quick shake of the head and looked back at the bathroom with her arms firmly crossed on her chest, patiently waiting for the two monsters to come out of their holes. It's 7:10, meaning that Rhea will be up in five minutes, enough time to make myself a coffee before corning her.
She swiftly made her way towards the kitchen to grab her blue mug, smiling at its sight as she placed it under the coffee maker and pressing on the button for it to fill it completely while keeping a watchful eye on the hallway. What happened in this house when I was at the hospital? She frowned and placed her finger in her mouth, trying to find any clues of what might've happened while she was grabbing her mug to go in front of the living room window, her eyes directly stumbling onto the packet of cigarettes standing on the table. Oh Rhea, you would make a terrible criminal.
As she heard a door opening, the Doctor slowly turned around and moved towards the hallway to position herself at the end of it, looking at the blonde girl coming out of her room with a smile, smile that vanished from her face in a matter of seconds at the sight of Lightning's angry frown. "Rhea, what happened here last night? When I came home your sister was throwing up in the toilets, you were locked inside your room and I just saw your cigarettes on the table. I'm going to be reasonable and leave you two minutes to process everything and will ask you to come back to see me right after. Two minutes, missy."
Lightning turned back around to go sit down at the dinner table with a sly grin on her lips, picturing her daughter's face being quickly distorted by fear that had been turned into terror at the word 'cigarettes' and was slowly bringing her blue mug to her lips to enjoy the sweet taste of caffeine. After the two allowed minutes, she observed Rhea slowly coming her way with a pout on her face, the girl quickly sitting down in front of her mother without daring to make an eye-contact. "So, Rhea. What happened here?"
"I—We. She was—uh…" Lightning frowned as she placed the mug back on the table. She ran her hand through her hair with a little bit of anger as her daughter was clearly unable to speak up, scenarios coming alive inside her mind.
"Did you give your sister a cigarette?" – "What? No, no. I didn't do that mom." Relief crossed Lightning's face. At least, Rhea had the intelligence not to give her younger sister her first cigarette, nicotine being too addictive in a matter of days. "I… I gave her…"
"What did you give her Rhea, I'm starting to lose my patience." – "Beer." She goggled. She was trying to figure out if the words coming out of her daughter's mouth were the correct ones or if she had transformed the last one that was originally supposed to be 'deer' or 'leer". "I gave Elia…beer."
"I have five questions. What you are going to do right now Rhea is to wake your sister up, give her some ibuprofen because I'm guessing that her head is hurting, drink your coffee and the second you are both fit, I want you back in front of me. Clear?" she spotted the quick nod before Rhea left the table in a hurry with her gaze fixed upon the floor and listened to the door opening in order to wake Elia up.
Lightning placed both her hands on her face to rub it completely, loud sighs leaving her throat every now and then to try and calm herself down, but couldn't help but to find something amusing in this situation. Well, she wasn't finding it amusing, but she was now damn sure that Rhea wouldn't do the same mistake twice in a row and let a smirk reaching her lips behind her hands while her eyes were looking at her palm. I will have to tell Fang about this.
The prospect of talking to Fang, meaning having a coffee with her since this kind of information wasn't one to be told over the phone or simply with a lousy text message wasn't going to cut it at all, was slightly frightening her. She tried to think of the last time she and her had been alone in a room together, and perfectly remembered that this moment had occurred for their divorce, when they had both signed the papers. Indeed, both their lawyers had left them alone so they could be in a more private environment where the atmosphere had hung heavy above both their heads until their evidently got into a long and painful fight where bird names had flown in the entire room to bounce back on the four walls. But this is about the girls now. It won't be the same.
She looked at the void, tying to think about a way to ask Fang to meet her, the sooner the better before focusing her attention on her left to watch the two girls slowly making their way inside the living room, Elia's face being distorted by pain, her thumbs carefully massaging her temples while Rhea was reaching the bathroom to grab to box of pills. "Here, take two."
Lightning nodded in her older daughter's direction before standing up from her chair to place the empty mug back in the dishwasher and slowly made her way towards the bathroom. "Rhea, as soon as I'm out of the shower, I want you both sitting at the table. And do not try to lie to me, comedy will not work this time." She observed the head ducking to stare at the ground and simply opened the other bathroom's door in order to turn the water on and making her way back inside her bedroom to grab fresh clothes, already grinning at the idea of a hot and relaxing shower.
The second the clothes were placed on the sink, Lightning began to slowly strip in front of the mirror, looking at her body with a faint smile and slowly placed herself under the hot water, her eyes closing in pleasure while her hands were carefully brushing her face. She found herself thinking about Caroline and evidently Alex, since the girl had been present Monday night to look at the new-born baby with a beam. They had talked, shared their stories and past life where Lightning had found out that Alex had once too been married to a woman during five years, and could still picture her face when she had told she had married to Fang for sixteen years. We got married when I was twenty. We were so young.
A sigh of despair left her mouth as she grabbed the shampoo from the floor and quickly focused her attention back on her two evil daughters, quickly finishing the rest of her shower to finally have that important talk.
As she came out of the bathroom, Lightning was pleased to see that both Elia and Rhea were sitting at the table with their bowls of cereals in front of them, slowly making her way towards them both to take a seat in front of them. As she had thought, none of them had the guts to actually look at her, but this time she couldn't actually blame them. They both knew they were in for the longest minutes of their lives, and she was sure going to take an vicious pleasure by taking all the time in the world.
"Rhea, how long have you been drinking?" She observed her older daughter flinching at the question, her mouth slightly opening while her lips were starting to quiver in fear. "Well?"
"I… a few months, mom…" – "How do you manage that? You were sixteen. So, how in the hell can you purchase alcohol?" – "I…I have a—." Lightning arched a brow as she observed the tear rolling down on her daughter's cheek to fall on her thigh, her heart slightly breaking at the sight of her daughter since she knew exactly when Rhea was faking or not. "I have a fake ID."
"I see. Elia, was this your first drink? And why did you agree?" the brunette lifted her head up, locking eyes with her mother scowling look and quickly looked back at the table in fear.
"It was mom. And I agreed because…" as she stopped, Lightning quickly noticed the glance in her older daughter's direction and waited patiently to see what Elia was going to come up with. "To celebrate Rhea's theory test." Protecting your sister? You really shouldn't about this, Elia.
"Alright. Rhea, did you think about the consequences of your action? Can you imagine what could've happened if Elia had taken more than one or two glasses? Have you thought about it before doing that?!" She slammed her fist against the table in anger, the picture of her younger daughter lying in an ethylic coma appearing before her eyes while her breath was slightly accelerating in rage as she was looking down on Rhea. "This was completely careless! Now let make this clear for the both you. I want you back at the house after your classes, and I will not allow any exits to see your friends for at least a week. And, more importantly, I'm going to have a nice talk with Fang about your behavior. Now, both you go get ready for school. We're leaving in thirty minutes."
"Yes Mom." – "Yes." Lightning frowned, observing both her daughters standing up from the table to go back inside their respective bedrooms and listened to Rhea sobbing through the walls, her eyes slightly closing in anger and defeat.
She stood up from the chair, hesitating to actually go check on her daughters but thought it best to give them both some time alone to think about what they had done and simply went towards her bedroom. She closed the door back behind her, sighs leaving her throat every once in a while before she slowly made her way towards her desk, looking with a smile at the only picture she had kept from her previous life, looking at the four faces smiling in front of the Sagrada Familia during their trip in Barcelona a few years ago and mechanically drew her lips between her teeth as the memory of the trip came back to the surface until her eyes finally closed to let a small tear leaving her eyelashes to fall on her cheek.
She was waiting in front of the bar with a fag dangling between her lips as she was reading the text she had received with an arched brow, trying to figure out what her ex-wife was actually talking about. "Hey Fang. Listen, I think we should see each other relatively fast to talk about Rhea and Elia. Please tell me when you are available. Lightning."
Two things were slightly scarring her in that message. First, that Lightning felt the need to talk about their daughters so abruptly and second, the fact that she had been so polite in her text message, the last one she had received only being a series of a few word 'Rhea with you?' she grabbed the fag back from her lips and sighed heavily as she typed back to answer. "Hey, alright no problem. I'm free in a few days if you want. Let's say Thursday?"
She placed her phone back in her pocket with a frown, observing the different people walking next and before her carefully in order to try and spot her sister and Serah supposed to meet her for a drink and simply took a long drag from her cigarette. She leaned on the wall and slightly winced at the contact since the tattoo she had drawn had begun to be drawn on her own skin with Lebreau's talents. It would still need a lot of work since the tattoo was taking the size of her entire back, the aquarelle making it twice longer and more difficult but knew that in the end, it would be magnificent. Yep, this is goin' to be awesome.
As a high-pitched voice appeared from her right side, Fang quickly turned her attention on the two girls grinning at her sight and roughly received her sister inside her arms. She laughed discreetly at the enthusiasm Vanille had always had inside her body before taking a small step back to give Serah a quick kiss on the cheek. "Ladies. I'm finishin' this and I'll be right there."
"Okay!" answered Vanille with the same grin before walking inside the bar, leaving Fang alone with her fag in hand as her phone buzzed inside her pocket again, the object quickly being grabbed by her fingertips to be placed in front of her face. "Perfect. Let's say 6PM then in the location of your choice. I'll see you then, Fang." She frowned again, wondering what could be so important for them both to talk about as the small wind brushed her face hard enough to make her shiver, the cigarette quickly leaving her fingers after one last drag to end on the pavement, the woman quickly going inside the warm and soothing place.
It didn't take her long to spot the two girls giggling like teenagers on a booth on the left side of the room, smiling at the owner of the bar before sitting down next to her redheaded sister heavily. "What's so funny here?"
"Serah was telling me that Daniel accidentally punched Snow in the nuts earlier today." Fang winced, still remembering the time where Lightning had not accidentally at all thrown her knee inside Snow's nuts because he had talked about sex in front of their two daughters, the memory quickly bringing a smile to her lips. "He was on the floor for a few seconds holding his crotch apparently."
"More than a few seconds, he was red like you can't imagine" Serah said with a smile drawn on her lips, looking more proud of her little boy than anything else before casting a glance in Fang's direction. "What about you Fang, how are you?"
"I'm fine! Got a text from your sister, wants to talk 'bout the girls apparently…" the same sound and look of surprise appeared on Vanille and Serah's faces, both of them sharply turning their attention to Fang who was only able to look at them with an arched brow. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just surprising. What do you think happened?" – "Beats me, she just said that we needed to talk 'relatively fast' about the two girls. Knowing Rhea, it's probably about her grades again…" Serah directly heard the disdainful tone Fang had used to refer to other talks she and Lightning probably already had about this particular subject and began to unconsciously scratch her hands in nervousness. "We'll see Thursday I guess. At least Rhea got her test hands down, that's good news."
"Right, Lightning told me about it! She was so busy about the baby that she nearly forgot about it." – "The baby?" Fang raised a brow as she locked eyes with Serah's, wondering why a baby was suddenly appearing in all of this.
"Yeah, her friend Caroline had her baby on Sunday! Lightning stayed at the hospital to check if everything was okay, I had her on the phone, she sounded so happy." A smile crossed Fang's lips, still remembering when she had popped Elia out of her belly and could still picture Lightning's glowing eyes in front of such a beautiful baby, tears of happiness leaving both their eyes the second their heard the small baby cry. If only… No.
She shook her head vigorously, glad to see the waiter was finally here to take theirs orders and checked her phone to look at the date of the day. The 30th of November. Okay. "Uh, I'll take a beer please" she said as she looked at the man with blue hair smiling in her direction, a smile that she quickly returned before looking back at her ex-sister in law. "In any case, someone finally won the damned the car."
"Really? Who?" – "Charlotte actually! Rhea's friend. I was so glad, we can give new gifts now." – "You do realize that Rhea will want the exact same car than her best friend, right?" Fang slightly opened her mouth and shook her head in amusement. "It's true Fang, you know how she is."
"Well, we'll see with Lightnin' when I see her then." Vanille made a quick bob of the head and tried to think of a subject that wouldn't bring up the pink-haired girl every single time as she could see the annoyance drawn on her sister's face.
"So, your tattoo?" Fang smiled, explaining that it had now started and that it should -if everything was going well-be finished before Christmas. "That's cool! What is it exactly?"
"It's a Golden-naped Tanager. Blue with a gold neck. I love it" Fang said while looking surprisingly proud of her own drawing before handing her hand to grab her beer handed to her by Yuj, the three girls quickly clicking their glasses together. "Cheers ladies."
"Cheers!" with shining green eyes, Fang placed the glass to her lips, enjoying the sweet taste of the beer rushing inside her throat while she was carefully looking at the entire bar. She started to think of a place where she could see her ex-wife without being completely alone, a bar or a coffee place being the two only possible solutions crossing her mind. Yeah, we can't be alone anymore.
She sighed. Sighed in pain, sorrow and regret, wondering why she had been so selfish a few years ago, thinking that maybe, just maybe, if she had been more present for Lightning, their couple would've make it through the years, that maybe, she would be here with her sister, Serah and her ex-wife, the four women laughing loudly at something that had happened, or maybe even laughing about whatever Lightning wanted to talk to her about. But no, she had to think about her own feelings before she thought about her wife's one, the one it had actually happened to. "Fang?" she listened to her name being called by her sister, but couldn't possibly answer. All she could feel was this growing pain in her throat as she was trying to maintain the shameful tears she had been holding for the past seconds and firmly closed her eyes as she pictures her ex-wife with pain written all over her face, her cheeks black from the make-up that had rolled on her cheeks because of tears she had spread, watching her shaking body on the bathroom floor. "Fang!"
She snapped her eyes open, not noticing her moist cheeks as Vanille was grabbing her hand in anguish and sharply focused her attention on the two girls looking at her with big worried eyes, a loud sniff leaving her nose before she brushed her cheeks. "Excuse me" she said in order to go inside the bathroom to clean herself up, ignoring the looks and arched brows on people's faces as she opened the door to lock it back behind her.
With her palms on the sink, Fang was cursing between her lips. All she could think about was that she had screwed up big time, and that nothing would ever be enough for Lightning to forgive her. But as this thought implanted itself in her mind, Fang frowned. She frowned because she had had enough. She wanted Lightning back for the simple and obvious reason that even after two years, she was still loving her like the first day, and was going to make sure that she would win her back. But to make that happen, she would need backup and luckily for her, she knew exactly who she could talk too about this and let a smile reaching her quivering lips in pleasure.