Scoripa had never seen Catra act like this, how she was cheeking her texts ever few minutes to see if there was any response from either Bow or Adora and exhaling loudly when there was none. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Catra had some idea of what was going on, although whatever that was she wasn't sharing.
"Why don't you just walk over to her house? I mean you already spent like four days over there." Entrapta suggested after a few minutes of watching the repetitive actions of her friend—who was also getting on her last nerves with snapping the flip phone shut every time there wasn't any answer—and ignoring the look that she got in response to that.
"I would but I don't even know if they're home. I mean they very well could have had to go to a hospital or something!" Catra snapped before deflating and sighing "Sorry, I guess I am a bit worried about her. I mean it seems like the universe has shit on both of us and even if she is better put together than me...I've seen how everything has affected her and I can't help but worry that it wont take much to push her into a dark pit."
Everyone in the room could hear the unspoken words Like I did hanging in the air.
"Come on, I'll drive you over there. That way you can get some answers." Scorpia said after a few minutes of silence, brow furrowing as the meaning of the other girl's words dawned on her.
"Thanks Scorpia, I owe you."
Angela wasn't sure exactly how to help Adora or even if she could—well without getting hit in the face by a punching bag flying off it's hanger anyway. But she tried not to take the standoffish, snappy mood personally because she remembered all too well what it felt like to be in Adora's shoes in that moment and even if the blonde shouldn't have been on her feet in that moment, Angela knew that trying to stop her would just lead to either an argument or a more destructive way to cope.
"Well at least she isn't beating the living crap out of something." Glimmer said as she came down stairs before sinking down onto the couch beside her mother "Do you think that Mara will make it?" she asked in a hushed voice, earning a sigh from Angela.
"I don't know...but for Adora's sake I really hope so. The poor girl has been through so much in her life and I can't even begin to imagine how this whole thing is making her feel." Angela answered honestly, knowing that she couldn't lessen the severity of the whole scenario for any of them involved because—despite how painful it was—they deserved the truth.
"I know. I mean I only know what she has told me about how she lived before but Catra said something the other day that kind of caught me off-guard...She said that Adora thinks that she caused Mara to get worse." Glimmer said in a low voice, eyes darting toward the stairs as if to make sure that Adora wasn't anywhere close by to overhear them.
"Glimmer...Whatever happens with Mara, Adora's going to need all the support she can get. She's a strong person but even the strongest people break when things get too much. I know she won't let me try to help her for whatever kind of reasons but maybe she will trust you and the rest of her friends." Angela said after a while, closing her eyes as she tried not to think about the fact that she was practically putting a lot of pressure on her daughter at this point.
But what was she to do? Adora wouldn't open up to her in any sense of the word, although she also wasn't walking on eggshells around her at this point either.
"Don't worry, we'll do what we can for Adora. I remember how I felt when Dad..." Glimmer trailed off, glancing away as she tried not to remember exactly how she had felt.
She felt her mother wrap an arm around her and although she tried to appear un-phased by the whole thing, she couldn't help but lean against her side.
Catra sighed as she managed to bypass the horse that was grazing by the fence that ran along the driveway—taking note as to how his ears pinned back upon seeing her.
"yeah, I don't like you either." Catra muttered as she passed by as she headed toward the front door, pausing only briefly to ring the doorbell.
It didn't surprise her when it was Glimmer who answered.
"Scorpia told me about you guys leaving in a hurry. How's Adora?" Catra asked, earning a sigh.
"It's Mara and...Adora isn't doing too well. She's locked herself in her room and...well...She was beating the ever loving crap out of a punching bag earlier but now it's just quiet and well..." Glimmer trailed off as she moved to let Catra inside.
"Shit. Looks like she took our training to heart just as much as I did." Catra stated, her brow creasing as she tried to process everything that she had just been told.
"Training?" Glimmer repeated, earning a sigh as Catra turned toward her.
"That's what Adora and I took to calling it anyway. Beatrix had this thing against showing a lot of emotion...You know that whole 'stop crying or I'll give you something to really cry about' shit. Adora didn't have it as badly as I did...at least not on the physical level but being in that kind of environment fucks you up, no matter if you just see it or not." Catra explained, not even noticing that Angela was listening from just inside the living room.
"Wait so you're saying you were taught not to show any emotion at all?" Glimmer asked, obviously surprised by the whole thing.
Catra shrugged "Yeah, sort of. I mean you can't exactly cut emotions off like that." Catra answered, closing her eyes as she let out a sigh as she remembered how hard she tried to actually follow all of those directions as an child—she and Adora both did, she recalled.
"Then maybe you can help us at least get her to eat something." Angel chose that moment to speak up, causing both of the girls to jump slightly in surprise although they both relaxed quickly.
"Sure, I can try. I just hope that I can do something."