AN: SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATES! Life has been really hectic with exams.
"Tracie, whaats that on your neck?" Taye said. Tracies hand flew to her neck, where she felt the sticky mark of Idina's lips. "Oh... Taye." She tried to explain but he cut her off, quickly interjecting. "What is on your neck?!" Taye yellet at the actress'.
"Taye calm down." Tracie attempted to soothe the actor, mainly because she didn't want him to hurt himself or her. "Calm down?" He said, seemingly calm. "Calm Down!" He then yelled in her face, grabbing her by the lapels of her jacket. "I'll calm down when you can tell me, honestly, that you aren't sleeping with my wife!"
"Taye, Idina isn't your wife anymore." Tracei said, calmly. "I know you still love her, but you've been divorced 6 months. She's moved on. Just because you haven't, doesn't make her yours."
As Tracie finished, she felt a fist come in to contact wiht her cheek, followed by another and another. She screamed out, and vaguely heard someone shout "Hey!", before everything went black.
"Hospital?" Kristin asked, genuinely concerned. Idina's eyes filled with tears as she turned to look at the blonde. "Tracie's been attacked." was all she could muster, before the tears fell hard. Kristin gathered the taller woman in her arms. "Shush shush darlin'" She soothed. "It will all be ok. Do you want me to drive you to the hospital?" Idina nodded, not trusting her voice at that moment in time, and the pair headed to the hospital.
"Tracie!" Idina ran into the hospital room and gasped loudly. Tracies face was covered in ugly bruises and stinging cuts. "What happened baby?" Idina asked, sitting down on the edge of the hospital bed. "Apparently," Tracie said, her voice still croaky from passing out, "Taye still thinks you are his."
Idinas face flooded with confusion. "How did he..." Her voice trailed off as she spotted the tell tale green mark on Tracies neck. "Trace, I am so sorry. This is all my fault." Tracie tried to sit up to comfort her lover, but the broken ribs limited her movement, so she tried with words. "It's not your fault Dee. I love you, I want to be with you, green lipstick and crazy ex-husbands included." Iidna giggled at the last bit. "Though," Tracie sighed, "My guess is Taye isn't going to keep this quiet. We're probably going to be all over the internet tomorrow." Idina looked up at Tracie. "I don't care. You're safe, that's all that matters."
Finally finished! O.K, tbh, this is the worst story I have ever written, hands down. But... Oh well. MOTR will be updated, eventually. I just have no inspiration atm. *sigh* Anyway, Happy Holidays!