It had been about three weeks since Claire had been temporarily deployed to the Vile Peaks. Things had changed drastically in New Bodhum. Vanille had started staying at Lebreau's bar, despite her distaste for the woman. The morning of Claire's deployment Vanille had walked out of the back room to find Lebreau finishing up a load of laundry. She felt her stomach drop when she also found hickies and scratches covering the woman's body. Lebreau hadn't even attempted to hide the marks. However, Vanille managed to walk away without making an offensive or angry remark towards her.
Serah and Fang had both been trying to contact the young woman and beg her to come home, but Vanille evaded confrontation at all costs. Disappearing from the bar whenever either of the women showed up, and all together ignoring their calls and texts.
The orange haired woman had disappeared from their quiet city, while not having gone anywhere at all. She had fallen into a monotonous and risky routine of hiding in the shadows and getting high. The only two people who knew of her whereabouts were Lebreau and Yuj. Lebreau was easy to keep quiet.
The bartender had walked in on her shooting up in the bathroom one afternoon. The two girls made eye contact, and stared each other down for a few minutes in complete silence.
"What the fuck are you doing?", She asked quietly, with a hint of concern in her voice, shutting the door behind her.
"Uh..I-.. I'm.", Vanille stuttered relentlessly. Her eyes were darting around the room as if searching for some solution in the meaningless objects. She pulled the needle out of her vein slowly, having already injected the drug into her system. It tinkered to the floor as her eyes stuck to Lebreau again.
"Is this why you look like shit? Why you don't ever leave my bar?", Lebreau asked with a hint of anger in her voice now. She remained with her back pressed firmly to the bathroom door as Vanille sat a few feet away on the toilet seat.
There was no audible response from the young girl, but her silence spoke for her. Lebreau shook her head quietly and shuffled over until she was in front of Vanille. The orange haired girl hung her head as Lebreau kneeled down in front of her and placed a soft hand on her thigh.
"Vanille..", she began
"Save it. Congratulations you have dirt on me.", Vanille stood up at this point angrily. "But I swear to god if you open your fucking mouth-"
Lebreau held her hand up to the young woman's mouth, halting her words. "Even though you don't deserve it, I owe you one for what happened between Claire and I.", Lebreau said quietly.
Vanille's eyes began watering at the mention of her wife. She had spent every day injecting herself with as much smack as she could trying to forget about the woman. Lebreau slid her hand from Vanille's mouth and stared into her eyes woefully. The young woman had no response to give, not even a thank you. She simply sniffled quickly and bent down to pick up her equipment before running out of the bathroom. Vanille didn't even have to beg the woman to remain silent about her usage.
She and Yuj kept quiet about the one night stand, and in return Lebreau kept quiet about the heroin. Unfortunately, the orange haired woman had to keep up her own bargain with Yuj for him to remain quiet. In return for more heroin, along with his cooperation, sex was a must. He craved it. A blowjob. A quick fuck. Anything to keep him satisfied. The nights he couldn't get another girl in bed with him from the bar, it was up to Vanille.
The bar was busy tonight. It was only 9:00 surprisingly, but there was a constant rush of people heading in and out of the establishment. Lebreau was busy, and decided to hire on Gadot and Maqui to assist her. Vanille still hadn't heard a thing about Snow, and Yuj refused to work. Instead, him and Vanille disappeared to the bathroom again, heroin in stow. They tripled their dosage. They got higher tonight than ever before. Injecting. Kissing. Injecting some more. It was a relentless routine for a good hour. They heard the music next door rise in volume and decided to walk to the bar.
They walked out separately, several minutes between each departure, to prevent anyone from questioning their presence together. Yuj danced and drank of his own accord, on the other side of the bar from Vanille. The young woman sat, and mingled as though nothing was wrong.
There was a woman wrapped around Yuj. Grinding her body hard against his. She had short wavy brown hair, flawless skin. Eyes that anyone could get lost in. A gorgeous smile. Her lips connected to his neck.
Vanille turned away and walked into the backroom. She immediately began stripping her clothes and threw them haphazardly around the bathroom floor. She turned on the water and slowly stepped into the shower. As she began washing her face and hair she realized she couldn't remember the last time she showered. The young woman lost herself in the warmth of the water and the scent of the soap. She was snapped out of her calming world when she heard the door to the bedroom slam shut. When she opened her eyes to redirect her attention, she noticed the water was freezing. How long have I been standing here? Before she even had a change to conjure an answer there was deafening banging on the bathroom door.
"Open the fucking door!", She heard Yuj shout on the other end.
Vanille's heart was pounding in her chest as she quickly shut off the water and grabbed the blue towel hanging off the rack. She raced over to the door as her body dripped water onto the tiles of the bathroom.
"What's wrong?", she questioned as she unlocked the door and opened it. The minute Yuj's eyes contacted with her wet body he grabbed her roughly. Smashing his drunken lips against hers. Ripping the towel off her body. He picked Vanille up and carried her over to his bed as he trailed kisses from her neck down her chest.
"What happened to that brunette girl that was all over you?", she asked, unwillingly entwining her fingers in his hair.
She was on her back as his kisses continued further down her still wet body.
"She left with her friends.", he replied between each connection of his lips.
Vanille grabbed his shirt as the kisses reached her hips. He responded by quickly ripping the article of clothing off and continuing to kiss down the woman's legs.
That was how it was. Monotonous. Emotionless. Boring. Necessary. Vanille sat on her bed in Lebreau's bar thinking of this routine. Replaying the events that led up to this point incessantly. She felt guilty. For fucking Yuj and not giving Claire a chance to talk to her. For still staying around Yuj and getting addicted to heroin. For everything. She needed a fix…again.
SERAH'S HOUSE
"When's the last time you called her?", Fang asked Serah as she returned to their empty home.
"Couple hours ago. Voicemail. It rang twice before she decided to ignore it this time though.", Serah added cynically. She was sitting on the couch. Her black trimmed glasses were stuck on her face, and her eyes were glued to her laptop screen. She smiled towards the brunette as she entered the house.
"Serah this is serious.", Fang tried to reiterate as she leaned her staff against the side of the wall. She took off her coat, and hung it up then gave Serah an exasperated sigh.
"You think I don't know that? She hasn't talked to us since my sister left. I'm just as worried as you are, but we can't force her to talk to us.", Serah countered refocusing her attention from her laptop screen to Fang, who had her hands on her hips. The older woman simply just sighed and placed an irritable hand on her forehead before walking into the kitchen and searching through the fridge for food.
"I made some chili if you want to warm that up.", Serah said from the couch.
Fang grabbed the bowl of chili out of the fridge and started warming it up in the microwave.
"I promise Lebreau knows where she is. She's just not talking.", Fang said as she leaned against the door frame leading to the kitchen. Serah was still preoccupied with her laptop.
"Do you want to go to Lebreau's?", Serah asked absentmindedly.
"What are you doing Serah?", The brunette replied irritably.
"School work?", Serah replied, having gotten in touch with her professors for her missing assignments and work.
"Well can you at least act like you care?", Fang retorted walking back in the kitchen to grab her chili out of the microwave.
"What is wrong with you? How dare you say I don't care about Vanille.", Serah responded in a surprised tone as she set her laptop down on the coffee table and joined Fang in the kitchen, crossing her arms.
The older woman chose not to reply to Serah's comment, and continued stirring her food before turning away and sitting down at the table in the dinning room.
"Fang. She's not going to be gone forever. She's bound to show up when Claire comes home.", Serah smiled in a reassuring manner as she covered Fang's hand with her own.
"I'm gonna go to Lebreau's when I finish eating.", Fang stated, sliding her hand out from under Serah's. The young woman stood there next to Fang as she continued eating.
"Do you want me to come with you?", she tempted, feeling guilty to upsetting the Pulsian.
"No.", Fang answered quickly.
"Fang, I'm sorry.", Serah apologized as she pulled out a chair next to Fang and squeezed the woman's hand slightly.
"You're just trying to keep yourself busy, it's fine.", Fang replied, still averting her eyes.
At this point Serah was unsure how to respond, as well as how to continue their conversation. She hung her head slightly and sighed again.
"If you change your mind, just tell me. Ok? I'll let you eat.", she attempted with a smile as she brushed her thumb over Fang's hand for a few moments before getting up and exiting the kitchen. Fang heard the young woman typing on her laptop as she finished her food, and placed the dish in the sink.
"I still haven't changed my mind.", Fang notified Serah as she grabbed her coat. "I'll be back soon. I promise.", she felt guilty as she noticed Serah watching her sadly. "I'm not mad.. I understand you have work to do. I just think I should do this myself.", she added before exiting the house and heading towards Lebreau's bar.
It only took her a few short minutes to walk there, and when she arrived she found the place packed, as it usually would be on a Saturday night. Lebreau was running the bar with two other men Fang had never seen before. Music was blasting. There were two gorgeous women dancing on the stage, and several games of pool going on.
"Hey 'Breau.", Fang chimed as she took a seat at the bar.
"Fang! Hey. It's been a few days since I've seen you.", Lebreau smiled a warm smile as she passed a round of shots to a strong man leaning next to Fang.
"Thanks sweetheart.", He smiled pleasantly at the bartender whom simply nodded back towards him.
"I've been busy, needed a break.", Fang replied simply.
"Seems like it. You want the usual?", Lebreau asked over the loud music.
"Yeah that'll be good.", Fang answered vaguely. "So, uh.. Speaking of breaks. Have you seen Vanille around lately?", She got straight to the point, asking the same question the bartender had heard a million times before.
Lebreau paused for a minute then, considering her answer. She bit her lip thoughtfully then held up a finger to Fang and mouthed for her to wait a minute. The Pulsian woman nodded her head in agreement and blinked in surprise at the bartender's new response to her question. She waited patiently and sat at the bar stool for a few minutes until she saw Lebreau nod her head over to her bedroom door. She allowed Fang to enter and quietly shut the door behind her.
"So where-", She began her question curiously.
"Here.", Lebreau cut her off.
"Excuse me?", Fang asked, confused.
"She's been here. Ever since Claire left.", Lebreau explained, wincing as she waited for Fang's response.
"She's been here this whole time and you didn't tell me?", Fang questioned the bartender angrily.
"There's a lot of stuff I haven't told you sweetie.", Lebreau said, avoiding eye contact.
"Now's a pretty good time to start talking.", Fang threatened, crossing her arms and glaring at Lebreau.
"She's been here with Yuj. I'm not sure what they have going on but.. She's been having some uh.. Problems.", Lebreau uttered.
"Problems? What kind of problems? What has been going on?", Fang fired without giving Lebreau a moment to answer.
"I think you should sit down.. And please promise to not get mad?", Lebreau begged as she gestured towards the chair behind her desk.
"Just tell me Lebreau.", Fang demanded impatiently.
Lebreau took in a deep breath before explaining the situation. She explained everything quickly and precisely. Everything down from the night that she slept with Claire, to Vanille doing heroin with Yuj. She even included the agreement that she had made with the young woman to explain why she had lied to Fang for so long about the situation. It hadn't taken very long, and throughout the explanation Lebreau had tried to pinpoint Fang's reaction, but was having a rather hard time due to the Pulsian's stoic face.
When she had finished telling the story she winced awaiting Fang's anger, but was instead met with silence, and a rather appalled stare.
"Fang?", Lebreau asked as the silence continued.
"Do you know if she's here right now or not?", Fang asked in a monotone.
"I.. uh.. I mean, she might be. I'm not sure, but.. Fang can you please talk to me?", Lebreau stuttered in awe.
"I'm not sure what to say to you right now.", Fang answered in amazement.
"I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry that I lied to you, and that I didn't tell you any of this sooner. I'm sorry.", Lebreau rambled an apology.
"I'm not mad at you sweetheart. I just.. I really need to see Vanille right now.", The Pulsian replied.
"You can check in the boy's room.", Lebreau offered, stepping away from her friend to allow her to stand up.
"Thank you.", the brunette stood up and wrapped her arms around the bartender in a tight embrace. "Thank you so much. I promise I'm not mad.", she repeated earnestly.
Lebreau simply nodded into Fang's shoulder, then backed out of the hug. She gestured towards the door then opened it for Fang before following the woman out. Her heart began racing as she watched the woman push her way through the crowd to the door near the stage, and inaudibly knock on it. No one answered the door and after about a minute or so Lebreau's heart nearly exploded as she saw Fang open the door and walk into the bedroom. What the hell did I just get myself into? Fang entered the back room to find it almost entirely vacant, besides the small form laying on a bed in the very back corner. She immediately recognized the dark orange hair on the young woman's head, and was surprised to find her asleep. After quietly shutting the door behind her, the brunette shuffled over to the young woman and kneeled down next to her bed before putting a hand on her shoulder.
"Vanille?", Fang spoke softly. "Sweetheart?", she nudged the woman gently.
A grunt of frustration escaped Vanille's lips as she swatted the Pulsian's hand away. Fang smiled gently as she began rubbing Vanille's arm.
"Honey, I need you to wake up and talk to me.", She persisted, trying to coax the woman awake.
"Mmm.", Vanille rolled over as she continued grunting. Her eyes sprang open after rolling over and making eye contact with her best friend. "Fang!", she jolted up, fully awake.
"Nice to see you too.", Fang replied with a smirk on her face.
"What the hell are you doing here?", Vanille asked breathlessly attempting to cover her bare arms with the blue sheets of the bed as she sat up and crossed her legs.
It was now that Fang took a chance to examine the young woman. Despite finding her asleep, she had dark circles under her eyes. Her once clear bright face had become sullen, grimy, and littered with scars. Her unmistakable orange hair had also become greasy and untamed. She had lost a significant amount of weight, and nearly every remnant of her happy nature had almost entirely disappeared.
"…Why have you been ignoring us Vanille?", Fang headed straight to the point yet again, resting her hand gently on Vanille's knee.
The orange haired woman jerked slightly at the movement and ran a shaky hand through her hair as she sighed.
"I.. uh.", Vanille stuttered, she was at a loss for explanation. She averted her eyes from fang and began fiddling with her fingers in her lip. During this distraction Fang spotted the bruising on her arm at the injection sight. Her eyes began watering as silence filled the room.
"Sweetheart… Serah and I want you back home.", Fang stated in a shaky voice. "We'll help you get better, we can get you back on track.", she added as she absentmindedly stroked Vanille's knee with her thumb.
The woman on the bed looked up upon hearing the unsteady tone in her friend's voice. When she noticed the tears threatening to spill over she drew her knees away from the Pulsian and hugged her legs close to her chest.
"I don't need your help.", She stated quietly. There wasn't enough confidence in her voice to convince the brunette kneeling in front of her.
"Please Vanille. Just for a little while? We can sort things out between you and Lightning and get everything figured out.", Fang pleaded leaning forward towards Vanille so she could rest her hand on her foot.
"Stop touching me. I'm fine, I don't need help from you or Serah.", Vanille retorted snatching her foot away almost instantly.
"Look at yourself! You look like you haven't slept, showered, or eaten in months! You look sick Vanille.", Fang raised her voice as she continued kneeling beside the bed. At this point she roughly grabbed Vanille's arm and pulled it towards her. "And please explain to me where these bruises on your arms are coming from?", she added snidely. Vanille snatched her arm away and quickly got out of the bed.
"I'd appreciate it if you left.", she said standing at the foot of the bed with one hand on her protruding hip and the other holding her messy hair.
"No Vanille. I'm not going to let you just fuck yourself over by staying here.", Fang replied angrily as she stood up and faced the other woman.
"Fang I'm serious. Please leave. I don't want to come back, I want to stay here.", Vanille added in a shaky voice. The closer the Pulsian stepped towards her, the further she backed away.
"You're being ridiculous right now Vanille. Please, just at least come home for tonight? Please?", Fang was finally able to get close enough to the young woman and tried to gently wrap her in a hug.
"Get the fuck off me!", Vanille shouted roughly pushing Fang off her. "I don't want to go back to that house. I'm staying here.", she shouted as she crossed her arms.
Fang stood there with her arms hanging dejectedly at her sides. She was speechless as she stared at the woman in front of her. Staring at Vanille's angry face, she could see there was no way for her to win the argument.
"All right.. Okay. I'll.. I'll go. Please just be careful with whatever you're fucking with Vanille. Serah and I are always going to be here for you. Don't forget about that.", Fang reminded the woman in a sullen tone. She waited a few moments for a response that never came and when she realized the conversation was over she nodded quietly and exited the bar.
-Serah's Bedroom-
Serah was half asleep on her bed. She had several books scattered around her. Some were open, some were closed with papers haphazardly shoved in them. The young girl was laying on her back with her eyes shut. She had a pen still in her hand and a book in her lap as she began drifting off to sleep.
Just as she was about to completely fall asleep her phone began buzzing loudly.
"Shit!", she cursed herself as she jerked away from her slumber. She picked up her phone and glanced at the screen.
Hey, I'm on my way home. We need to talk. It's about Vanille.
Serah's heart pounded as she read the message from Fang over and over again. Vanille. She thought to herself. Something happened to Vanille. Fang found her. What if she's dead? Or hurt? Serah's mind traveled to the worst places as she continued sitting there wondering how Fang had found Vanille.
She must have turned the thought over in her mind for quite some time because before she knew it she heard furious pounding on the door down the hall. Must've forgot her keys. She thought to herself as she pushed her books out of the way and headed towards the front door. She took a small detour through the kitchen to check on the time, and set her phone down. 9:23. Fuck I can't believe I fell asleep that long. She sighed to herself as she approached the front entrance. Her heart dropped as she opened the door and saw the familiar form of her husband standing before her. Without a moment's hesitation she slammed the door shut, only to have it stopped by the man's large foot.
"Please don't slam the door in my face. I just need some time to talk to you Serah baby. It's been a little too long, let me in.", Snow begged as he shoved his way into the house and slammed the door behind him. Serah backed up slowly, running into the arm of the couch and nearly tumbling over. Her heart was racing as the large man continued his advance.
"Snow. Stop.", Serah put a hand on his chest and began pushing him away from her body.
"Baby come on. I've changed I promise, just give me another chance.", Snow begged grabbing Serah's hands and forcing them down to her sides. Just as she was about to reply he forced his lips against hers, crushing them in an unwanted kiss.
Serah's mind flashed back to the last time he kissed her in such a manner and her hands began to shake. She quickly wriggled her arms loose and shoved Snow roughly, separating their lips. He was about to close the distance between them again, but Serah's hand connected with his cheek in a rough smack and he backed away slightly.
"I told you to stop.", Serah said angrily, sliding away from the couch and walking backwards towards the kitchen. I need to get to my phone and call Fang. She thought to herself as she continued her slow trek backwards. "I want you to get out of my fucking house.", she added with a shaky sarcastic laugh. Snow lurched forward and grabbed the young woman's wrist tightly.
"I just want to talk to you!", he yelled as Serah struggled against his grip yet again. She had no response for him. Her free hand was bashing against Snow's arm and chest as she pleaded for him to release her. His fist swung quickly. With only a moment to react, his knuckles crashed against her jaw. Her vision blurred instantly as the impact caused her legs to give way. Her body was slowly falling to the ground. She, regardless of the immense pain, managed to keep a loose grip on her consciousness. The only thing keeping her from completely deteriorating was Snow's powerful hold on her wrist. "Fuck.", He sighed as he eased her limp body to the floor. "Serah? Baby are you okay?", he asked, kneeling above her body. The young girl's eyes were screwed shut in pain as she scurried backwards clumsily. With a hand gripping her jaw, she scooted herself away from him. Just as she was about to reach the counter the front door opened loudly. "Serah?", Fang shouted as she took off her shoes. "I'm home. Where are you?", she questioned again walking towards the kitchen. Snow's eyes snapped up towards Serah's as he rushed over to her and picked her up. With one hand clenched tightly around her neck, his free hand was repeatedly striking her face violently.
Fang entered the kitchen and saw Snow pinning the young woman against the wall. "What the fuck?", she questioned, pulling her spear from behind her back. "Get the hell away from her!", she demanded, taking a swing and slicing the man's back. He winced and dropped Serah, who immediately began choking as she tried to crawl away from the two.
He held his hands up in surrender as blood soaked through the back of his ripped shirt.
"Turn around.", Fang demanded, her accent thick. Snow kept his head down as he followed her instructions. She placed the tip of her spear into his chest and pushed him back against the wall. "Serah are you all right?", she questioned, not taking her eyes off Snow.
"Yeah.", Serah coughed back, still hunched down on the floor as she gagged. Blood was profusely dripping from her nose as she continued coughing.
"Grab your phone. Call the police.", Fang ordered pushing the tip of her spear into the man's chest slightly. He winced as his eyes darted\
between the two.
Serah stumbled over to the counter, her head throbbing painfully with each step she took. Her slender fingers dialed the number quickly as she spun around and slipped the phone into Fang's hand, mumbling incoherently whilst doing so. Refusing to avert her eyes from the man in front of her, Fang merely grabbed the phone and filed in her report, requesting Medics as she did so. However, as she was placing the call Serah fell weakly to the floor with a loud thud, moaning in pain.
"Serah sweetheart, hang in here.", Fang begged. Her heart was pounding as she noticed the large puddles of blood on the floor.
Serah was still profusely coughing when the police and Medics arrived. Fang waited until Snow was completely secure before she redirected her attention. She kneeled in front of the young woman with the pink hair as the Medic sat her up against the kitchen wall.
"Serah what happened? Is she going to be okay?", Fang questioned worriedly.
"Miss, could you please step away?", The Medic requested, placing a gloved hand on Fang's chest to push her away.
"No! Are you fucking joking me?!", Fang began shouting as she stood up. The police officer in the kitchen grabbed her arm and pulled her away from Serah and the Medic. "Let go of me, I need to make sure she's okay!", she shouted again, fighting the officer's grip.
"You can join her in a moment ma'am. We need to know what happened.", The officer explained, guiding Fang into the living room away from Serah.
"I- ugh. He was just in our house when I came home. He was hitting her, and we called you all right? That's all I fucking know. Can I go back now?", she answered him in an irritated tone.
"Not quite. Where were you while this was happening?", The officer questioned.
For the rest of the 'interview' Fang answered all the police officer's questioned in an irritated tone. After some time Serah entered the room with an ice pack on her cheek and dark bruises around her nose and on her jaw line. As she walked up to Fang, she rubbed the Pulsian's arm and requested that she go outside for a breath of fresh air. Fang simply nodded, allowing the younger woman to finish the endless interrogation
"Are you the owner of the house Mrs. Villiers?", The officer looked at Serah. He was a rather tall man with thin sandy hair and sea green eyes. When he spoke his voice was deep and quiet, but still very firm. It looked as though he missed a few days shaving due to the thick stubble that was growing back on his neck and chin.
"Oh, no sir. It's my sister's.", Serah replied quietly.
"Where is she?", he asked.
"Deployed. She's with the Guardian Corps, and was sent out a few weeks ago.", the young woman explained.
"And her wife?", The officer continued. At this point Serah paused for a long while, considering how to reply.
"Uh-", she began. "I.. I don't really know where she is.", She admitted finally.
"Well, whenever you sister comes by would you please send her our way? Along with the woman outside, yourself, and her wife? I'd like to have a talk with you all together.", The officer requested giving the young woman a suspicious glance.
"Is.. There a problem?", Serah asked, scrunching her eyebrows in confusion.
"As I understand it, they were involved in a previous incident?", he questioned.
"Yes, but that wasn't d-"
"Wasn't documented? I'm aware.", he interrupted. "I can't imagine why. However, I still request all four of you be present.", he reiterated as he pulled a card from his chest pocket. "I'll be heading over to the GC after this to ask them to notify me when your sister arrives.", He handed the card to Serah before continuing. "Now, your husband was charged with domestic violence, and will be taken into police custody. He won't be released until a decision is made at the court hearing.", he notified Serah nodding towards the flashing lights outside. "My name is Officer Vincent Konst. The number to our office in on here, as well as the address. If there is any more trouble please call.", he smiled politely and nodded his head in her direction as he walked off.
"Thank you so much.", Serah smiled weakly, nodding her head repeatedly.
Fang walked in through the front door, and watched as the medics and other officers cleared out saying her thanks and shutting the door quietly as the last man filed out. She breathed a heavy sigh and leaned back against the door after she locked it. Serah held the ice pack to her face tightly still as her eyes glossed over.
"Fang?", she asked tearily.
Fang rushed over to Serah quickly and wrapped her arms around her in a tight hug. "Hey, shh everything's okay.", she comforted the young girl, rubbing her back with her slender toned arms. Serah sobbed into the Pulsian's shoulder for some time before she found herself able to speak.
"What happened to Vanille?", she asked remembering the text Fang had sent her before she arrived. She wiped her face messily, and sniffled loudly as she regained her composure.
"Sweetheart, now isn't the-"
"Tell me what happened to her.", Serah demanded, taking a step away from Fang.
The older woman sighed heavily again, and placed a hand on her forehead before sitting down on the large couch.
"She.. Got into something she shouldn't have. I tried to convince her to come home, but she… doesn't want to.", Fang explained in an upset tone.
"Where was she?", Serah asked, tucking a stray hair behind her ear as she sat down next to the Pulsian.
"Lebreau's.", came Fang's short reply.
"What'd she get into?", Serah asked tentatively.
"Please don't.. freak out?", Fang requested, refusing to make eye contact now.
"Fang just tell me what happened.", Serah demanded crossing her legs beneath her as she turned her body completely towards the other woman.
"Heroin.", she spat out quickly and quietly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!", Serah exclaimed as she stood up hastily. Fang shot her head up as Serah began pacing the length between the kitchen and the front door.
"Serah, relax. We can figure something out with her and Light, and get her some help.", Fang attempted, her eyes glued to the young woman furiously pacing in front of her.
"This is fucking stupid!", Serah said shouting, throwing her ice pack at the floor harshly. "She needs to fucking be there for this court hearing, she can't fucking show up high out of her mind!", she exclaimed again. Fang got up and strode over to her quickly covering her mouth.
"Shh. Don't shout. Like I said we'll figure something out okay?"
"Who the hell got her into it?", Serah continued throwing Fang's hand off her mouth and completely ignoring her attempts at calming her down.
"I think we've had enough for one night.", Fang stated, dropping her hands to her side.
"Fang.", Serah's threatened.
"Yuj. But please Serah, just wait until your sister gets back to do anything drastic. Please? That's all I'm asking you.", Fang begged, gripping the young woman's hand to emphasize her plead.
"Fine.", she agreed through gritted her teeth as clenched her fist tightly. "We'll wait until Claire comes home."