Desperate Times

Talia's teeth slightly chattered in frustration. Taylor had was stepping over that line again. Everyone always brought up Killer King like it was no biggy at all. Oh you got raped? Tough luck. It kept reminding her how everyone did see that happen to her. And no one cared one bit. Just like no one cared when she was nearly killed on live television. They all just cheered on her executioner. There were so few things left for Talia to say. Taylor wasn't budging, and she probably never would. Her eyes were still watery as Taylor leaned in an gave her the ultimatum. Talia got to her feet as well and stared back at the blonde. She could never apologize to Cassie. Not after what happened. In her eyes, Cassie was the one with the vendetta now.

"The club was a lot of fun," was all she could say before turning around and walking away. "Cassie's lucky to have a friend like you behind her," Talia added as she walked away. Then, she stopped and turned around. "When she breaks someone's neck, will you be there telling her that it wasn't her fault? That she should keep on the course?" Talia should've kept walking. Nothing good came from this and nothing would.

"I begged her to stop. You know?" She added at the end. "But she kept on going. And permanently maimed me. She doesn't want an apology. She wasn't even satisfied with me begging her." With that last word, Talia turned around and walked off again. She raised her right hand and gave a single wave. This was all another disastrous plan of Talia's when trying to make things right.

"You bitch," Taylor muttered. "There's really no one in the world that you care about enough to stand up to someone like you?"

She didn't bother going after her. What was the point? She obviously wasn't going to listen to reason, and was dead set on hating Cassie for something that she herself started. Unbelievable! Did she really expect to be able to mess with people like that and have nothing bad happen to her?

She pulled out her phone and opened a new text message to Cassie, but her thumbs hovered above the screen. She had no idea what to say to her, but she had to do something. She wondered if Cassie knew who Dark Angel was? She hoped that she somehow didn't, but with everything the two had put each other through, was that really possible? After all, when Dark Angel... when Talia was unconscious, she could have...

"hey we r hanging out tonight for real k?" She sent the text. She didn't have anything to say that could help, but maybe she could force her to have some fun. She wanted so badly just to be able to do anything that would help. Her heart broke for the girl, and she just wanted to squeeze her like a teddy bear until she forgot all about bloody fox masks and futile pleas for mercy.

To kill time, she got a cup of fancy coffee from a shop before walking out of the mall, so as not to catch up with Talia on the way. The last thing she ever wanted was to see that girl again.