what do you do when you are told the world is going to end? that everyone whom you love, who you care about, is simply going to die? you can cry. kick, scream, curse the big man in the sky because how the fuck could he let this happen? it won’t make a difference. no matter what you do, the end is nigh & there is no two ways about it.
for the past two months, all caterina would do was cry. lie in her room, blast spotify playlists on heartbreak & sob into a pillow. her girlfriend was gone, they were all going to die, nothing no longer had meaning. she was waiting for it. waiting to simply cease to exist. nobody was getting through to her -- not adam, not callen, not mikey. it was a myth; her life was a myth. everytime she logged onto facebook & saw kimberly-fucking-conte’s newest update of how great her life was, she was tempted to just rid the world there & then.
until one day.
mass had become a daily occurrence since the news. it was the way the gianniotti family knew how to come. it was the only thing, in fact, that cat would leave the house for. every day she was praying for a sign -- a sign on what to do, where to go, a sign on anything. finally, she found it. a facebook invite to the birthday party of someone she didn’t even know. those people who just add everyone regardless of whom they are. it was enough. enough to get her out of the house. to dig out the fake id that now read twenty-three, & head into the world.
never before had caterina ever put so much effort into an outfit. never applied eyeliner with such precision, or debated over nail colours for so long. it was refreshing, to take care of herself once more. though she hits accept on the evite, there’s no way she plans to actually spend time with those people; instead she will find the bar, sit at it & rescue cute looking girls from men with hands that are far too grabby. such a mission would result in a variety of things, but mainly it would be a distraction. from the pain inside, from all of it. that was all she really needed.
❛❛ babe! there you are. ❜❜ cute. petite. visibly uncomfortable. an arm snakes around the waist of a stranger, large grin upon her face, glitter around her eyes reflecting into those of another stranger who is quickly learning that he’s got no shot. ❛❛ gosh, i thought i lost you. do you want a drink? ❜❜ placing herself between the pair, she orders & places a shot in front of the other girl. ❛❛ he’s gone now, right? because otherwise i’m sorry but we’re going to have to make-out & prove it. ❜❜ caterina is well-aware that the guy has gone, but she winks at the girl & whispers regardless. ❛❛ i’m cat, by the way. figure you should know the name of your personal superhero. ❜❜
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