sacrificed for kitty
a drabble where jessica sacrifices herself for kitty:
Jessica stared down at her phone. Picked it up. Set it down immediately, trading it for the whiskey bottle. Dammit. She wasn’t a goddamn teenager, this should be easy.
Her conversation with Illyana was open on her phone. Memories of their nights together were swirling in her head, the blonde’s hands twisting in her sheets, her soft lips against Jessica’s neck. The way Illyana felt like clay in her hands, following her every move, letting her take total control.
‘Feels good doesn’t it? Being in control?’
She reached out, swiped to another conversation. Kitty’s. The hurt magnified by her misspellings and drunken ramblings. Christ, was this what it was like reading one of her texts?
‘Love will kill you a hell of a lot faster than any desert or animal. And it’ll trick you into thinking you want it. Just… Just be careful.’
What she’d said to Kitty on the roof had proven all too true. But somehow, she was the one paying the price for it.
She took another long swig of whiskey, letting the burn remind her that she was human still. Despite everything she’d done, despite everything she wanted to do. She was still human.
Sighing irritably, she set the whiskey aside. Picked up her phone again.
“i cnt see u again. sorry.”
That’s all she wrote before hitting send. But hopefully, it was enough to get the message across. To make things goddamn right. She’d give up whatever this thing is she has with Illyana, this wonderful, soothing power she’s found in the lithe, blonde Russian between her sheets. She’d do that for Kitty, or at least she’d try.
