The Feline Wakes Up First

As the two sat at Daria's bedside they heard a heavy groan from the other bed. Blake got up first to see what was going on, silently offering that Lexi remain with her sister, but Lexi shook her head. In part she was curious to meet the Feline in person and, if she was being honest, she also felt a little guilty that she was the reason she had ended up her.

As she rounded the curtain, the lady was groggily sitting up, clutching her head.

'Ughhhh!' She moaned, probably not fully aware of her surroundings, 'How many tequila shots did I have to get that headache?' She blinked hard a few times, 'Wait...' Her eyes turned to Lexi, narrowing accusingly as they did, 'It was you! You ran into me!'

Lexi held her gaze, 'Hey, you're as much at fault!' She sounded offended, 'Ya ran into me as well, remember?'

The Feline shook her head, in disagreement or confusion it was unclear. 'Maybe I did?' Her eyes widened slightly and she bolted upright, 'I need to get to class! I have an assessment!' She made a move to get up but a crisp voice froze her in place.

'That won't be necessary.' Dr. Armeccitti padded over, 'You are in no fit state to go anywhere.' The Feline opened her mouth to protest but the Doctor cut across her, 'I've already spoken to your tutor, there's nothing to worry about, at least, not academically.' Lexi recognised the pause before an uninterrupted stream of information, 'You've suffered blunt **** trauma to the head, failure to remedy any damage could be costly. As you were **** I was unable to conduct any preliminary tests, no you are awake I can. Once they are done, I will either keep you here for a few hours or recommend you be taken to a trauma ward where you can be treated with more complex methods. I shall return with the testing equipment in a moment.' She turned to leave, 'Oh, and do eat something won't you? The salmon sandwiches are excellent.' She pointed to a tin of sandwiches on the bedside cabinet.

The Feline looked a bit confused, so Lexi helped her out a bit, 'She does that, don't worry you're probably fine.'

The Feline raised a questioning eyebrow, 'Are you hoping that for your sake or mine? Actually, don't answer that its nice to think someone cares about me.' She looked at the pair by her bed. 'Who are you two anyway? You're different species, so not family... Friends? Partners? If everything is in proportion, I guess that would make you his cock sleeve then.'

'What?'

'I wish.'

The two responses contrasted nicely with each other earning a smirk from the Feline. 'So friends then. And one of you wants benefits.' She judged the look on both their faces, 'and by the lack of reaction you both are well aware of that. My, my you are an emotional labyrinth aren't you?' She looked at Lexi, 'He really doesn't want to fuck you by the way. You should probably talk to him about it.' She motioned to her, 'Don't worry, I'll pretend I'm not here. Go on.'

'Yeah, sure we'll just go right ahead and talk about or personal issues right in front of you. No problem-' Blake began. His voiced was laced with sarcasm, but also a trace of annoyance, just enough to indicate some truth to the Feline's words.

Lexi on the other hand was looking at him, puzzled. 'You really don't want to have sex with me?' She sounded both surprised and disappointed.

Blake fired her a warning glance, 'Let's not do this in front of...' He frowned at the Feline who was looking very excited by the sudden friction between the two, 'Who are you exactly?'

The Feline beamed, as if she had been bursting to answer this very question. 'I,' She gave an arrogant pause, 'Am Julia Desqith. I'm an editor for the F&R journal and I also run a column on relationships,' She proudly proclaimed. 'This whole thing between you is fascinating, please do carry on.'

Lexi was pretty sure she could see Blake's blood pressure rising. As much as she did want answers she figured it might be better to heed his warning and not pursue the matter any further. 'Ya seem to have quite a high opinion of yaself?' Lexi tried to change subject.

Julia merely batted her green eyelids back at her. They were a pale, sickly green, not rich and deep like Daria's, but Lexi thought they suited what she'd seen of Julia's personality quite nicely. 'Oh, but I am good aren't I?' She continued to boast, drawling each word, 'After all, I got the dynamic between you spot on.' She winked at them both, 'And don't think I did not notice you trying to change the subject there. You see, it's all about knowing exactly what to say and seeing how people react.' She nodded at Lexi, 'You weren't at all ashamed that I insinuated you where a 'cock sleeve', ergo you are very familiar and comfortable in your sexuality. The fact that you made no attempt to correct me also means you don't have any issue fucking whoever, and since your an attractive slut, there's no reason for him...' She pointed at Blake, '...to not what to fuck you. Granted, it may have been that it never came up, but I handily ruled that out. Therefore, since he could easily have pounded you into tomorrow if he wanted and he hasn’t, he must not want to... Pretty straight forward.'

Lexi felt a vein pulsating in her temple, she had suddenly realised she didn't dislike Julia. No, dislike was for silly things, like cucumber sandwiches and un-popped popcorn kernels. She did not dislike Julia... she despised her. Evidently, showed on her face as Julia smirked at her reaction. Blake, for his part, was staring daggers at her as well. It would be an understatement to say the pair were 'annoyed'.

Julia Desqith giggled, 'Oops, did I touch a nerve?'

That did it! Lexi felt a roaring as the blood rushed in her ears as she lunged for Julia.

Blake, distracted by his own emotions, was slow to react, but managed to tackle the flying Doe mid leap at the Feline. The two clattered to the floor, crashing into the bed opposite and sending it careening into the cabinet beside it. The cabinet tipped and fell with an amplified crash that echoed through the empty wing.

For a moment, there was silence, then a shrill voice shouted across the wing, 'What on earth? You two! Out! Now! I will not have this behaviour here!' Armeccetti stormed in, carrying with large box. Peering around the edge, her face was contorted into a terrible rage.

As Blake got up, he recognised that look immediately. This was no time to argue, and to be honest he didn't really need much encouragement to get out of earshot of Julia. Lexi began to protest, but he placed a large hand over her mouth and began to drag her away. He tried to look apologetic as he left, but he suspected his face still portrayed the raw anger that was churning his stomach.