Pairings: OCs Kate/Jill
Authors note: Oh dear, it’s a Kate and Jill without The Sims!!
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”But Kaaate!!” Jill was sitting at the kitchen table, pouting like a six-year-old who’d just been forbidden the latest member of the Bratz collection. “You’re my girlfriend, for fuck’s sake! You’re obliged to be on my side! That’s how it works!”
Kate shrugged and ignored the protest. She’d made her demands now if Jill didn’t mind losing a dear friend she wouldn’t get more involved.
“All I did was say hi!! And she just signed off!! What was I supposed to think?”
“Well, you can always give your friends the benefit of the doubt, asked for an explanation, you know,” Kate sighed, they’d gone over this once already.
“Oh, I wasn’t in the mood for that!” Jill’s pout turned into a frown, but Kate recognised the guilty-but-not-admitting-it look when she saw it. “I was really hurt!”
Kate walked over and sat down next to her, sometimes she just wished to slip her hands around that stubborn neck and squeeze hard. She smiled patiently instead and Jill pouted even more, seeking support and understanding.
“Honey, I know you think all your online friends secretly hate you and it doesn’t matter how many times I try to persuade you it isn’t so, but you know Lindsey, she’d never do that to you without explanation, and all you needed to do was ask.”
“I did ask!”
“No, you accused her of doing it on purpose, without a single thought as to how she might react to the way you phrased your mail,” Kate chided. There wasn’t really anything bad in Jill, she just had a way of getting quite poignant and resentful when she was protecting something she cared about – her own feelings being one of those things.
She was also proud as hell and she didn’t grovel for anyone it took a whole lot to drag a sorry out of her if she was feeling very guilty about something – unless of course a spanking was involved. The worse she felt about something the prouder and more stubborn she got.
“I don’t even remember sounding that bad!!” Jill pouted some more and edged away from Kate’s outstretched hand.
“But that was the way she perceived it, sweetie, she can’t read your mind across an ocean and know that you were really upset about stuff in general and that she’d better keep her computer cords in place just in case you’re going to get offended.”
“You don’t have to sound like that! What about what I perceived?” Jill muttered.
“She’s your friend, do you want to lose her over your own absurd behaviour, just because you can’t admit that you were wrong and pretty stupid?” Kate sighed.
“You don’t have to call me stupid!!” Jill was appalled, Kate was siding with that, that – damn good friend of yours, who you don’t trust as far as you do your enemies. Jill felt like kicking her own conscience.
She was well aware of her paranoid behaviour and how crazy she must seem to people around her, but she just couldn’t believe that people could like her. Especially people who were better than her. Well in that undefined way better – which was pretty much everyone except family and very old friends who she just sort of trusted because they were part of her.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that you were stupid, but you did behave rather…”
“I FUCKING KNOW!!” she shouted. Dammit all she wanted was some support, a shoulder to cry on! Not this evil finger pointing!!
“Jill!” Kate stood up, face reddening and eyes steely. Oh great! Now everyone hated her. “I know you feel really bad about this, but that’s not reason enough to start yelling curses at me!”
Jill shrank back in her chair and pouted with abandon. It didn’t help.
“Go get the brush, I’m not having this. You can do some thinking across my lap and then decide whether or not Lindsey deserved getting lynched for having a faulty connection.”
Jill did not like where this had gone. But she liked even less the anger she saw in Kate’s eyes. She was really thoroughly miserable and she didn’t want to feel like this. It was stupid, she was stupid. Stupid and stubborn. She didn’t even notice but suddenly she was crying.
“Oh Jill, don’t, it’s gonna be ok,” Kate sat down again and pulled her close. Jill let her head sink down on her shoulder and sobbed wretchedly for quite a while as Kate comforted her. Everyone hated her!! “Nobody hates you, she even told you she liked you, but she’s got a right to be upset about this.”
“And I don’t?!” Jill wrenched free and wiped her eyes angrily on her sleeve.
“No, of course you’ve got a right to be upset, sweetie, but she doesn’t quite understand how you could be so upset, when it to her was all an accident.”
“But what can I do about it, it’s done already! She hates me!! I can’t fix it!” Jill blew her nose on the tissue Kate got up to get.
“Some things can’t be fixed, Jill, and it’s not about fixing, it’s about admitting you overreacted and letting her feel what she needs to feel, ok? She doesn’t hate you, she’ll get over the shock and maybe understand you better once she’s come to terms with how irrational you can be, she wasn’t prepared for that – though god only knows how you kept it from her.”
Jill glared at her, fidgeted for a moment and then finally nodded her agreement. Everything sounded so sensible when Kate put it into words, as usual. She really wished she’d told Jill about the whole thing before sending that mail. But that was how it always was, she got upset, didn’t think and off went a whole bunch of angry words she couldn’t take back.
“So do I get the brush anyway?” Jill looked hopeful and then she let out a heartfelt groan when Kate nodded.
“But only because you really want it,” Jill’s eyes opened wide and she sputtered protests as Kate ushered her towards the bedroom where the brush lay waiting to be used.
Jill grumbled while she went to pick it up, not sure whether Kate was joking with her or not. She did think she deserved the damn brush, but that didn’t mean she wanted to be spanked – not like this, this was no fun at all. She thought about a whole lot of things to do to get out of it. But finally gave in and brought the brush straight back to Kate who was waiting in the living room.
“Well, that went fast, what did you do, just stick a book in your panties?” Kate’s eyes laughed slightly though the question sounded serious. Jill put her tongue out.
“I only tried that once to make you laugh, you know.”
“You always seem to make me laugh when I spank you,” Kate replied, while moving her girl down over her lap.
“You really don’t think she hates me?” Jill mumbled and then shuddered as her panties came down around her thighs.
“She doesn’t hate you, the world’s not against you, you’re a liked and loved individual in a world filled with people just waiting to get to know you. Now be quiet and take your spanking, young lady!”
“No fair!” Jill objected and then dissolved in yelps as Kate spanked her upturned bottom hard with the back of the brush.
Kate watched as Jill typed frantically at the computer, squirming on the chair; she had already thrown away four attempted mails and was now on her fifth. Kate just smiled a little and sat down in the sofa, with a bowl of popcorn. Things would sort themselves out, she just hoped Lindsey wouldn’t feel insulted for too long. Jill would surely be more careful in the future, although where Jill was concerned you could never be sure.
“But Kaaate! Why don’t I get any popcorn?!”
The End
(bet you thought there wouldn’t be any popcorn ;-P)