Renee / Kait - Fight - PG

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Kait's father would no doubt disapprove. Though this afternoon's planned adventure was by no means naughty - at least not naughty in the sense that Renee usually enjoyed - she didn't think that witchcraft would be on his good list. Still, it was necessary; Renee was utterly convinced that this was the only way to save Deirdre. But she was going to need supplies, more than the meagre collection she had garnered thus far.
Dark lipstick and eyeliner, pentagram ring and necklace, and black velvet skirt and top that showed off her pierced belly. She wondered if Scarlett would be coming along today. It was strange... since the break-up with Deirdre, Scarlett's company had gradually seemed to become not only palatable, but even... desirable.
"Kait?" she called. "Are you ready, mon amour?" The pet name slipped out automatically, as it had been over the past few days. Why wouldn't it, really? With Deirdre gone and Pierre not on the best of terms with her, Kait was the person Renee loved the most in this world, no questions asked.



It was a more subdued Kait that came to meet Renee that afternoon. She had come to realise that even after all her trials and attempts to push Renee away at a certain time, events had turned about so that here, now, at the end of things, her father was at the brink of making all those connections about her that she had been so afraid of in the beginning.

Only, Kait didn't know how she felt about that now. Since it was Scarlett that Kait was dating, and Renee her father would be accusing of... Suffice it to say, her own thoughts on the matter were just muddled.

Perhaps it was because of this that Kait was a little off in her behaviour as she met up with Renee after school as she had promised. Her reaction was not helped in the way that Renee was dressing.

"Mon deiu! I mean," Kait shook her head and tried to think as herself rather than just in reaction to her surprise. "Are we doing something... extra special today that I don't yet know about?"

Renee fluttered her eyelashes innocently. It looked natural enough that it was hard to be sure whether the expression was affected or not. "I just like to look the part," she smiled. "It's been a while since I have been to The Cauldron, so I thought it would be nice to have some fun."

She tucked her shopping list away in her handbag, and smiled to Kait. "Shall we?"

"Sure. It's been a while since I went to the Cauldren. You seem to have quite a list there," Kait continued. "Cooking up trouble?"

"I really hope not," Renee sighed. "I'm actually trying to get rid of trouble. I... I don't know. You'll probably think I am insane," she said as they headed downstairs. Hell, she wasn't even sure if she wasn't losing it. But... it was the only explanation. It had to be. Dennis. Possession.

She was damned if she was just going to sit back and watch.

She should have spoken to Pierre. Kait knew that. She hadn't been deliberately avoiding him, just... it had been easier not to talk to him without knowing exactly where her placed Kait in the break up between Renee and Deirdre. From the few things he had said about Deirdre, Kait had known him to have a certain fondness for the other girl.

Now she wished that she had not so willingly stayed apart from him. For she was missing out on something here, as much time as she and Renee had spent in each others' company this past week, she was still missing something here.

The small shopping strip that housed The Cauldron and various other alternative-type shops wasn't too far from Kait's home, and it seemed only right to Renee that she make this trip on foot. The day was clear and not quite as cold as the last few. Not a bad day for walking by any stretch. So far, so good. This seemed right.

"I want to find some supplies, and information, for an exorcism," she said slowly. Who knew how Kait would take this? "I think... there may have been some... unnatural influences involved when... it happened."

Almost stopping with surprise, Kait settled for just a whole lot of blinking, as though trying to get something out of her eyes. Renee was just a bucket of surprises this afternoon. Or was it just her? "Exorcism?" she asked.

She wondered if Renee really knew what she was talking about here. When Renee didn't immediately reply, Kait pressed it, another thought butting it's ugly head into her mind. "Renee, exorcism? Did you take these steps after we broke up?"

She wanted to answer immediately, but the question came so far from left-field that for a moment, she just blinked in surprise. She had pretty much expected that Kait would be skeptical but this was just... well, she never would have thought.

"No," she said, still not entirely sure how to take the question. She tried to keep her voice neutral. She was sure no offense was meant, and the last thing she wanted right now was a fight with Kait. Still, the question did sting a little.

"It is not really about the break-up," she said carefully. "It is in the way she did it. So violent." She sighed. "I should have... I... I think perhaps I deserved to be broken up with. But not like that. There was no mercy. Not like you. She hurt me, yelled at me, sent me running from the house. Like chien. Like a dog. You saw," she said, turning to Kait, her expression begging for understanding. "It... wasn't her. It couldn't have been. Oui?"

Kait bowed her head. She could see that her question had upset Renee, but at the same time... she didn't condone this. Couldn't. Perhaps she was too much her father's daughter in this way. She could support some of the witchy background that Renee came with, but this... influencing another person's will, that in her opinion went too far.

"I don't know. I don't know Deirdre. I couldn't know what she was like usually. But Renee... everything in this life does not have to have a mystical reason. Perhaps it is just... a side of Deirdre that she did not like to show you."

The pain she knew she would have to face in Renee's eyes hurt her, but to say other than her own feelings would have been dishonest. She couldn't lie to herself. She didn't like where this was going.

"No. I don't think so." The old stubbornness was in place. Renee would not back down from this. It was the only hope she had that Deirdre was not... something other than the girl she had known. Nobody could have hidden such an aspect of themselves for so long. Right? She had discovered Jamie's dark side in just a few months, and he had seemed the nicest boy on the face of the planet. No. This couldn't have been there beneath the surface all along. There had to be something more. There had to be.

"There is no possible way that Deirdre would have acted like that. It was as if she were her father, it was that bad. And Pierre's chakras! He was such a mess, right before it happened. This is recent. Something terrible has taken hold of her. I cannot simply stand by and watch the girl I knew be consumed by darkness!" She was getting fired up. The more she spoke, the more she became convinced that this could be a battle for Deirdre's very soul. Goddess help her.

"I can't..." Kait looked away. "I can't do this with you, Renee. I can't condone it."

She looked shocked, as though taken surprised by her own very words.

This wasn't going to work.

Renee felt her emotions freezing over. She had never thought she would feel this way with Kait. She felt wounded for herself, protective of Deirdre. It was as if Kait was attacking Renee, Deirdre, and her faith all at once. She couldn't condone this? What the hell?! Since when was Kait her moral watchdog?

"You act as if I am doing something immoral. As if I am subverting her will. I only wish to help her. And if I am wrong - which I am not - no harm will come to her. I really do not see what your problem is." Her voice remained level, her eyes cold and hard.

Her father's insinuations were in her head all over again. Such nicely spoken words. She knew he didn't mean anything by it. He was just worried about his little daughter.

Kait desperately didn't want to disappoint him. And she didn't want to have to face that cold, hard look in Renee's eyes. Everything was just escalating so fast.

"I um.. I have... there are school things that I need to take care of... before tomorrow.. I should be doing those now." It was a cop out. She knew. She wasn't answering anything, and in all likelihood, was just about to make Renee more angry at her. But she had to sort her own mind out first. She had to.

Renee's eyes flashed with anger, but she held it in check. It wasn't worth lashing out at Kait. Not after everything she had done for her. It wasn't really Kait's fault, she kept telling herself. It was the way she had been brought up.

A strange thought entered her mind. I pity you, Scarlett. After all this time, Kait really hadn't changed a bit. How long before she would let Father Dearest tear her and Scarlett apart, just like he had done before?

"Fine," she growled. "Take care of your school things. I will deal with this alone." Ever alone.

She turned to leave, but she couldn't yet. Couldn't let Kait think... anything bad.

"I'm not angry, mon amour. I just thought..." What? That you had grown up. That was what she wanted to say. Instead, she just sighed and walked away.

Swallowing, Kait stood there a while after Renee walked away. She would not cry, she told herself stubbornly. She would not do it. And she wouldn't follow. What could she say if she did? She would just see Renee after she was finished with this and returned back to her place tonight.

Blinking furiously at the tears that she was not crying, Kait wondered where Scarlett was.