victoria thinking she has no chance with cassie at all but then through the rumour mill hears cassie’s been hooking up with someone in her 20’s
Listen. If the rumors were true, Victoria was *not* going to stand for it.
Some nurse, barely out of college? With *her* Resident? She would laugh, if she didn't feel so angry, so jealous that she was almost sick with it.
She chased after Cassie the day after she heard the 'news', cornering her against her stupid mom-car in the parking garage.
"Some young 20-something, Cassie, really?" she asks, tone sharp and judging. McKay scrambles to hold onto the door handle behind her, leaning away from the vitriol being shot her way.
"Vic, I - I know you're young too, so you probably think it's inappropriate. I want you to know I would never - and I mean, she's 23, so it's not like - "
Victoria's eyes narrow. She scoffs, then starts giggling meanly. Juts out her hip and crosses her arms in a juvenile way that sets Cassie's teeth on edge and makes her crazy, that makes her want to be bad. Makes her want to forget her morals, her duty to Victoria as her student. Makes her want to fucking *bite*.
"You'd never what, take advantage of me? Clearly." Victoria retorts, like she's doing the oppsite of reading her mind. Cassie wants to take advantage of Victoria *yesterday*. That's the whole fucking problem!
She says otherwise:
"Wh - what does that mean? Of course I would never - "
Victoria takes a step closer, not listening. Not really. "I'm better than her. Whoever the fuck she is. You know I am. I'm so good for you. Is she good for you, Cassie?"
Cassie inhales sharply, both of her hands pressed against the side of her car now, itching to reach out and touch Victoria. She knocks her head back against the window to try and get away as Victoria continues to press in on her. And Victoria? She actually *laughs* at her.
"You can't run from how you feel about me anymore. I thought you felt guilty because I'm a baby, or something. But if you can do 23..."
She reaches forward, takes Cassie's chain in her hand, lacing it through her fingers, "If you can fuck some baby-faced stranger? You need to get over it, McKay. And come up with a way to make it up to me."
