Originally a one-shot, although I plan on writing a second chapter :)

"I just don't know why the fucking hell are ya so jealous!" Misty yelled, storming into their room.

"If you stopped flirting with every single woman that you see at the pub!"

"I didn't flirt with anyone at the club last night, but ya still wanted to go hom-"

"You were flirting with the barmaid!"

"So that's what this is all about!? There will always be women flirting with me, Cordelia. What do ya want me to do, uh? To stay at home and never see the sun again?"

"No, Misty, I-" the headmistress tried to interrupt, watching her girlfriend taking a travel bag and starting to pack her clothes.

"Because if that's what ya want, I'm leaving."

"Misty, I don't-"

"Ever since New Year's, I haven't said boo. I let ya direct, with the wedding plans and the school stuff. I have never reproached anything to you, and you thank me by being so jealous? No, Cordelia, I've had enough."

"What do you think, that I haven't? You know that there's things that make me mad, like leaving all your stuff scattered around the house. You're a mess, Misty!"

"And ya are a control freak!"

"But even though you know that I can't stand having everything untidy, you still haven't done anything to change that."

"I can't change who I am, Dee!"

"And what about not getting involved with the girls of the coven? I can't manage to teach them all!"

"They despise me!"

"What?!"

"All of your students despise me, Dee."

"That's not true. Maybe they're not used to see someone with your powers, resurgence is a really rar-"

"Are you really trying to defend them?"

"No, I-"

"No? Ya're a snob, just like them! Ya don't think I'm good enough, ya've never though that I was good enough!"

"I haven't said that!"

"But you think it!" Misty shouted. Tears started running down her face.

"Misty, I don't-"

"Yes you do." she muttered, closing the bag and walking to the door. "And I'm sorry for not having realized it before. Goodbye, Dee." she said before exiting the room, closing the door after her.

She's gone.

"Misty, are you here?" Cordelia said, knocking on the hut's door.

"I don't wanna talk to ya." she heard the Cajun witch say.

"Misty, I..."

"I said that I don't wanna talk to ya, Cordelia."

"Then listen." There was no answer. The Supreme sat on the floor, resting her head on the door "Misty, I know that I haven't been fair with you, and I'm really sorry about it. I really am."

No answer.

"I just can't stand seeing you flirt with another woman, even if it's just a little or if it's unintentional. You are a wonderful woman, with your self-confidence and your courage. You are too good for me. But thanks to my mother I became a person who had no self-confidence, who thought that it was better for people to ignore me, and Hank's lie made it worse. I need people to tell me that I matter, that I'm not a burden."

Still no answer.

"And even though you tell me that you love me, I need you to say it more, because I am scared of being madly in love with you and not being loved back."

She stayed silent. There was nothing more to say. She sat there, waiting for the witch to open the door, but she didn't. The headmistress didn't know how much time had passed when the sun started to set.

"Goodbye, Misty." she finally whispered, standing up and walking back to her car. Soon the trees hid the small hut, making vanish from sight in the darkness.

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