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I really am an asshole.
Even though I’ve been in love with her since we were four, I still can’t fucking help myself. I seem to just keep pushing her further and further away.
Fuck me. I shove the notebook into the bag again, kick up off the ground and take off down the hall. I used to know where she’d be during the second hour, because we did the same thing. Office hour. But this week, she could be anywhere.
I run down the hall, knowing damn well that there are tests happening all around me. Knowing damn well that I could get in trouble for it. But, she remembers.
And if she remembers him, then she should remember me. And what she did. I can’t let her hate herself for what happened, not after what that piece of shit did to her.
When I turn the corner, I stop and dip back around, careful to not be seen by the two people in the hallway.
“Get away from me, Knox.”
“Baby, I’m sorry for last night.” He pulls on her arm, trying to make her come closer to him. She rips it out of her grasp.
She kicks up, hard and right between his legs. “Shhhh, I’ve got you.” She says, landing the blow as he lets out a pained scream. “I’ll make it feel good.” She grabs his head and brings it down to her knee, smashing his face hard against it. He drops to the floor. “Now both eyes will blacken, not just the one. You’ll have a matching set.”
He groans, “You’ll pay for this baby.”
“Call me baby again, and I’ll find someone to shove their dick into you. I told you when you tried to kill me, that I’d never be with you again.”
Suddenly, that red vision is back. When he tried to kill her? When the fuck did that happen? Who is this and where did my sweet little Katherine go?
Chapter Three
Katherine
Finals fucking suck.
It’s been the worst week ever. It just keeps dragging on. Thankfully, it’s all about to end. The last bell will ring in five, four, three… I watch the clock tick down, my knee bouncing with anticipation until the bell rings. The entire class shouts as we all get up racing for the exit.
Finals are over and we only have to come back for two days next week to finalize the damn graduation, get our yearbooks, and clean out our lockers.
I spent my entire week avoiding everyone. Knox has left me alone especially after the double black eye, busted nose, and sore nut sack.
Everyone in my life who supposedly cares about me seems to think they know what's best for me. I should be focusing on what college I want to go to. Or figuring out what I want to do with my life. But I barely survived the last year. How am I supposed to know what I want to do with my life when I don't even know what I'm doing this summer?
Dragging my feet, I walk through the halls to the last door until my platform boots hit concrete stairs. Once I'm outside, I make a beeline straight for George's car, only it's not where we parked this morning.
Looking around I watch as everyone else loads into cars and buses. The parking lot slowly empties, and there's still no sign of George.
Of course West’s car is still here, and of course he's walking towards me now. His stupid Viking body hidden beneath an oversized hoodie. “Come on, Katherine.” He nods for me to follow him to his car.
“I'm not riding home with you.” I scoff, squishing my face in annoyance.
“Then have fun walking home.” He opens his back door on the driver side and tossed his bag in.
“Where's George?” I ask. Stepping closer, not really wanting to walk home.
“He left already, they have that Yale tour this weekend.” He opens his door and falls into the car. I watch as he starts the car and looks over at me through the passenger window, looking stupid with his shit eating grin. Big man in a little car. The window rolls down and he leans over. “I was supposed to give you a ride, it's been the plan for weeks, remember?”
Fuck, of course I remember, now that he reminded me. I fought with my parents for days about it. Begging them to let me have my car back for this one day so I didn't have to ride with him.
“Fine.” I say through gritted teeth. I open the door and drop in next to him. “Straight home. I have plans tonight.”
“Sneaking out again?” He asks as I shut the door.
“Probably. It's not like they let me do anything. Not to mention, they're gone.”
