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“Why can’t I give you a princess? I’m your wife. I don’t understand, Rexley, you came and picked me up from the home I had lived in for four years, married me, brought me here. So who is this other woman? Why is she the only one to give you a baby?” Kitten asks me, and I try to think of a way to explain this without upsetting her. I kiss her head and pull her closer to me. She sighs and strokes my chest with her fingers. This is what I’ve missed. Why couldn’t Cat just give in?
“She has to give me my princess, otherwise the past can’t be fixed, but instead she gave me a demon spawn that won’t shut the fuck up. Once I have my princess, you can give me a houseful of babies. Until then, she is the only one.” My temper rises, and Kitten winces at the strength I’m holding her with. I let her go and roll over onto my side.
“Okay, but why does she keep calling me Nicole, and she reminds me of someone. Do I know her, Rexley?” I freeze and take a deep breath. I can’t snap at my Kitten. She’s already fragile, and I like how docile she is.
“You may have met a few times before the accident, but don’t worry about it. She’s crazy. She doesn’t know what she’s talking about most days. Do me a favor?” She looks me in the eyes and nods. “Don’t talk to her. Act like she doesn’t exist. I will give her one more chance to make things right, and then she’s gone. In the meantime, she can take care of the little brat and be your personal servant. I don’t care what you do with her.”
Kitten giggles and kisses my shoulder, wrapping her hand around me and gripping my dick. I’m hard. I’ve been hard since I walked in on Cat breastfeeding. Even though I’m furious with her and ready to just end things, I can’t help but picture what could have been.
I have had many dreams over the years of her rocking our daughter in the nursery. Singing and nursing her. Now everything is fucked. I never wanted things to be this way. Nicole was never supposed to be a factor, but when I saw an opportunity to eliminate Cat’s family, I took it. I had plans for her sister to be leverage, I never expected to fall for her, or make her mine. I have only wanted one girl since I was sixteen, but with the constant battles and chasing… I got lonely.
Especially after the constant fighting with Cat. I thought once I brought her here, where she was safe, she would be happy, but no matter what I do, Cat will never be happy. Visiting her sister while I had her in the coma might have been a mistake at the time, but the way she treats me. Loves me and only me. Kitten makes me happy. Reminds me of the old times with Cat.
My head is just a mess. So many voices telling me I’m wrong. Cat is the only one for me. Will only ever be my one. Then others say to kill her. That she is the problem. She will always make me miserable.
CHAPTER8
THEN
CAT
“Ms. Baker!” I jump and give my English teacher my attention. I haven’t been sleeping well, but I don’t care, Nicole needs me, and if my father didn’t put his foot down about me missing school, I never would have left her side.
“I’m so sorry, Ma’am. I have this headache that just won’t leave. Can you please repeat the question?” I say politely. She scoffs, then points toward the board. There is some reference to Shakespeare on it, and I smile. I always did love Macbeth.
Some of the girls start to snicker, and I ignore it. They have been saying all sorts of nasty shit about my sister since I sat down.
I guess with me being absent, rumors started about us being druggies. I don’t care much anymore. Graduation is coming up, and then I can leave this place. Start over somewhere far from here.
I answer her and ignore her scoff of surprise at me getting it right. The bell rings, and I’m the first one to leave. It’s food time, and even though my appetite is non-existent these days, I force myself to swing through the line. I grab some mystery meat and a salad, then find a table.
Lorna and Nick join me, but they know I need calm and don’t bring up any of the red flags happening in my life these days.
My phone buzzes in the middle of the lunchroom, and I immediately answer it, ignoring the glares I’m getting from the lunch monitor. We’re allowed to text and play on our devices during the lunch hour, but calls are frowned upon. It’s my dad, and I know he wouldn’t be calling unless it was important.
“Dad, what’s wrong?” I answer, and from the sobs coming from the other line, I know that my life is going to be changed once again. I quickly get to my feet and race to my car in the parking lot. I ignore the teachers yelling at me, and Nick shouting my name. I take off like a bat out of hell to the hospital.
Nicole has taken a turn for the worst. They won’t let us in the room.My dad’s words repeat in my head as I drive. He keeps talking, but I’m not listening. Rex beeps in, but I ignore it. I don’t know why he wasn’t in school today, and frankly I don’t care. He has been horrible to me since the accident. If I’m honest, even before the accident. We have been fighting nonstop, he always turns it around on me, and I find myself having to comfort him.
I’m so tired. I’m tired of this relationship, this life. Some days I just want to give up.
* * *
The daywe bury my sister, it’s a warm, sunny day. You would expect it to be gloomy or rainy to match how dead inside I feel, but no, it’s eighty degrees, and I’m about to pass out wearing this black dress. My father won’t look at me, and I can tell he’s hardly keeping it together. Rex is in the row behind me, but I don’t feel like talking to him right now.
He has been extremely clingy, more so than usual. But I just want to be left alone.
CHAPTER9
NOW
CAT
“Istill don’t understand how you tricked my husband into keeping you around. You’re nothing but a baby-maker to him. He will never love you the way he loves me,” Nicole sneers from the other side of the kitchen. I take a deep breath in and try not to let her hatred affect me. I know she doesn't remember me, and this is all due to Rex’s brainwashing.
“Trust me, you can have him. I’m only here to take care of my son and cook for you.” I try to keep my tone polite, but I’m exhausted and being woken up after thirty minutes just to cook Nicole some waffles is not helping my attitude. I move over to the pantry and pull out the ingredients.
“Do you want any fruit?” I ask her as I move to the refrigerator. She gives me a scowl but nods.
