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Post by Kate on May 24, 2007 1:16:41 GMT -8
The collar was still around her neck...and it was itching. The more it itched...the more pissed off she became. Looking at Hiroko, her lips twisted back into that sneer.
"Fucking bastard."
She pulled at his arm, trying to get away from his grasp. She'd need a new shirt...but all her clothes were at her house and anything of his would swamp her frame. Fucking giant. Why did he have to be so difficult? The blonde just kept trying to pull his arm off of her, putting what strength she had at the moment into it.
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Post by Kate on May 24, 2007 1:23:44 GMT -8
Her eyes were glaring death once again. Her chin raised and she looked at him like that, her blonde hair rather messy from the fight and the night of sleeping.
"Get me a shirt."
An order. A command. Even if it was his, she'd tie it so it was close to her normal sort of shirt. Should be easy enough right? The blonde girl was still glaring though, not moving from where she was now that he had let go. Shirt first, and then she could figure out what to do from there. For now her good hand was lifted to her neck...where deep bruises from his teeth were only slightly covered from the collar. Bastard.
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Post by Kate on May 24, 2007 1:30:01 GMT -8
Dismay? Not so much, it was a reaction one could expect from Hiroko. Anger? Very much so. Her teeth gritted for a moment. If he even tried to slip her a tongue she'd bite it off. Vicious lil blonde.
One of her legs went up, trying to knee him in the gut or the groin. Honestly, what was wrong with the guy? She'd tell him what to do if she damn well felt like it!!! Kate began to struggle, inducing pain on herself, but not really giving a damn about it. No pain, no gain!
"MOTHER FUCKER!! GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!"
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 3:40:44 GMT -8
Groggy...and the pain was back...except there was new pain on top of it all. She hugged the pillow tighter, grumbling into it's downy feathery goodness about how she wished all the damned pain would die and go to hell.
The pillow...smelled different. Not the smell of roses and her shampoo... no, some one else's hair products. Her bright eyes slowly came open. So damned groggy... so tired... so much pain in so many places.....................................................
"MOTHER FUCKING ASS WIPE FROM HELL!"
She sat up and winced. Felt like some one had beat her up from the inside out. The breath escaped her and she lay back down blinking. Her chest hurt, her lips hurt, it felt as if he had bitten her several times...and well...that hurt too.
"Mother fucking bastard....WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU HIROKO?!?!"
Had she checked the other side of the bed? Nope. She was just pissed as hell. Beyond that. Hell have no fury like Kate scorned. Or raped/screwed. She had reacted to it all, and given into pleasure and pain instead of fighting it. A good fuck... but it was time to kill Hiroko.
He hadn't been using a condom.
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 3:53:15 GMT -8
Those bright green eyes locked onto him quicker than a cobra striking. And they glared death once again. Of course she was bitching. Birth control had been done with because of one factor.... Kate really hadn't thought of sex. At all.
"I'm going to kill you."
Not yelled or screamed....but said in an even, low tone. Ice creeping into every word... when she seemed so calm, she was more angry than she could ever be yelling.
"Didn't use a fucking condom, did you Hiroko Katashi?"
And thus her mind was going into over worry. Was she pregnant? If she was...no more booze. No more vodka or fights with punches to the stomach... nothing but careful care of the thing growing in her tummy. The beast's spawn. He was almost normal, sitting there sipping orange juice.
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 4:01:58 GMT -8
Kate stared at him...Oh right...he already had a kid, and Kate wasn't about to tell him that she had not only met the guy...but dated him. Yeah...talk about weird. Very weird. She had dated him because he reminded her of Hiroko? More than likely.... Way more than likely. Fucking cocky bastards.
"...I'm too young to be a mom..." Truth be told...nineteen in a week. And the words that were left from the sentance... Kate had seen one mother die, and the other was on the edge of death. She had had no real upbringing with a strong woman in her life. She didn't know how to be a mother.
"Besides, it'd ruin all my plans for college and such."
No plans. Kate had just wanted to party for awhile. The blonde had the cash for it after all. A lovely life of luxury. Joy.
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 11:38:08 GMT -8
Kate ignored him....she didn't want to do the math in her head about Aiden's age...he had been a few years younger when they had dated...a couple of years ago. She turned to the food beside her and quietly began to eat. Truth be told she was starving...and pissed.
The blonde was not ready for a child...and while she wouldn't know for awhile...she wasn't going to take a chance. No booze, and she'd protect her stomach in fights. But for now she turned her back on the red head and ate. Once her plate was finished she downed some pain killers. Hopefully they'd kick in sooner rather than later.
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 11:49:55 GMT -8
Kate just sat there for a moment, staring at the sheet covers. And then suddenly, she slid out of the bed. The blonde didn't want to be in the same room as him... not now...not ever. And though it hurt to walk, she just convinced herself that the pain killers would kick in at any moment now... instead of the normal half an hour later.
She reached the wall and leaned against it, teeth gritted. She felt like screaming, yelling, crying.... But she wouldn't cry in front of Hiroko.... never again. The blonde had once or twice...or maybe a good few times...but never again. He didn't deserve to see her in her weakest moments.
She hated him. Down to her core. He had forced himself on her, and hadn't used a condom. That was the kicker, the main thing she was pissed about. Kate had never thought about marriage and kids. Didn't want it...she figured she'd end up like her parents, unhappy...leaving a child behind...dead...
Slowly, she made her way to the door.
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 12:00:01 GMT -8
Kate lay there...angry with herself. How could she have let herself be in this situation? Because she had had no choice. And then she had let herself enjoy....... why? Because she liked a good fuck? Or because she still liked Hiroko? Was she just angry at him for being careless?
All in all, it just added to anger welling inside of her. If they had a child, he better damn well be there...and be a good father. Because if he wasn't....she'd find someway to hurt him. Someway. He had to be the good parent...because it wouldn't be her. She had a feeling that she'd never be a good parent.
"If you aren't a good father Hiroko....I'll kill you."
So serious, so cold. Kate just lay in bed, curled up in the sheets. She couldn't fall asleep, could do nothing but think. Already she felt as if something was growing inside of her. But Kate didn't know for sure, maybe it was her mind over thinking. Maybe it just was that.
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 12:21:55 GMT -8
Slightly feeling better, Hiroko would be there if they had a child. She could be a bad parent, and it wouldn't matter. She couldn't be a good parent, not with the examples she had had. At least her parents had loved each other, or had come to love each other...
"...My mother is dying in the hospital..."
Maybe a little off subject to Hiroko... but it just slipped from her lips. Forced it's way out of her mouth. Her family was in the last stages of finally dying...but if she had a child, it would continue on. Odd. She'd have to go to the hospital to get tested in a couple of weeks. The only way to really know...
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Post by Kate on May 25, 2007 12:39:22 GMT -8
"I haven't seen her since before I moved to New York. I don't want to see her... I just had a moment."
It wouldn't change anything... she was in a coma, never to wake up from it. She would die, end of story. She had been the one to give Kate her love of music, of dancing. The native of India would die in America. Her step mother...and Kate really didn't care if she died.
Because if she saw her...if she woke up...she would be disappointed in what Kate had become. A senior in high school, beaten down emotionally, tattoos and scars all over her body, drinking, partying, sleeping around....and now possibly pregnant. Life was awesome.
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Post by Kate on May 26, 2007 20:49:35 GMT -8
She matched his gaze, looking at him levelly. Sheer determination? Yeah, Kate had that. That above anything else got her through many things.
"If I'm even pregnant.... if."
The blonde looked away from him...not wanting to be so close. She needed sleep, more of it despite how much she had gotten. Her body was beginning to heal itself...and well, it was tough on her. The pale woman glared at the sheets again, once more wishing to be at her own house in the comfortable green things there. It was too...weird...being here. Her emotions were on a roller coaster that would never end.
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Post by Kate on Jun 2, 2007 23:34:28 GMT -8
"How about shut the fuck up and let me sleep before I put your balls in a bag and throw them in an icy river?"
Cranky? Just a little. Too many emotions were going through her at the moment. Too many things to think through, least of all a name for the kid. If she was preggers....the blonde had nine months to think that fucking question over. She wasn't going to start now.
Closing her bright eyes Kate decided on one thing only. She would be bitchy to Hiroko until she made up her mind on what to do with him. He had forced himself on her...she had said no... well, more like mother fucker get off me....but it was still the same thing. Whether she gave in or not was null and void to her mind.
Did he love her? Or was it all just a ruse?
Mother fucking Hiroko was a pain in the ass.
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Post by Kate on Jun 3, 2007 0:30:40 GMT -8
Kate didn't pay attention to Hiroko leaving. She tried to block out his words as well. For now, the blonde just wanted to sleep and let her mind slowly work things out. She stuffed a pillow under her head and frowned. Why couldn't she just have a normal life and a normal boyfriend? Was that too damned much to ask?
Slowly her breathing became even and her fingers were no longer tightly curled into the fabric of the pillow case. Her dreams were light and not anything she would remember in the morning. Her free hand was lightly resting on her stomach, as if protecting something that could be growing there.
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Post by Kate on Jun 6, 2007 0:02:22 GMT -8
The blonde kept sleeping, unaware of everything that was going on around her. Her body needed the rest, and it wasn't about to wake up for anything at all.
And thus Kate slumbered. When she finally woke, it didn't take long to figure out what the keys were for. Her fingers slid the correct one into the collar around her neck and pulled it off. The pale woman flung it to the side and rubbed her skin were it had been. Freedom. It tasted like ice cream. Like the best thing ever.
She got to her feet, and despite the wobbling, smiled. Kate pulled her pants on, and found what was left of her damned shirt. She pulled and twisted until she could tie it around herself and look decent. Maybe like a beat up crack hooker.... but decent. Sliding her leather jacket on after wards, Kate looked to the door. It was time to leave.
She took a step out of the bedroom door and looked around. Was Hiroko anywhere to be found? Would he even stop her?
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