Why Do You Hate Me? (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 4

Tw-Homophobic slurs, sexual harassment, alcoholic

Anne's pov

-At Catherine's house-

Me and Catherine make out way up to Catherine's room. We enter and Catherine sits down on her bed, I sit next to her.
"I've been meaning to ask." Catherine begins, "When the headteacher called you Annie, why did you flinch? You don't have to answer, I'm just curious." she says. I feel tears pricking at the back of my eyes. I blink them away.
"W-Well..." I begin, my voice is shaky and I feel a tear escape. Catherine pulls me onto her lap and I curl up, she starts stroking my hair gently.
"M-My father u-used to c-call m-me that..." I say and break down in sobs, "b-before he b-became and alcoholic." I finish.
"N-Now whenever he comes h-home dr-unk he calls m-me that and..." I fiddle with the sleeve of my hoodie. Catherine must notice.
"You don't have to say anymore hunny." I nod and Catherine pulls me into a deep, loving hug. One I haven't felt for ages.

"Th-Thanks babe..." I say and she kisses my forehead.
"Anything for you, amor" (love). We stay in each others arms for what feels like an eternity.
"GIRLS, DINNER!" Catherine's mum shouts up the stairs.
"Does your mum know you're gay?" I ask and Catherine nods.
"Does she know we're dating?" I ask again and she shakes her head.
"We can tell her tonight if you want." she says and I nod.

I climb off of Catherine's lap and she stands up. I grab her hand and interlock out fingers. Me and Catherine are round about the same height, she's just an inch taller than me.

We walk down the stairs. The smell of pasta and bread fills my nose. The smell makes me drool alone. We sit down next to each other.
"Mum." Catherine begins.
"Yes?" Her mum asks, smiling.
"Me and Anne... Are dating." she says and I see her mum smile widely.
"I knew it!" her mum shouts and I giggle. Catherine turns as red as the pasta sauce.

We eat, making little talk and Catherine occasionally kissing my forehead. After the food Catherine drags me upstairs. She chucks me some pyjamas, really it was a baggy t-shirt but whatever, I climb into bed next to Catherine and snuggle up next to her.
"Night baby." She says and I smile.
"Night babe." We drift off to sleep, me cuddling into her arm and her stroking my hair.

Catherine's pov-

I wake up to Anne's head on my chest. I kiss her forehead and turn my blaring alarm off. How hadn't Anne woke up to that? She is quite a deep sleeper. I gently nudge her.
"Anne, darling, time to wake up." Her eyes flutter open and she smiles. I kiss her forehead and Anne climbs off me. I get up and we both walk to the bathroom.
I brush my teeth and Anne grabs her toothbrush out her schoolbag, she always carries one which is weird but handy.

We walk back into my bedroom and Anne grabs her clothes and walks back into the bathroom to get changed. After 5 minutes, we're both changed. Anne comes out the bathroom and she sits me next to her on my bed.
"Yesterday...when I was talking about my father. I stopped, but I should probably just tell you." She begins and I pull her onto my lap, "Well...my father...when he comes home from a night out." Her voice started to get shaky.
"Remember hun, you don't have to tell me any of this. You can stop whenever you want." I tell her and she looks at me and nods.
"Well...when he gets in....he beats me. With his belt, or he slaps me, kicks me, punches me, anything to hurt me." I open my mouth shocked, "P-Please d-don't repeat this to a-anyone." She says, a tear falling down her cheek. I nod and pull her into a hug. She sobs into my shoulder, I rock her back and fourth.

After a few minutes I hear quiet snores. I swear Anne can sleep anywhere. I wrap her legs around my waist and walk downstairs.
"Hey Catherine." My mum greets me. I smile.
"She fell asleep again." I say and my mum chuckles.
"Breakfast is ready." Mum tells me and I wake Anne up and grab us both a plate of pancakes each.
"Thank you Mrs Aragon." Anne says and my mum chuckles once more.
"Please just call me Jenny." Anne nods and I smile.

-At school-

Anne's pov-

I step out of Jenny's car and Catherine follows. We both wave goodbye to Catherine's mum and Catherine kisses my cheek.

We both walk into our form room. It sucks because we have to pretend we don't like each other at school, although since Catherine saved me yesterday from the snake, Henry has probably told everyone.

As I walk in a few moments after Catherine, I notice Catherine sat with Thomas Culpeper. We call him Thomas Cuntpeper though as he has sexual harrased loads of girls from our year. His father is the headmaster so nothing is done about it.

Then I see Cuntpeper slide his hand from the table onto Catherine's thigh. Catherine looks really, really uncomfortable. Then I see him take his other hand and stroke Catherine's cheek. I try and walk over to them but Henry pushes me away.
"Just where do you think you're going, fag?" He asks. I roll my eyes and try and push him away.
"Nu huh...why do you care about Catherine anyways." I know Henry told Thomas to do this.
"Because shes a nice person." I say and actually manage to push him.
"Oh, Is Annie gonna go save her girlfriend?" He mocks. I turn around and my fist collides with his face, I bend down to Henry who had fallen over.
"Don't ever call me Annie again." I say. He nods and scampers away.

I hear Catherine scream and face her. Thomas has his body over her.
"GET AWAY FROM HER YOU CREEP!" I shout. Thomas turns around startled. He walks over to me and pins me to the wall instead, I'm already really angry that Henry called me Annie so that just made everything worse for Thomas. I kick his balls and bend his arm backwards, earning a yelp of pain from him. I go over to Catherine and sit down on a chair, pulling her onto my lap.
"You alright baby?" I ask and she frowns, a tear escaping her eye.
"N-No." she stutters, "He.."
"He what baba?"
"H-He p-put his hand d-down-" She was cut off by Thomas putting his hands over her mouth.
"Good girl. Now you stay quiet." He says. I rip his hands off her face, tackle him to the ground and kick him. Kick him everywhere.

After I've finished using him as my boxing bag, I turn to Catherine. She throws herself into my arms and wraps her legs round my waist and her arms round my neck.
"Baba.... What were you saying?"  I ask and Catherine rests her head on my shoulder.
"He put h-his hand down m-my top. A-And m-my bra. A-And it f-felt weird. And-" she started to softly sob, "I didn't l-like it a-and I w-want to s-stay w-with you." she says again and I nod, sitting down with her on my lap.