GAC in LA

Chapter 6

-KAT'S POV-

"You're just like the rest of them!" I yank my leg out of his hand and hop into the kitchen to grab my board, not saying a word to anyone. I can tell they're all staring at me with curiosity in their eyes, but I don't care. I strap on my leg and walk out of the house, slamming the door for emphasis. He's just like he rest of them. I thought he was different. I thought he could look past it. I was so wrong. He thought I was a freak! I knew he didn't really like me. Aaron you lying bastard! I skate down the pier and over to the skate park. I can feel eyes on me from all around. I know they're all staring at me. That's all they do; stare. I hate them for it! I hate myself for letting it get to me. God damn my sensitivity! I feel warm tears streak my face as I make it to the skatepark.

"Hey, it's peg leg!" I hear someone yell. I look up to see Richard, my ex.

"Hey Dick," I say wiping my at my tears.

"Is that all you can think about when you see me?" He smirks.

"No, that's a nickname for Richard you dumbs shit," I growl. He strides up to me and gets in my face.

"So did you come back for more of this?" He says gesturing to himself.

"Only in your dreams," I mumble. He grabs my waist and pulls me close. I try to push away but he's stronger than me.

"Was that a yes I heard?" He asks "seductively".

"Get off of me you creep," I say angrily. He puts his hand on my cheek and tries to pull me in for a kiss. I bring my knee up into his crotch and he crumbles to the ground. I start to skate away when my board gets pulled out from underneath me. I fall to the pavement and feel my nose crack. I put my hand to it and can feel it fill with blood.

"God dammit Dick, look what you did," I grumble trying to get back up. He grabs my arm and pins me to the chain link fence surrounding the park. I can feel his hot breath on my face and can smell the alcohol in it. He's hopelessly drunk.

"Don't run sweetheart, I just want a little kiss," he says bringing his face closer to mine. We lock lips and he jams his tongue down my throat. I chomp down on it and he pulls away.

"You whore!" He says connecting with my stomach. I double over in pain and try to catch my breath.

"Hey! Get away from her!" I hear someone yell. I turn my head to see Zach rushing up to us. Richard bolts in the other direction, probably realizing that Zach is too big for him to fight.

"Are you okay?" Zach asks kneeling down next to me.

"Peachy, " I say sarcastically refusing the hand he holds out to me.

"I think we need to get you to a hospital or something," he says nervously.

I'm fine. I don't need you to help me." I say sharply. He looks at me. I look up and I can tell that I hurt him. I feel kind of bad, but I don't want him to think he can get off that easy.

"Look, I came out here to talk to you-"

" Can we go back to the house now?" I say interrupting him. Zach looks like he's going to object, but says yes and we begin to walk home. By now it's gotten dark and neither of us can see where we're going. It takes us hours to finally find the house again.

"Where have you two been?" Shelly yells as we walk in the doorway. She sees my bloody nose and jumps at Zach.

"How could you do this to her? You monster!" She Grabs Zach by his collar and slams him up against the wall.

"It wasn't him," I mumble, "it was Dick." Shelly slowly lets go of Zach and backs away. She turns to me and I begin to tear up. She takes me into the kitchen and the boys are emediatly on their feet asking me what happened.

"It's nothing, just go hang out with him," I say angrily pointing to the living room. The boys leave astonished and Shelly huffs.

"What?" I ask judgmentally.

"He was going to go apologize to you," Shelly says wiping my face with a warm hand towel.

"I don't want to hear it from him. He's not sorry, he just feels bad or making a cripple angry." I feel a hard smack to my nose and I yelp in surprise.

"What was that for!" I scream.

"He cares about you! He was so worried when you left. And if he hadn't went to go look for you, who knows what would have happened!" Shell whisper screams. I look at her in shock and rage. She's supposed to agree with me! She's supposed to be there for me! How could she do this?

"I thought you were my friend," I huff. I get another smack to the nose.

"Do no act like that! I am your friend and will always be there for you. But that doesn't mean I going to condone this! You are acting like those blonde whores that we see walk around the pier every day! You need to pull yourself together and apologize before you lose an amazing man!" She almost growls.

"I don't know if want him in my life," I mumble.

"We'll I do. I think he and his friends are good for the both of us. Especially since I like one of them," she grumbles the last part and I almost fall to the ground in amazement.

"Is it Aaron?" I ask bluntly. She nods her head, "oh this is just too perfect."

"What?" Shell asks excitedly.

"You'll just have to find out yourself," I tease. As I say that Aaron walks into the kitchen.

"Hey, we're trying to decide when would be the best time to start the investigation tomorrow. What time would either of you e comfortable with?" He asks. I look over to shell to find her almost swaying from him being in the room. They're going to be do cute.

"Before we do that, is there anything you have to say to Shell?" I ask Aaron. He turns bright red and starts to squirm.

"Umm, do you think you could leave for a minute Kat?" He practically whispers. I give him a smirk and jump out of the room before Shell can ask me what's going on.

"So when do you want to start the investigation tomorrow?" Nick asks me when I walk in the room.

"Whenever we wake up. I don't know about you, but I'm going to the bar for a drink or two." I answer. At the word "bar" Nick perks up.

"Can I come too? I've been dying for a drink or two," he says excitedly.

"Hey, I wanna go," I hear Aaron whine from the kitchen.

"So bar it is!" I exclaim.