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I'm Fine

Käti's P.O.V.

I ran out of that room as fast as I could before I lost it. Tears were threatening to fall, which I wanted to hit myself for. I haven't cried as much as I have this week in my entire life. Not even when I was a kid. 

I could here Carter running after me as I ran into my room I quickly locked it and thew myself onto the bed burying my face deep into the pillow as I stained the silk case with tears. 

What happened to my life? I had been quite happy to live as an assasin, completing missions, living alone, simple. Easy. No Drama. Whatever this new life was...it was killing me. I had never experianced this much drama and wierdness in my life. I didn' know how to handle. 

Someone started knocking on my door desperately. After ignoring it and blubbering like a baby into my pillow it got louder. 

"Go Away!" I cried, my voice thick with sadness.

"Are you crying? God, please just open the door before I break it down" Carter said desperately from the other side. 

I don't know why but I got up and answered the door. Maybe I just didn't want my door to be broken down...or maybe it was something else. But as soon as I flipped the lock and opened the door Carter was there. 

He took one look at me and then pulled me into his chest; his arms wrapping tighly around me as he buried his face into my neck. 

"Please stop crying. I'm sorry for everything, just please stop crying," he begged into my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down my back. 

I was entirely shocked. So much that the tears stopped falling. This was not something I was used to...

I patted his back awkwardly. "I-it's okay....I'm Fine." I said trying to reassure him. "I'm fine." I said again, as if to reassure me. What else could I be? It was obvious I was stuck here. No one was coming to my rescue...they couldn't. 

I was kidnapped by a guy with seemingly no agenda, he had killed my tracker...and we were in the middle of nowhere. I wouldn't even be able to find me.

I leaned back as Carter lifted his head. He gave me a disbelieving glance. "I'm fine." I repeated. 

He shook his head broughtt his hand up to my hair, brushing it lightly away from my face. His eyes widened. "What?" I asked. "I'm so sorry Käti...I didn't mean...I just..." He was stuttering. I looked at him like he was crazy. What was wrong now? 

I gasped as he suddenly picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. Setting me down on the floor he started to rummage around the cabinets pulling out a first-aid kit. He opened it and wet a piece of cloth with some alcohol and pressed it to my head. 

I screamed in pain as Carter tried to hold me in place. What the hell?! Then I remembered. He'd hit my head pretty hard...must've hurt it more than I realized. I brought my hand up and wiped away a tear that was dripping down my face and onto my neck. I looked at it...it was dark red. 

Gasping I ran my hand over my neck and it came away with more blood. "Carter..." I started. 

"Shhh...shh it's fine. You're fine. I just...I'm trying to fix it." He stumbled along, his face evident with worry. 

I pushed him carefully away from me and stood up looking in the mirror. There was a gash in my head about the size of a golfball. It was already swelling up...and I could tell it looked worse than it probably was. 

I was trained to take care of myself...it wasn't like I hadn't gotten hurt before. So I grabbed the alcohol and cloth from Carter who was still on the floor just watching me helplessly. I quickly worked to fix myself up grabbiing a needle out of the box and stitching it up while I gritted my teeth to keep from whimpering. 

As I worked I could feel my anger heating up again. This was all Carter's fault. I mean sure...I attacked first but I wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for him. I'd be back at my flat...dealing with the other drama. The drama that was a little easier to understand. 

Being here with Carter, the feelings I was getting, the tingling and warmth that spread through my body everytime he touched me, the wierd emotional rollercoaster ride he was sending me on. The mysterious reason as to why I was here....the fact that he wouldn't answer any of my questions....It was all so frustrating and confusing! 

I wanted him to feel as bad as I was feeling now. I wanted to get away...if even just for a little. Just some time to clear my head....I glanced in the mirror as I finished sewing up the gash on my head. Carter was still on the floor, watching me. 

I probably had enough time to run out of this house and into the woods...I could just hide out in the woods until I got my wits back around me and my emotions under control. I glanced a him again. I had to do it now if I was going to do it at all. 

I stabbed my finger with the needle and yelped in pain as I threw it across the bathroom. It landed in front of Carter, he glanced down. That was just enough of a dstraction for me to run out of the bathroom and down the stairs and out the door. 

New thing I guess...these short chapters...Sorry! But I update quick so it's all good...I hope! 

What are you thinking so far? Who are you loving? Are you wondering where the hell Drew and Ben and her grandfather are??? Yeah....me too!

Hang on. They'll come back....soon. 

.....I'm packing for the beach! :) Random fact. 

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