Rick & Kate All About Sex

Chapter 21

"What was that?" I ask.

"What?" He ask calmly.

"With Michael. And why in the hell didn't you tell me you had a brother?"

"Because my life wasn't as easy as yours growing up, or fun. Hell I wasn't even happy!" He yell.

"Wait a minute. Now that's not far."

"Sorry I didn't mean to yell."

"Yes you did. And its okay. You need to let it out."

"No. Not on you. You didn't do anything."

"Are you planning on raising a hand at me."

"Fuck no. I will never hit a woman. Especially you."

"Then let it out. Yell, cry, brake stuff, hit stuff. What ever you want to do. I'm here for you."

"Why do you keep taking me back. Even after all of this?"

"Because you love me. And man or boy has ever loved me or said I love."

"Kate my life was fucked up."

"How fucked up are we talking?"

"Its a long story baby."

"Then tell me. I like long stories baby."

"Please."

"What are you afraid of?" I ask holding his hands.

"That you'll leave me. You never see me the same way."

"Why would I leave you?"

"Because all the other women have."

"All the other women huh?"

"Not like that Kate."

"No Rick, you're right but I'm not those other women. I'm Katherine Beckett."

"Yes you are."

"So tell me."

"You're going to leave me."

"No. I won't."

"That's what they said to."

"Rick I'm not those women. I swear to you I will never leave you. No matter what you did. The past is the past."

"Before I tell you. You need to know that it wasn't me. I was Michael and his friends."

"Okay. Come with me. Let's sit down."

"(Sighs) It was a Friday night after the biggest party of the year."

"Okay. What happened."

"Kate?" He says and a tear faces down his face."

"Baby. You an tell me."

"I was at home alone with no alibi. Anyways there was a girl who who walked up to the door, maybe because ours was the only one open at the moment. Said she had been raped and she was beaten up so bad Kate that she couldn't even walk. So I picked her up and ran to the car. When I opened the back door to put her in there. We heard a loud noise that sounded like gun shots an then she scratched me. So deep that a doctor had to treat it. When we arrived I noticed she had passed out. The doctors came and got her out the car and two of them pulled me to the side and started grilling. Saying "what did you do to her? And why did you do it to her? And all kinds of stuff. I told then that I didn't even know her name. I just wanted to help. Moments later I see three cops pull their guns on me yelling hands up.. Let me see your hands.. Down on your knees.. Down on your knees.. NOW !! Sorry, I'm so emotional."