kat :: lrh (discontinued - read edited version!!)

eleven

"Excuse me, Miss." The officer stops me, "Are you alright, you're quite bloody."

"I don't feel it." I whisper, "I'm just trying to die. I did it to myself. You see that man over there, probably on the phone with the police department right now, yeah, he ruined me."

"Follow me." He mumbles, leading me back to Luke and Karen. "Now, when you say he ruined you, what do you mean?"

I consider telling him that he had sex with me, that he's over eighteen and he's done illegal things to me. And I want to tell him that. But I can't.

"He broke my heart." Is all I can say.

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The next morning, I wake with many bandages on my arms, and Luke sitting in the corner with his legs crossed and his hands around them, tears falling from his tired eyes.

I feel bad for him, but I shouldn't. I don't even know why I do. He doesn't deserve my sympathy.

I sit up and he looks at me, quickly standing.

"Kat." He whispers, "I love you."

"Great," I mumble, "I'm still alive."

"Stop it." He cries, "Please just stop it, Kat, I can't take it."

"You don't love me." I whisper, "You don't care about me."

"I love you, Katherine." He takes my face between his hands.

"I don't believe you." I turn, walking out of the bedroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen, my father stood in the middle of the floor with coffee in his hand, a disapproving look on his face as Luke followed behind me.

"Good morning, dad." I whisper, walking to the trash can and beginning to pull the bandages off of my arms. "He hasn't spoken to me since, you know." I look at Luke.

It's hard for me not to talk to him like usual, because I do love him. He broke my heart, but I'll always love him.

"Oh." He simply states.

"He hates me." I whisper, "He still thinks I'm a slut."

"You're not." Luke mumbles, "You're mine, only mine."

"No I'm not." I chuckle, "If I was, you wouldn't still be with Karen right now. I wanna be yours, but I can't do the lying anymore. I can't do the bullshit. I really love you, I love you so much and I want to be with you, but I can't."

"Kat, I'm in love with you. I'll do anything to prove it to you." He states seriously, "And I know it's crazy, because you're sixteen and it doesn't seem like this could happen, it doesn't seem like I could fall in love with you. But you're so beautiful. Not only on the outside, no. Not only in looks but altogether. You're the most beautiful soul, you're one of the best, no, you're the best person I have ever met, baby. I love you so much. And I know I've been hiding it. Karen has had me afraid of what she'd do to you the way she treats you. She treats you so terribly. You're my princess and I don't want you to get hurt in any way shape or form. Last night was the worst night ever for me. I have never been so upset. Ever. You kept saying you wanted to die, you kept saying you'd he gone soon. I'd kill myself, I don't know how, but I can't live without you. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, Kat. I love you."

I smile up at him, standing on my toes and placing my lips on his, his arms picking me up to make it easier for me to reach.

Our lips move in sync and my hands bury themselves into his hair.

"We're gonna get caught." Luke breathes into my mouth.

"I don't care." I hum, moving closer to him as he places me on the counter.

He presses his lips against mine, his hands pressing against the small of my back, his lip ring tickling the side of my lip.

"Let's take this upstairs." Luke mumbles.

I hop off of the counter and practically sprint up the stairs and into my room, laying on the bed.

"You hated me yesterday." He smiled, closing the door behind him, taking his shirt over his head.

"Uh-huh." I nod, "But I love you now." I whisper as he pops the button of his jeans, pushing them down his legs, his boxers obviously tight around his erection.

"That looks so uncomfortable." I point out, leaning forward and poking it. "You're lucky I'm here to fix it."

I get down to my knees, pulling his boxers down and wrapping my hand around it, pumping him slowly in my hand.

"You shou-"

"I know what to do." I smile, wrapping my lips around his tip and sucking softly, flicking my tongue over his slit.

"Ah, o-oh yeah baby, just like that." Luke moans, gripping my hair and pushing my head down, making me gag. "Sorry Princess." He mumbles.

I continue to bob my head, swirling my tongue all around him, quickly using my hand for what I couldn't fit into my mouth.

"Kat, oh, you're so good at this." He moans out, hitting the back of my throat with another thrust of his hips. "God, I'm so close baby girl."

I continue my motions, moving a bit quicker, letting him hit the back of my throat with each movement until he lets go in hot spurts into my mouth.

I stand up, my mouth full and I push my panties down, putting my fingers into my mouth, wetting them, then swallowing the rest.

I pull my shirt off, leaving a trail of come down my stomach and onto my clit.

"Eat me, daddy." I moan, sucking on my fingers and unclasping my bra.

He nods, immediately attaching his lips to me, sucking on my folds and making his way to my clit. He rubs my clit with his fingers, pushing onto it to bring more pleasure.

"Oh," I moan, "More."

He moves his mouth around me, closing his lips, then darting his tongue into me.

He stops and I whine, dragging my hand down and rubbing my clit, then pushing a finger into myself.

"Not as good as when you do it, daddy." I moan quietly, adding two fingers into myself, quickly pumping them and rubbing my clit harshly.

I pull them out and open my legs wider, placing my fingers into my mouth.

"Daddy, I'm all ready for you, I want you to fuck me so hard, take me right here with your big cock." I whine, throwing my head back. "I'm soaking."

He follows his orders and slams into me quickly, attaching his lips to mine.

"Luke, harder." I moan and he hesitantly stops.

"That's not what you call me, baby girl." He whispers, bringing his lips to my neck.

"Daddy, harder." I moan, "Faster."

He begins moving quicker, pushing his hips against mine roughly, sure to leave bruises later. He puts his left hand over my breast, massaging my nipple as he continued to pound into me, his lips on my neck as he reached his climax, pulling out of me and letting go onto my stomach.

He brings his fingers down to me, his lips on my breast as I began my orgasm, my legs shaking as the door flew open, once again, at the worst time possible.

And there stood a furious Karen.

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