Curiosity Killed the Cat

Chapter Nine

"You're the most beautiful girl in the world." Jackson coos, moving a piece of my hair behind my ear. "I'll be back really soon, okay kitty Cat?"

Smiling at him, I hold my arms out for him to lift me up in his arms. When he does so, I nuzzle my head into his chest.

"I love you, Jacks." I yell, squeezing him tight. He kisses my forehead and rubs my back.

When I look up, his young face has aged ten years and he looks much older than 18. He smirks at me and winks, making my stomach churn. I look at our position and then look around us. We were just in my parents house but now we're in his bedroom in his... His house. My breathing becomes shallow as he starts to run his hand up and down my spine, biting his lip. "Wanna play, Kitty?"

"Catherine, are you okay?" Mr. Yankerine asks me, shaking me awake from my nightmare. I shoot up from the recliner out of breath, realizing it wasn't real. I nod my head at the aging man as he smiles and walks out of the living room, leaving me to myself.

I had been put into the witness protection program by the FBI when they put my brother on their most wanted list. The news was calling Jackson 'the new Ted Bundy'. Mr. Yankerine was my assigned agent who was going to take care of me in the meantime until they catch my brother. I had been having more and more nightmares and panic attacks since he escaped prison. They had finally searched the whole property and found 73 different peoples DNA from different body parts and corpses. I was literally living on a dump site.

"Hello?" Someone yells as they ring the doorbell to the government payed house. I get up and open the door to find the UPS man. Sighing for the small package he has, I take it into the house and open it. A cellphone? As it starts ringing, I panic and instinct lot pick it up, answering it.

"Hel-"

"Cat?" The vile voice asks at the other end of the call. I stay silent, frozen in place. He knows where I am? What the point of the FBI making you disappear off the grid if they cant even do their jobs right?! "Baby girl, I need you to know I'm not mad at you for the baby. We can have a new one and be happy. I just need to come get you so we can live our lives together. I'm coming for you, honey. There's no need to worry anymore about me, love. But I have to go for right now, please just have faith in me that I'll save you. I love you Catherine." Then the line goes dead.

"Cat?" Mr. Yankerine asks me, coming into the living room once again. I don't answer and let my arm drop, the phone falling out of my hand and onto the floor. I feel my heart beat too fast to explain as everything goes black. Can I just die now?

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"You'll be staying in here for now on, honey." Jackson smiles at me, showing me his bedroom. I was too tired to feel anything but exhaustion by now. After endless hours of torture and hearing Leila's screaming about me taking Jackson away from her, I just wanted to get some rest. "Now, let's have some fun." He purrs, pushing me into the bed and cuffing my hands to the headboard. Inlaid there still, turning my head away for the part about to come.

"What's wrong, Cat? You look troubled." He asks, not touching a hair on me. I shake my head and feel tears well up inning eyes.

"You're what's wrong. Im sick of this. I wanna go home, I want to go back to my family." I cry, feeling all the emotions I've been welling up inside come out. He sighs and caresses my cheek, making me flinch.

"I understand, you're lonely. Well, we can make that go away." He smiles, lifting up my dress and unzipping his pants. I close my eyes tight for the next part and feel him slide inside me. I felt so digested and used but it felt weird, abnormal. Something was different this time. I start to wriggle and squirm, trying to get him out of me but he firmly holds me down, continuing to rape me, without a condom for the first time. What was his game?

"You'll never be lonely if you have someone to care for. That's why we're gonna start our family. I know it's early but I know you're ready." He says in between moans and grunts. I break out in full tears as he ejaculates inside me and has the audacity to smile. After he gets up and zips his pants back up, he releases me and shuts the door to his room, locking it. I lay still, feeling dead. I would do everything I can to make sure he doesn't get me pregnant.  

4 weeks later...

"Congratulations, baby girl. You're gonna be a mom!" Jackson cheers, jumping around the from as I sit there was the stick in my hand. Pregnant it said.  I felt my whole world come crashing down as I kept re-reading the one word on it. He took the stick out of my hand and ran out of the room. Two minutes later, I heard Leila's blood curdling screams for the basement as I assume he showed her the stick. I don't think I've blinked for the past five minutes. My stomach felt like it was gonna drop out of my butt and my head felt like it was spinning. All I wanted to do was throw myself down some stairs and take care of the problem at hand.

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"Mr. Yankerine?!" I yell over and over, running around the house. Once I get to his room, I find a dark silhouette sitting in a chair, illuminated by the moonlight. Walking closer, I find a light switch and turn it on. My screams were present a few second later as I see a pool of blood under the chair and Mr. Yankerine dead. Hearing footsteps behind me, an arm wraps around my waist and the other over my mouth.

"I'm here to rescue you, princess." Jackson whispers in my ear, his hot breath sending chills down my spine. I stand in silence, as my worst nightmare comes true and I'm left with my psychotic brother holding me against my will again. He moves the arm around my waist onto my belly, rubbing it gently. "And now, we can try for a family again with no interruptions." He smiles against the skin on my neck. My lip quivers as my legs tremble with fear and I feel my stomach drop. Please just let him kill me this time.

He started to undo my jeans, throwing me on the bed before. As he was continuing to rape me, he started to hum which soon turned into singing. "But the cat came back, the very next day. Oh the cat came back, they thought he was a goner. But the cat came back, just couldn't stay awayyy~" I knew this song only because our mother used to sing me to sleep with this song. "Get it, Catherine? Because you always come back to me." He chuckles, finishing in me and getting of of me. He pulls up his pants and walks over to the doorway. "I'll get your things. Meet me downstairs in five."

"Kill me." I whisper, talking to whatever higher power that can grant my wish. Just let me die.