Bad Kitty

Chapter# 15

A/N: Hey guys! So yes, I tried something new in this chapter. Archer's PoV. LE GASP! It's small but it's something. I thought it might help me advance with the story in a more better manner. And I hope you guys think the same. Lemme know your thoughts by commenting!

Dedication to @UnknownMA 

ENJOY!

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Archer Theron.

She freezes as I say that and the anger from her eyes drain away. I feel helpless as I watch her squeeze her eyes shut, as if to stop the tears. I stay silent, not letting go of her shoulders and slightly leaning forward.

"What do you expect me to do, Archer?" Her words come out so broken; so tired for a simple high school student. "I-I can't just wait here. I can't wait to lose another person.... I can't let Ian lose another person...."

I feel my heart sink at the pain on her face. At the horror of going through it all again. I might not know her story, I might not understand her but her eyes spoke volumes of the misery she wanted to let go. I hear the Keith guy clear his throat behind me but I slowly pull Katherine to myself, letting her bury her face in my chest as I murmur to her to take deep breaths. I could see from her expression earlier how she even despised the fact that she had cried in front of me so I didn't want her vulnerability showing in front of anyone else.

I lightly stroke her back, ignoring the fact that my heart is racing a hundred miles per second due to the physical interaction since clearly not the right time to be thinking about this.

Damn these teenage hormones.

I breathe in her scent, my mind whirling to find any possible solution to help her out with.

"Where is Ian?" The burly guy asks from behind. He seems like he is in his mid thirties with a proper beard and dangerous looking tattoos covering his exposed arms. His simple dress up gives him a more intimidating look, his face set in a grim expression, frozen to not let any emotion leak out.

Such gangsta look much wow.

"At school." Katherine murmurs against my chest, her voice muffled but audible enough to emit a nod from him. I shiver slightly from the effect of her talking right against me and curse myself for doing so when she pulls away. Her cheeks carrying more color than normal, making her look like an innocent fierce cat.

Get it? Cat? Kat? Kitty? Wow, Portia is right; I make lame jokes when under pressure.

"I need to do something. Anything." She says, not looking at either one of us but focusing instead on the floor, her mind lost in memories I can't touch.

"Your boy here can get him from the school whilst you and I go and get her somehow, alright?" his voice gentle and his eyes soft as he stares at her with a fatherly gaze. She nods simply and they both start discussing what to do, Kat's voice stumbling at the mention of her mother every time.

"Is calling the police out of question?" I ask, receiving incredulous looks from both of them. Keith looks at me like I just puked up on myself. I back away, putting up my hands. "Jeez, okay. I just thought maybe legally it would be easier."

"If it was, I won't be sitting here." Katherine snaps at me, the cold mask she usually has on back on her face. It scares me a bit how she can slip it on. I simply nod, hearing them plan how to do whatever they are planning to do.