Jerome's POV:
It didn't take much to threaten Silver into keeping this from Theo, she was worse than Kat when it came to being scared of things, I mean she agreed as soon as I even glanced in her direction. I was going to take Katerina back and make her see that I am better for her than they are. I mean she'll be practically begging me to come home.
"Well, you can tell your uncle that I am going out to invite a special someone to the charity event tonight." Tonight was my big night! I'm finally going to make my mark on the town and Kat's gonna be there, I'll make sure she's gonna be there.
"I-I" Silver was a stuttering mess.
"Do it or it won't just be the cheerleaders' faces I slash into hm?" With that, she nodded vigorously and scurried down the hall like the little rat she is. I was aware that she was playing me, that she was going to tell Theo exactly what was happening but he can't do anything to stop me anyway.
I grabbed my gun, entering Barbra's room and looking through her closet in an attempt to find a dress for Kat tonight. I took a guess of what she would wear and found a cute black dress I'm sure she'd look hot in. It was short and lacy and I could picture her florescent hair flowing down the back of it effortlessly. I found a random pair of black shoes on the floor an chucked them in a bag, not really sure what to get for girls going to fancy events. Plus she wouldn't have nearly enough time to get one before tonight. See I could totally be a great boyfriend! She doesn't know what she's missing. The only thing she would need is a teeny bit of insanity and by the way things were going she wasn't too far off.
I made my way to the garage and stole one of Theo's cars, not caring about how much I crashed it on the way out. I mean have you seen how rich the guy is? I sped down the main road, not slowing down even slightly until I reached the millionaire kid's house. Boy were they in for a surprise!
The mansion came into view and I wasted no time in 'properly' parking the car, letting it hitting rails and whatever else. I hopped out of the now trashed hunk of metal, twirling my gun around my finger, throwing the bag with her dress in it over my shoulder and jogging up the front stairs. My knuckles connected with the fancy wood door in the rhythm of a jingle I'd heard on an ad this morning. What was that even for again? I think it was for one of those exercise machines? Maybe I should get one of those...
"Hey there! I believe you are the butler? I brought gifts!" My thoughts were cut short as I greeted the man cheerily.
"Jerome-" He reached to grab something but I pointed my gun at him, freezing him in his tracks.
"Guilty." I retorted, bored of the conversation. "A little birdy told me you are keeping my snow globe on a shelf?" I asked walking him into the house, kicking the door behind me. "That simply will not do." I added, leaning right into his face before pulling back.
"Miss Ferdine passed away multiple weeks ago." He lied, his face stone cold.
"You know I woulda believed ya!" I exclaimed, pushing him onto a chair where I began to tie him up at gun point. "But I've already come in and payed my Kitty Kat a visit. Your security really stinks! I mean I didn't even have to try that hard!" I now paced in front of him.
"We are helping her." He spoke, a desperate attempt to achieve... I honestly had no idea what he planned to achieve with this. "She is somewhere you won't find her." He spat with a venomous tone.
"Be careful pal, rumour has it I don't have much patience, and when I get bored I just love inviting more people to the party! How about Bruce?" I asked tauntingly.
"Bruce isn't here." He replied.
"No, no, he's with Silver isn't he? Oh dear little Silver, one call to her and she'll stab him right through the skull." My voice lowered to a low rumble.
"She wouldn't." He accused and of course she wouldn't, the girl was as delicate as a leaf.
"Oh she most definitely would." I grinned, kneeling in front of him so we were eye to eye. "Now tell me, where are you keeping my dear Katerina?" I asked, the taunting tone vanished from my voice.
"I will not allow you to harm her. You've done enough." He retorted, his eyes challenging me.
"Oh you won't allow it? Tell me, who's making the rules around here?" I stood back up and looked down at him. "Apparently you're doing more damage than I ever did." I added, chuckling.
"She is where she is for her own good." He tried to desperately defend his actions. "You made her like that, a danger to herself."
"Now I may not have treated her as well as I should have but at least I didn't mask my cruelty with kindness." I spat at him, bored of his petty attempts to redeem himself. "Now if you don't mind me." I placed a small invitation in his lap and took a suspicious looking key that had been clipped to his belt that I only assumed open the cellar. "I have a game of hide and seek to win."
With that waltzed through on of the doorways, trying to find some entry way to the cellar as Silver had explained it. "Don't you dare hurt her!" The butler warned and I turned back to him, laughing immensely.
"Oh I won't hurt her! I can't have her all busted up for the charity event can I? You will all be there won't you? And you wouldn't dare tell anyone, considering everything ya know?" I shrugged. "Well, I'm just gonna go invite her in person. I'm just a gentleman like that." I skipped down the various hallways until I found a doorway that was slightly out of place. I pushed on it and sure enough it opened to descending stairs.
I heard a wince from somewhere down the stairs and my eyes widened at the sound that was obviously from her. I saw her before she saw me, she was huddled innocently in the corner, her usually vibrant hair in a tangled mess and her face a ghostly pale tone. She looked to be talking to someone, but obviously she was alone in the cell like room.
"Oh Kitty Kat what on earth have they done to you." I mumbled to myself shaking my head and looking at her small frame fondly.
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