The Bad Boy Returns

Chapter 57: It Is What It Is

Kat's POV

As my heart pounds heavily in my chest, I cautiously take a seat grabbing on to the edge as if my life depended on it.
I can barely hear the words he said as I take a seat, the beating of my heart reaching my ears. It takes everything I have not to turn back and never come back.

I see him there, a lazy smirk on his face. He's always done that, like he is superior to everyone else in the room. As if he is somehow better.
Even though there is so much of him I recognize I see a whole other person that has been stuck below the surface until recently. It's like the reveal of what he'd done had only set him free to be who he has always been.

"I hear you want to talk...about your feelings." His condescending tone affecting my forced calm exterior. All he has to do is look at me and I want to bolt.

Forcing a deep breath, I clasp my eye shut for a moment, making myself look at him and smirk. I know if I don't force confidence during this talk I'll never make it. So that's what I do.

"Do you know what you did to me? How you ruined my life?" I have to stop myself from squirming underneath the pressure of his glare.

"You ruined my life too, you put me in jail. I had a life too and I was going places before you did this." His feeble attempt at playing the victim almost made me laugh, and would have if it didn't make me so indignant.

"Before I did this?! I don't care that you were the star athlete in the school! You deserve to be here and it's all your own doing. You don't get to blame me for anything."
My voice raising with each sentence that shoots from my lips. For the first time since I've known him he actually seems taken aback by what I said.

"Did you know that you were my first boyfriend? Ever." My head shakes from side to side. "This is what my entire relationship experience has been, this is all I've ever known about a relationship. Isn't that sad?" Once my thoughts and feelings started coming out I couldn't stop them. Although I didn't really want to.
"I did know that, that's why it was so easy to get into your pants and of course it was your boy who gave me all the information I needed, unknowingly of course." His lips curl into a sadistic grin his patronizing tone pushing me over the edge and without even thinking I stand up and my hand collides with his cheek.

Jane, the officer, shows up behind me, her hands gripping my shoulders while she drags me away from the table.
"He's done, lock him back up." She shout her orders before bringing me outside. I lean forward, both hands on my knees, feeling a wave of nausea hit me.
"I tried to do it," I took a big gulp of breath." But I couldn't.." I could barely finish my sentence.
"You don't have to okay. I know this is something you felt you had to do but you've done enough. Someone like that is never going to understand or care how this affected you. You only continue to hurt yourself by doing this." She places her hand on my back, smiling at me. I nod, knowing she is completely correct.
"You tried your best and you did great. Please go home and be with people that are worth your time." Her comforting smile calms me as she leads me to my car and she sends me off.
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Once I arrived back at my house I notice Shane's car still parked outside my house. My lips are pulled into a small grin as I make my way inside my house.

"Hey, are you okay? How'd it go?" Shane rushes over to my silent self and placed both of his hands on each side of my cheeks.
"It was horrible. It really was." He nods, letting me continue. "Still, I feel better. I mean right now I fell like crap but I also feel a small weight off of my shoulders." I give him a small smile, pushing myself closer to him. "Good. That's good." His breath hits my face, his head dropping down to be eye to eye with me.
I push up on my toes as I latch my lips onto his. His fingers hover over my back for a moment before he presses them into my skin, pulling me closer.
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