Chapter Nineteen

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Katherine's P.O.V

I've been here for a week and I'm seriously debating is Tyler's gonna come for me or not.

Most of my time I spend in my room, I have access to almost every thing except the camera room where I can contact the outside world. Max has been making me train with the rest of his 'warriors'.

He says I should learn to defend myself against the world. I had to bite my tongue from saying 'Aren't you the world that screwed me over?'

I guess its good cause he will teach me to fight and I'll fight my way out of this place. We have been doing some intense stuff and my thighs and stomach are slowly becoming toned. I always had a flat stomach but now its transforming into a well built stomach.

Its currently about 2 in the morning and I'm busy knocking the crap out of the poor punching bag.

I normally come here when I can't sleep or just really need to let some anger out.

My knuckles were currently purple and black but I didn't care.

If he care about me, he would of came to save me.

Punch.

Or at least try.

Punch.

And I actually feel for a piece of crap like that!

Punch.

What was I thinking?

Punch.

He's just like every other assholes-i mean boys out there.

Punch.
Punch
Punch.
Kick.
Punch.
Punch.
Kick.

"If you gonna kick that punching bag one more time its properly gonna fall of its chains." I turn around so fast, I loose my balance and fall on my butt.

Great going Katherine! Embarrass yourself in front of this hottie!

"Wow. I didn't mean to give you a fright."

He chuckles and walks over, he stretches a hand out and I happily take it and he pulls me up like I'm made of paper.

"Its okay. Its just no ones normally awake at this part of the night, or even come to the gym...."

I trail of feeling like a idiot for babbling.

"Yeah. I was going to some thing to drink when I heard some serious banging coming from the gym. I looked in and saw this beautiful blonde that was busting the ass of the punching bag."

We walk over to the benches and sit.

"May I ask, but what did it ever do to you other than stand there or maybe be in your way a few times."

He's green eyes hold amusement, but I can't help the small smirk that appears on my face.

"Well I guess I was in a very bad mood today and it decided it wanted to be in my way. So it deserved what it got."

I laugh lightly at the end.

"Well I can't blame you any more, but you can throw some serious punches for a girl."

"Well I learnt from my mistakes."

My mind drifts back to that night I got taken and my anger shoots through my body.

"And I will never make that damn mistake about being helpless again."

I think Caleb noticed the change in me and changes the subject.

I'm greatfull.

"Well did you notice that both of us start our sentences with well?"

I think about it and notice its true.

"Well I think well is a well enough word."

We both laugh at my lame joke.

"I guess our wells defines how 'well' we are cause my 'well' is seriously fucked."

"Well I guess mines fucked too."

We share a warm smile and I notice how close we sitting, so I get up and walk over to the window and look out at the slightly misted dark morning.

"You know I haven't seen the outside world or even heard anything from them but to be honest I don't even miss it. I guess the world was so corrupt that when I got taken it wasn't such a bad thing. But I do miss my best friend, a lot actually."

Tears sting the back of my eyes and I swallow the lump in my throat. I'm not that same weak girl that will cry in front of anyone or even show any sign if weakness.

"Why don't I walk you back to your room. I guess we all have to be up early tomorrow. You will need your energy and I promise you will see your best friend again."

I couldn't help the childish part that came out.

"Promise?"

I said as I held my pinkie out to him.

He laughs and connects he's pinkie with mine.

"Promise."

He walks me back to my room. I take a hot shower and jump into my bed. Within 5 minutes i was in a deep sleep, but couldn't stop the images of my mother dying from coming in my head. It got so bad that I got up and just sat on my bed.

I have to make a plan to go and visit my mother tomorrow, maybe even borrow some money from Max. No! Then he will know my one weakness and could use her against me.

I sat on my bed and kept thinking about my plan, until I eventually feel asleep leaning against my wall uncomfortably.

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