No Rules

Chapter 9

Kaite's POV*

For one to be so perfectly imperfect surprised me, how could someone so caring be so evil, how could one so strong and brave be too delicate to even brush upon them without a single fracture to puncture their perfect structure. But isn't that easy enough to answer? I myself am a living example of disaster, appearing to be confident on the outside, and nothing but crumbling stones that form a thin wall bound to break any day on the inside. With each word that left his lips chipped away at the small stones in my wall, not because I was afraid or angry but because I felt sad, not for myself but for the man sitting in front of me. Most of his life had been a lie, one person he thought could be trusted was torn away due to the cruelty of human fault. Because he took the blame for one person that mattered to him. My only question out of it all is, did he care for her? Is that why he took the blame upon himself, was it love that made him drive where only trouble could lie?

Coming out of my deep thoughts I realize I have moved myself right beside Harry, his head his hung low and he holds his wrists as if picturing the wounds on himself. I'm more interested in this then I should be, but she is my best friends brothers girlfriend after all.

"What happened to her, why did she have the blood... everywhere?" I look away when asking this question, just the thought of every possibility makes me feel sick. Harry sighs heavily facing me hoping to meet my eyes but I don't grant him his wish and pretend I don't notice him looking.

"Well, Mike kept calling me after I left his apartment but I wouldn't answer so he finally decided to leave a message." As he thinks over what's about to be said I see pain flash in his eyes, but I let him continue.

"When I got her back to my apartment I set her down and checked my messages. Long story short, he was drunk and she pissed him off so he tied her to his bed until I came, and when I came he cut the ropes off of her and went to deep. That's why she was bleeding." He's lying, I can tell by the way his eyes search the small bathroom, but maybe its because what really happened was too painful to hear, or to tell.

"Did you love her?" Before I can stop myself, the words leave my mouth. I quickly put my hand over it but its too late. Slowly I look over not wanting to have hurt him, but instead of seeing a frown I'm greeted with a small smile.

"Don't you think there has been enough drama for one day?" He pulls his phone out of his pocket looking at the time, "it's 9:30, oh and look at this a good morning text from mum. Everyone's up early today."

And with that it was like this conversation never happened. Harrys stands up reaching his arm out to help me up. Slowly I grab his hand slightly confused at why he wouldn't just answer my question and instead leave me here in a puddle of questions.

Seconds later I am once again left to fall back into my thoughts, resting my elbows on the bleached white sink that Amy insists we must keep as shiny as possible. Every time the thing gets cleaned Holly makes the same joke; "That thing is brighter than your future, Kaite." Speaking of Holly, where the hell did she go? The last time I remember seeing her was when we sat at that tiny table.

A small knock on the door beside me snaps me out of my daze, when I look in front of me I almost jump at the mess of a girl in the picture frame. Then I realize that its just me. Before I open the door I pull back my hair with the black elastic that is constantly wrapped around my wrist, and try my best to cover up the small dark circles under my blue eyes. It's no use, one night of bad sleep and this is what happens.

"Hey bitch, you cant always hog the damn bathroom, haul your ass out of there." Another round of obnoxious knocks are heard from the door, and with that tone of voice and language I already know that Holly is back.

I open the door with a sigh, only to be face to face with one of the last people I want to see at the moment. Holly stands there, hands on hips, foot tapping impatiently against the hardwood floor. With an evil smirk plastered onto her sinful lips.

"Who's the hottie outside? Not another one of your man friends is it?" She crosses her arms trying to hold back a smile.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I try not to sound rude but at times like this its almost impossible. Flicking a black strand of hair off of her shoulder she moves in closer trying to get into the bathroom.

"Actually I would, you know me too well Kat." God damn, she better not know about Anthony or she's dead.

"Don't Holly, now is not a good time for that." I try to push past her but she pushes me back a little, rolling my eyes I cross my arms mimicking her.

"You still pissed that your little lover boy found someone as pretty as Ericka, and left you? By the way, why is she here without him?" Thank God she doesn't know, that still doesn't change the fact that I would give anything to slap her right now. But naturally my rage takes over and I take two steps closer, then scrunch my nose at the smell of last nights liquor on her breath.

"Do you know how selfish you are? First you leave me at the club, then you don't come home for I don't know a week! And when you finally decide to get back here you're half drunk, and completely oblivious to the fact that Anthony left to war! So here you are acting like everything is going amazing while everyone around you is obviously crushed!" Holly takes a step back, that nasty smile gone from her perfectly structured face. I kind of feel bad for yelling at her, but the only way to get this girl to listen is to be harsh.

"Uh... sorry I guess, could I just use the shower now?" There is only a hint of emotion behind her voice that I cant quite make out.

"Yea, whatever." I move out of the way, and head back into the living room hearing only the small thud of the bathroom door closing.

When I walk out I see Amy and that guy Luke sitting at the edge of the couch staring up at me quietly.

"Was I that loud?" I try to make a joke out of the situation, as always trying to be the one to save the day, but none of them crack a smile.

Amy looks down pinching the bridge of her small nose, blonde hair shielding her eyes from me. Luke looks toward me, as I stand with confusion clear on my face. Looking around the room I notice that Ericka is gone.

"So uh, where's Ericka?" Amy nudges Lukes' shoulder, making him exhale deeply. "Hey earth to the crazy blonde couple, what happened?" I'm starting to get anxious now and nether of them will tell me what's going on.

Luke bites the corner of his lip where I notice a lip ring sits, and begins to speak, "Well um she left, and we don't exactly know where she is." I let out a sigh of relief.

"Ok that's not so bad, what are you guys stressing over?" I take a seat across from the two and kick my feet up. But apparently Luke wasn't done talking.

"That's not all, Harry is gone too Kaite, and their together." Suddenly the breath of relief I let out if gone and I cant breath at all, I'm not sure why, or how this new information bothered me, but it did. And im starting to wish I didn't let Luke finish speaking.