-Katie's P.O.V-
I decided to go and get some air, I needed to go shopping anyway. We had no food at the house and I couldn't just eat chocolate cake. I grabbed my bag and some money and walked out the door. As I walked down the steps I had a message from Jaymi.
'Hi babe! Hope you aren't missing me too much ;) Remember Olly is at the flat so if you need some company just go and see him ok?'
'No of course I am missing you! But thanks, I will probably need some company :('
Jaymi didn't reply so I assumed they had gone to the radio station now. I was fifteen minutes away from the supermarket so I plugged in my headphones and walked along the pavement, humming along to the music echoing in my ears. I suddenly bumped into something, or someone. I looked up and it was Olly, I was so happy to see him!
"Olly!"
I greeted him with a slight squeal and a tight hug. He gasped for breath and I took that as a hint to release him.
"Oh my god Katie, you frightened me to death! You okay?"
"Yeah I'm good actually, just missing George"
I pulled a sad face and looked up at Olly who was just smiling at me,
"Well how about you come over ours tonight and we can have a movie marathon or something, take your mind of everything"
"Yeah sure, it should be fine, what time should I come over?"
"Half seven? You can stay over too, we will go somewhere for breakfast and go shopping tomorrow if you want?"
"So you are watching chick flicks with me, taking me for breakfast and shopping?!"
"If you want then yes"
"You're the best Olly, see you later"
I gave Olly a quick kiss on the cheek before walking into the supermarket.
-Olly's P.O.V-
I remember how I felt the first time Jaymi had to go on tour. Like a piece of me was missing, I didn't know what to do with myself and I just felt alone. I wanted to make sure Katie didn't feel like this, and if she did then help her. Jaymi told me about everything she had been through and I wanted to show her I would always be here for her. Also she was just amazing to be around, and I loves her to pieces, one of my best friends definitely.
-Katie's P.O.V-
I wandered around the supermarket, picking up whatever food looked good. Most of it being the unhealthiest stuff on the planet. Once I had grabbed all the food I needed, I walked to the freezer section prepared to eat a load of Ben and Jerry's later. I turned the corner to walk down the supermarket aisle when I saw someone I didn't ever want to see again. My dad. I tried to turn around swiftly without attracting any attention. I pulled my trolley around, quickly dodging the freezer doors. I escaped the aisle but managed to hit over a basket of doritos as I looked over my shoulder to check if the coast was clear. A few people poked their heads round the corner to check everything was ok, I looked around trying to see if my Dad was one of them. He was. I avoided eye contact and hoped he hadn't recognised me, I wasn't battered or bruised how I normally was when I was still living at their house. I struggled to my feet and grabbed hold of the handle on the trolley, I tried walking away before someone grabbed my wrist and spun me round. Obviously it was my Dad.
"Who would have thought I would see my slut of a daughter out shopping entirely on her own, with no one to protect her" He slyly said, hissing into my ear. A cold shiver flowed down my spine as he loosened his grip, but didn't hesitate to drag me out of the store. My breathing had rapidly increased, this was a man I hoped I would never see again in my life. The only man I wanted right now was George, but I knew that couldn't happen, and right now I was completely vulnerable. My so called Dad threw me into an alley, but I managed to keep my balance and stay on my feet. He closed the gate so no one on the street could see whatever he was about to do. He brought himself up to me, his face far too close to mine. His pupils were dilated, probably due to the vast amount of alcohol he had consumed within the last twenty four hours. Using only one hand he grabbed both of my wrists and used the other to clasp my neck. I winced in pain as he pushed my wrists further against the rough brick wall, probably causing a number of cuts to appear. He whispered to me,
"If you weren't so dumb, maybe you would have realised that me and your mother don't want you around, and that means you don't ever come any where near us, but you were too stupid, weren't you?"
My only reply was a quiet moan as he clasped my neck tighter. I could feel my lungs closing up as I desperately tried to gain a breath, but my Dad's tight grip was something I couldn't fight against.
"WEREN'T YOU?!" My dad repeated, obviously wanting me to suffer by his actions. Even if I wanted to reply in hope he would stop, I couldn't. His grip was too much and my lungs were too tight, I didn't even have enough breath to moan at the pain he was causing, instead silent screams were all that escaped my dry mouth.
