"You like that Katie?"
I open my eyes, and standing over me is… Phil... I think... but it's not... his face is like a cat’s, the whiskers standing out on his pale, sweaty face. And his hair... it’s grown much longer. His one hand is firmly grasped on my breast, the other reaching for his pants. How the hell did this happen?
"Get the fuck off!" I yell, attempting to kick him.
"Freak!”
Phil pulls a cloth out of his pocket, and my vision fades into blackness.
* * *
I open my eyes, and light streams through a window… My bedroom window. I have no recollection of the events of last night, but the pains shooting through my body aren’t a good sign. My gaze wanders over to my clock, and my clock reads 14:00.
“It’s too late to bother with classes” I mutter as the drugs pull me under their spell once again.
* * *
“Katie… Katie!” I jolt awake to see my mum’s worried face hovering above me.
“Mum?” I whisper, barely audible.
“Oh darling, I was so worried about you! Phil carried you home, and he said you’d stopped by for a quick visit and passed out on his couch. You have such wonderful friends! Are you feeling alright? Let me take your temperatu-”
“Mum… really… I’m fine…”
“Are you sure?”
Something inside me knows I need to tell her, but I can’t… At least not now.
“Yeah.”
“Well if you’re feeling alright, school starts in an hour. I let you sleep through yesterday, but not today missy!” mum says with a smile and leaves my room.
I stumble towards my closet, and a sharp pain shoots through my leg, causing me to cry out
in pain. Somehow I manage to get ready and walk down the stairs. Mum insists I eat before I leave, but I can only stomach a bit of toast. Wordlessly I walk out the door, dreading the day before me.
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Damned If I Do Ya, Damned If I Don't
FanfictionAfter being bullied for several years, Katie finally transfers schools. She makes friends and she's finally happy for once. But wait... did he just meow?
