My Dark Past

Birthday Girl

I woke up soaked with sweat. It was still dark, I checked the alarm: eleven fifty five

What a strange dream! Who was this woman? What was she talking about? Why did she look so much like me? Was she my mother?

So many unanswered questions...

I went down to drink water. It was very dark, I opened the fridge door and took a glass, took a sip and that's when it started...

I felt excruciating pain in my chest... My heart, it burned! I cried in agony! In a second, my father was at my side already lifting me in his arms. I thought he was going to drive us to the hospital but to my amazement, he took me to his office, pushed over all his paper work and layed me down. His eyes filled with pity, he attached me to the table. I cried, I wept, I couldn't stand it...

I stayed hours screaming in pure agony. What have I done to endure this suffering? Then suddenly the pain began to calm down slowly and I heard my alarm ring from my room...

I could hear my alarm! But we cannot hear anything here from my room! I heard someone turn it off and enter the room where I was.

-Kat?

-What do you want? You left me burning for hours here!

-It was necessary, sweetie.

-No it wasn't! It wasn't necessary for you to attach me to this damn table! Free me!

-You are capable to do so Kat...

-FREE ME!

And I felt a terrible force in me. I broke the ropes easily and got up. I looked at my father and I was astonished to see the smile he had on the face and the terror that was in the depths of his eyes.

-Kat... You are beautiful. You look like your mother.

-Who is she, Christopher?

He approached me and opened one of the drawers of the desk and then he handed me a piece of glossy paper. I took it and saw the same woman that was in my dream... She was ravishing.

I raised my head and looked at my father. I climbed down calmly from the table, turned around and walked out of the office in the direction of my room. I couldn't stop staring at the picture of this beautiful young woman. And it was at this time that I noticed, my body had changed... I now had a look of a woman, a slender form and...

Ruby eyes!

My father appeared behind me.

-Aren't you beautiful?

I could not answer this question because in the mirror I could almost see the reflection of the woman who was in the picture except that she was much younger...

I left him in front of the mirror and went in my room, took a cold shower. I could not believe what had happened... It was necessary that I get out of here, I dressed up quickly putting on one of my "skinny jeans" and a t-shirt written "Watchu lookin' at?" and I got my boots, took my backpack and I was already on my way to school where I knew I would be able to forget everything...

Christopher's point of view

I would never have thought that she would confront this situation immediately. It made me think about her mother, the only woman who has charmed me with her strong character. Kat always reminded me of her mother with her innocent look and her fetish form.

I waited until she went to school before settling my affairs. I shouldn't have hid this from her during all these years but each thing in its time. It is the longest that I had lived in a country, I was still a little weakened bythe battle which was held in Houston, Texas. It was an unfair fight, one man against twenty. I knew very well that 'He' wanted me dead. It was necessary that I meet him, I did not know yet how but it was necessary.