Chapter Seven *Lisa's Point of View*

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Chapter Seven

*Lisa's Point of View*

After I gave Emily her cup of water I returned downstairs, where my mother was waiting for me for an explanation of why I was covered in blood and to whom the blood belonged.

"Okay Lisa. What happened?"

I hesitated.

"Uh, well... You see... I was walking outside, and I heard screaming. It was coming from Emily's house, and then I saw her father leave. I went up to check on her and see if she was alright. Mom... I-you will be dumbfounded by how I found her... She was bound by tape, and her shirt and bra were cut off. She had deep gashes all over her chest and stomach. She was covered in blood, and her father had poured alcohol all over her cuts, too... It was so bad..."

"Lisa honey... You're sure?"

"Yes mom. He was drinking when he left, too..."

"Well we can't let her stay there. I will see if she wants to stay here. Come on, I'm going to go up and talk to her."

*Time Fastforwards: Lynne is speaking with Emily* *Emily's Point of View*

"Well Emily, I've decided that you will be staying with us for a while. I'm not sure how long, but for the moment I'm not letting you go back to your father. I see Katherine has already gathered some of your things for you to stay a while, so I'll let you guys settle down. I'll be downstairs if you need me."

With that she left us to our own.
Katherine pulled me into her lap, stroking my hair softly, humming a tune that was unfamiliar to me.

I closed my eyes, snuggling into her while pulling my arms in, holding them together under me.

Letting Katherine's angelic voice and sweet scent calm me, I let all my thoughts go, clearing my mind.

We stayed like that for what seemed like a lifetime when the door burst open, showing an angry Christina.

"So Katherine, would you like to explain why you and Lisa are covered in blood? She said come ask you."

Katherine sat up, keeping me in her arms, holding me even closer.

Hm... I didn't realise she had layed down.

"Lisa and I saved Emily's life. If we weren't covered in blood, she still would be, dead on her bedroom floor. Why do you even care, Chris?"

Suddenly I was yanked up out of Katherine's embrace to my feet, Christina yanking up my sleeves. A look of confusion filled her face before realisation and anger replaced it. She pulled my hoodie up, fighting against my struggles, seeing all of my bandaged injuries.

She scoffed.

"I can see why. What, did you not find cutting your wrists to be good enough anymore? Freaking attention seeker..."

She dropped my hoodie, walking away from me before continuing.

"Kath I care because you've changed since you've been around her. She's a bad influence on you, and I don't like that! You're a completely different person around her."

Katherine looked extremely furious.

"Emily is NOT an attention seeker!! That comment was totally uncalled for! I "changed" because I care about Emily and only want the best for her! I'm a completely different person around her because I- b-because I truly just want her to be okay and want the best for her... I think you need to give us some space, Christina..."

Shaking her head, Christina left, leaving me curled up in a ball on the floor and Katherine fuming on the edge of the bed.

No matter how hard I tried the only things I could focus on were the throbbing of my entire body and the humiliation that was filling me.

"Em..."

I couldn't bring myself to look at her.

"Emily..?"

I felt gentle arms wrap around me, pulling me up.

Looking up I saw that I was yet again face to face with Katherine.

"You... You stuttered, when you were explaining why you acted different around me. I could tell that what you told Christina wasn't the only reason why... Can-can you tell me why you really act different?" I said tentatively, afraid of what she would say.

Focusing my sight on her, I realised she was biting her lip, staring down at me.

I gulped, staring back into her eyes, trying to push the thoughts of how much more beautiful she was when she bit her lip out of my mind, but it seemed to be impossible.

"Em, I... I think it would be much easier to show you..."

I squeezed my eyes shut, anxious, as my breathing quickened. I could feel Katherine slightly moving, when all of a sudden.....

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