Too Bad For Her Own Good

Chapter 6

I've been walking around this new neighborhood for a good hour now, exploring the identical streets. The houses were all exactly the same; same color, same shudders, same perfectly groomed green grass. Same space in the front yard, same white picket fence surrounding the back yard. Everything was all exactly the same.

And it was driving me absolutely mad.

I was in a horrible mood, frustrated at myself for feeling the way I do, and even more confused as to why I feel this way. I was Katherine Emerald, and I always had an answer to everything. I was frustrated at Logan for starting this whole thing, he couldn't have just kept his hands to himself now, could he?

I want to scream, at anyone really. Tell them to give me my life back, the one where I was content being alone in my house. The one where I was content sleeping all day and studying all night. And the one without Logan Chambers.

How many streets could this neighborhood possibly have? Every single turn I make leads me to the same street with a different name. The problem is, I was too busy sulking to look at which street our house was on. I could only look for Logan's big black truck, hopefully still sitting in the driveway of our new... home.

But sadly, another half and hour passes and there's no luck. In fact, I'm even more lost. I haven't repeated a single street name yet that I'm aware of, and that's certainly a lot of streets. A few cars drive by, but I duck my head away at every single one. If its Alice, or Hunter, I don't know what I'd do. I need to prepare and come up with a strong game plan for how I'm going to react to them at school tomorrow. I can do that tonight. I suddenly feel a pang in my head, the beginning of a serious migraine. Not only do I need to find a way out of this life, but I need to find out how to live in it for the time being.

I realize that it's also getting darker, it's about 7 now and the sun is just starting to set. I would admire the beauty, but I'm too busy at the moment. Mere seconds after I almost give up and plop myself down on the street, a sadly familiar black truck pulls up next to me.

The windows are down, and I can here the anger in his voice.

"Get in the car." I see him reach over and fumble with the door, he must be unlocking it.

I don't say anything, just keep walking in the direction that he is driving, hoping its the way home.

"Katherine. Get in the car. Now." His tone is demanding, and the harshness that always seeps through his words doesn't wait to send a tingle of fear down my spine. I continue walking, relishing and hiding behind the bravery I've recently felt about the one and only Logan Chambers.

"Katherine." He says softer this time, and I almost look back, almost. But I don't, I continue staring straight ahead at the beautiful sunset that Mr. Asshole is ruining.

"I will come out and get you and forcibly put you in this car." He slows his truck down, looking over at me with waiting eyes. I know he's telling the truth, he had no problem forcing me upstairs, and to avoid myself further trouble I walk over to the passenger side and hop in.

Without even a glance at his beautiful features, I continue to look out the window, avoiding every possible aspect of him.

We drive about the streets for a bit, before pulling out onto a main road, one that I know doesn't lead to our picture perfect home.

"Where are we going?" I ask with simplicity.

"Your house. You need shit right?" He looks over at me, a new emotion that I can't read covering his face.

"I thought we were going tomorrow?"

"We'll what would you like to wear to school tomorrow Katherine? Are you going in the nude? Yeah?"