Bad Kitty

Chapter# 9

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Katherine

Everything is a blur, I have an urge to laugh hysterically and giggles keep spilling from my mouth as I chug down another drink. I’m surrounded by people but I have no idea who they are, I keep talking to them about random stuff while they do the same. I’m about to grab another beer when someone’s hand slams down on my hand.

Rude much!

“Miller, I’ve been looking all over for you.” A familiar voice says but my eye sight is too blurry to point out the features.

“Well, you found me! Hallelujah!” I giggle slightly, raising my hands in the air and grinning widely.

“Come on, it’s late. I need to get you home.” The person grunts before grabbing my wrist and pulling me up from my seat.

“Hey hey hey……hey! Don’t be a buzz kill, mister.” I state, my voice slurred as I lean against the person to keep myself from falling and look up into his face.

“Kat!” One of the girls who was sitting beside me exclaims, looking at the lower torso of the person holding me. “Is that your cute butt guy?”

I have a cute butt guy? Who?

My eyes widen in shock before it morphs into excitement and I look back at the person, his features coming into focus now; the fluffy hair, the grey eyes and his askew glasses.

“Archer!”

“Cute butt guy?” Archer says, his face turned up in confusion which makes him look extremely cute. I giggle and nod making him look down at me with a look cross between horror and amusement. I keep looking at him with a grin when he suddenly lets out a surprised yelp and jumps away, behind him stand the girl I was earlier sitting with.

“You were right, he has a cute ass.” She says, giggling. “It’s fun squeezing it.”

“Wha-what t-the--?” Archer stammers, his cheeks darkening. The girl advances towards him once more but I step in her way, stopping her and giving her the best glare I could muster in my drunken state.

“Hey hey hey…..hey! His cute butt is mine; you don’t get to squeeze it more than once.”

“Ex-excuse me?!” comes the bewildered response of both the girl and Archer.

“You heard me.” I state, a slur still evident in my voice as I grab Archer and drag him away from the girl and out the bar. I smile at the manager, giving him a wink in process as he returns the gesture.

Once we are outside, Archer doesn’t stop and keeps walking towards his car while I walk behind him. His posture is stiff as he turns around to face me.

“What were you doing in a bar? You are seventeen, you aren’t even allowed in.” Archer is clearly angry and frustrated but I can’t help let out a chuckle.

“I’m Katherine Miller, Theron. You should already know what I was doing at a bar.” I respond. “And let me give you a hint, I wasn’t playing with dolls.”