desperate addictions

Chapter 3: First day of snow

       It was the beginning of December. The first day of snow. It fell across the ground creating a sea of white. Catherine starred outside the window. She put her palm against the cold glass and felt the shiver run down her spin. She watched as a black car pulled up to the front of the house. A tall man stepped out and began talking to her father who was standing impatiently on the front door steps. She turned around and looked around her room. She began to think, It was so much different from when I was a little girl. I guess that what happens when you grow up. At the age of seventeen you would never had pictured this is how your life would end up. I'm no different than anyone else, im still human. So why was I treated so different why did I have to leave. But apart of me didn't want to go, I didn't want to change, But this pain...Father....Mother.. and...no. I said shaking my head, this is all because of him every single thing was because of him no one else.

        "He just trying to get rid of you, He wants to get rid of us ,you cant let that happen... You know what happens when we're gone, All the bad things come out and then your left alone again". Catherine flinched at the thought she didn't understand why she was going, 'Nothing was wrong...right?"

She knew late November that her father was sending her away. It's started after Margret found her outside on the roof heading towards the edge. She doesn't remember why she went up there but she does remember the stars were so much clearer and how much closer she was to them it felt as if she could almost touch them. The last thing she does remember was the soft voice.

          "Keep going just a little more and you can touch them, you can be with them just a few more steps I promise..."said Aquarius whispering in her ear. Her father was tired of her she knew he hated her, he couldn't even look at her. Sometimes he would yell at her for simple things and then other times he would compare her to his lost wife. Just the thought of her broke Catherine into pieces and for him to even think of her to even speak her name. Catherine was just another reminder another thing he hated and he had to live with her. Catherine left her thoughts when she heard a light knock on the door.
        "Miss your father is waiting for you downstairs it's time to go". Margaret said opening the door to her room. "I'm gonna miss you Catherine you might not miss me but I am really gonna miss you; I know you can get through this and when you get back I will be here waiting for you" Margret walked over to her and gave her the last hug she would feel for a long time.Catherine walked to her bed and grabbed her suitcase it was very light Margret said that your not allowed to bring a lot of stuff . she said that they will provide me with the rest of my belonging at that hellish place. Catherine looked around her room one last time. Her eyes wondered across her room she looked at the painting on the walls she then starred at the fireplace at the center of the wall and looked at the pictures sitting on top. A slight pain grew in her stomach but she brushed the feeling off. She didn't know when she will be back or if she ever would return. Catherine headed downstairs and walked to the main door. Her father was standing in front of the door looking at the snow fall. He stood there very firm tapping his foot. He was a businessman always wore a suit and always gave the same look everyday. Can't blame him in his mind his company first before anything. Catherine came from behind him and headed towards the car not caring to give her father a glance. the tall man grabbed her suitcase and put it into the trunk. Catherine held onto the the handle of the door she paused as she turned to see her father staring back at her. His eyes were harsh like coal. He gave the same look he gave that night...It was all to familiar this was him getting rid of me.

          "He doesn't care about you. You should just run...yes. run? RUN CATHERINE RUN" Aries shouted in her ear. Catherine wanted to run but it was like her body was stuck, the door opened and The tall man gestured her to get inside. She turned one last time to face her father. He held his posture straight his voice rash "This is for the better" He then turned and walked into the house closing the large door behind him. She sat inside the car leaning against the cold window watching as the house she grew up in slowly disappeared in the distance. This house was were she laughed and smiled the most. she thought back to a time where she was playing in the garden. she went to grab a rose but she managed to somehow cut herself on one of the thorns. She thought about the pain and the small drop of blood coming out from the tip of her finger. How sweet it felt. How the pain felt good. She wished she was that little girl again sitting in the garden holding that rose. Now she sitting in a car leaving this home that held nothing but sorrow and misery in the walls, and heading to who knows where. but what she does know is that her friends warn her, they warn her of all the bad things. Catherine leaned back closing her eyes soon to fall asleep.