<P>Chapter Sixx.</P>
<P>Kaylee.</P>
<P>''Kaylee! Kaylee, <STRONG>STOP</STRONG>! Stop it RIGHT NOW!!'' I felt someone grab me from behind. I was lifted off of Lizzie's unconcious body.</P>
<P>It was our gardener Alec, who pulled me off. </P>
<P>''Alec?'' I asked,</P>
<P>He nodded, he eyed me as if he didn't know me. Hmm, well he didn't I guess.</P>
<P>''Let me go.'' I told him.</P>
<P>''Are you going to kill me?'' Alec asked sarcasticly.</P>
<P>I frowned. ''Alec, please release my daughter and get back to your job.'' I heard my father's deep, firm voice say. Alec let me go at once and quickly left the courtyard to do whatever the hell it was that he did.</P>
<P>I turned to see my father standing by the door to his study. He had to have seen the whole thing. And he just let me do that to Lizzie? Did he know?</P>
<P>''Get cleaned up. Dinner will be ready soon.'' He said as he walked back into his study.</P>
<P>I walked into the house. Pictures on the wall haunted me. My mothers smile..</P>
<P>I missed her so much. My heart ached as memories of her came flooding back.</P>
<P>I closed my eyes and imagined her smell, her soft black hair, her warm brown eyes..</P>
<P>I sighed and walked into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror, I was a mess.</P>
<P>My hair was sticking up in different directions from Lizzie's hands. I had a deep scratch the went through my eyebrow. Dumb bitch. My hands were bloody. My knuckles were busted wide open. They stung and my own blood was gushing out.</P>
<P>I ripped the bottom of my shirt and wrapped it around the hand that the worst. I hissed in pain as the cloth rubbed against the wound. I ran the other hand under water, that hurt too.</P>
<P>After I was done washing my cuts, I walked into my old room. It looked like it hadn't been touched at all. But I didn't really pay attention to it. I didn't need any more memories haunting me.</P>
<P>I found new clothing. My father must have sent out our maid, Edna to buy new clothing for me. I pulled out a plain-white t-shirt and stripped of the one I had on. I pulled on a pair of jean shorts that stopped above my mid theigh. I ran a brush through my long dark hair.</P>
<P>There was a knock at the door, ''Miss Scott?'' </P>
<P>''Come in.'' I said.</P>
<P>Mariella, one of our maids, came in. ''Dinner is ready, Miss Scott.''</P>
<P>''Thank you. I'll be there in a moment.'' I said. She walked out.</P>
<P>I looked into the mirror. My first dinner with my father in four years.. Nope that won't be akward at all.</P>
