wheres my happy ever after?

chapter 11

Hey guys sorry it took so long. This one is for Lauren because she has been bugging me to write it so thanks for the push. Please vote and comment thoughts, I really want to know what you guys think so far and maybe tell me where I’ve gone wrong. Thanks enjoy J

Katie’s pov

The next morning as I got ready for work i started to think about what I was doing with my life. I had been working at ‘a slice of temptation’ for 7 months now learning how to bake style and decorate cakes, cupcakes and tarts. I once made a vanilla cupcake with strawberry frosting and rainbow sprinkles on top for Nathan when I first started working. I laughed so hard at how he scrunched his nose up and the girly colours. We took a bite each and spat it straight back out, turns out I used salt instead of sugar. Opps! Ever since then he would call me is strawberry frosted cupcake or just cupcake. He was so amazing; he would make me laugh at times I wanted to give up on life. And after last night I finally feel like I can trust him, for once in my life I am comfortable in my own home. I’ve never been the type of person to openly discuss my feelings without force, but now. Well now I feel like I can.

“Hello? You gonna sit there and stare at yourself in the mirror or are you going to go to work cupcake?” Nathan says breaking me out of my day dream. I smile at the familiar comforting nickname and turn to give him a hug.

“Yes im going. I was just thinking, lost track of time” I say not wanting to break from his warm embrace.

“About what? Babe, please tell me you’re not thinking about me naked again. You have to go to work” he says, the humour evident in his voice, I pull away slightly and look up at him

“Ha-ha of coarse that’s what im thinking. I mean every girl in their right mind would sit here every day and think about your huge biceps, your rock hard flawless abs and your defined v line making its way down to your huge….”

Okay, okay” he says interrupting me “you need to go to work now before I call your boss saying you’re sick and keep you in bed all day doing and do imaginable things to you ” he laughs pulling me towards the door grabbing my coat handbag and his keys on the way out

3.25 pm same day

“Oh Katie that looks amazing” carol says as she evaluates the cake I had just made that’s worth 40% of my grade “I am so proud of you, looks great.”

“Thanks Carol that means a lot. I still have to decorate Mrs Fisher’s cake for her daughter’s birthday party tomorrow so I’ll do that now” I say with a huge grin on my face. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, I have been worried about this for weeks.

“okay sweetie ill just be in my office writing your report  if you need anything” she replies  picking  up  the blue and green 3 tear cake that has been decorated with blue fondant and green moulded trees to look like a waterfall I just made and walk to her office.

Looking around the massive kitchen I start to prepare the things I need for Mrs Fishers cake. As I walk to the fridge I get a feeling someone is watching me. Then suddenly there’s a sharp pain on my lower back. Its right where a cross shaped scar is that I got from brink.  I don’t remember how I got it, I woke up one morning and it was just there.  It hurt to move for a whole week and I had to put up with the pain because I wasn’t allowed to have pain killers. Brink thinks that pain makes you weak, that he got rid of the weak. Remembering how scared and hurt I was gave me a shiver down my spine. I look around still feeling eyes on me b but don’t see anything. Shrugging it off I go through the fridge looking for more fondant.

“Crap” I whisper to myself. I had used all of the fondant on my cake and have none left for Mrs Fishers. Closing the door I walk over to carols office and knock gently before walking in. “hey carol. I used up the last of the fondant on my cake. Did you bring the fondant you got delivered yesterday?”

Oh no, I didn’t sorry, I’ll give you my house key you can go and get. It’s in the bottom of my fridge, pretty hard to miss” she says handing me her house key

“Thanks, I will have to walk as I don’t have my car today, Nathan dropped me off”

“That’s fine dear, no hurry”

 she says turning back to her computer screen. Grabbing my coat and bag walking out the door I turn down the street and start walking.

It took me 35 minutes to walk to carols house there had been and accident on the main road so I had to go the long way. Walking up the driveway I unlock the door and step inside closing the door behind me.

“Whoa Carol, ease up on the lemon spray” I say getting a big whiff of lemons, the smell stinging my nostrils. Walking overto her fridge I look around her longe. The housnt isn’t huge, but big enough to hold her, her husband, her 16 year old boy, Jacob, and there two dogs. Walking through the lounge  I go straight to the fridge and pull the doors open. At the bottem of the fridge like sghe said, was the box. I pull it out and sit it on the bench. Its not to heavy so I shouldn’t have a problem carrying it back to the shop.grabbing the box I push the fridge closed with my hip and walk around the counter back into the lounge.looking up from the floor I stop dead in my tracks, droping the box of the floor in front of me and my hands fly up to my mouth. I want to cry, and scream but nothing comes out. No tears, no scream, nothing. I take in a deep breathe and start hyperventalatingi couldn’t feel anything, but somehow my feet start moving forwards the hallway.

“turn around dummy, don’t go down there, turn around, call the cops”

A little voice shouts at me in my head.

Taking one more step forward is tiop in the doorway of what looks like carols room. The tears finally giving way and stream down my face. I can feel the breathe catch in my throat as I look at the scene infront of me.

There, tied to the bed is carols body. She has deep gashes going up and down her arms and legs with lemon lying next to them, as to say someone had squeezed lemon juice on her cuts. There is so much blood on the sheet, when looking over her body I see is coming from the wide open cut going across her jugular and one down the centre of her body revealing that her guts had been pulled out of her body and are laying on the bed next to her. Looking up at the wall written in blood is a message:

“Opps, sorry sweetie pie. That’s what you get for running xx”

Then everything went black

A/N- sorry if it didn’t make sense about carols body. You will understand what happened next chapter. Hope you liked

Saecula.Semper.Mei- xo (like my new signature, haha its Latin)