I Knew You Were Trouble (A Kadison Love Story) *Completed*

Chapter Seven

(Kat's POV ; Three weeks later)

Hey... When am I going to get to see you again? I miss you :/

I pressed the send button, and fell back into my pillow. It's been three weeks. Three weeks since I've seen Madison. We've texted, even facetimed here and there, but I needed to see him in person. I was starting to get worried, I didn't even know where he was. If I did, I'd go see him! Suddenly, my phone lit up, I quickly unlocked the message, which was from Madison:

Hey Kat... I'll be home soon, I promise. Got really caught up in business in NYC. Don't worry, we'll be reunited soon (;

I smiled, so he's in New York? Well at least I know he's okay now. I smiled, and texted him back saying I couldn't wait. Honestly, I wasn't lying. I truthfully missed him. We've gotten so close, and it's weird only talking to him over text. I sighed, and plugged my phone into the charger, then opened up my window, letting the light spill in. I walked over to my bathroom, and hopped into the shower. As I washed, I couldn't help but think about Madison. Ugh. I wrapped my towel around myself after blow drying my hair, and walked out into my room. My window was open, but I still dropped my towel, and went to my closet, searching for clothes. Like honestly, I have no young neighbors, and I was home alone, so who cares? I finally decided on an outfit, and put it on, then grabbed my phone from my charger, and plopped back down on my bed. As I scrolled through my inbox, I saw a message from an Unknown number. I sighed, and opened it, and my heart began to race when I read it:

You have such a nice body... It's a shame Madison is never going to get to see it....

My heart pace quickened as I looked around, suddenly feeling scared. Who the fuck is this? I quickly got up, and closed my window, and shut the blinds. I deleted the message, and hid under my covers. Please tell me this is just some sick joke...

(Madison's POV)

I paced across my hotel room as guilt took over me. Kat was worried about me, I could tell. I really cared for her, and being apart from her really hurt. Mikey sat on his bed, stuffing his face with Cheetos, and I sighed. I shouldn't have gotten involved with her. She's just going to end up getting hurt. As if he could read my mind, Nicolette's ex's brother, Keith, texted me:

Your girlfriend has a nice body bro... It'd be a shame to see her get hurt.... 

Wait, girlfriend? Who the fuck is he talking about? I opened the attatchment, and nearly dropped my phone when I saw a picture of Kat, completely bare and fresh out of the shower appear on my phone. I gritted my teeth together and my fists clenched... He was watching her. That little bitch! I texted him back:

I swear to God, if you lay one finger on her I will wring you and your crew's neck. Don't fucking bring her into this. 

My vein threatened to pop out of my forehead as I showed Mikey what had happened. He threw his cheetos to the side, and quickly got up, running over to the drawer on his dresser. "What are you doing?" I asked. He pulled out his gun. "Going to blow this little fucker's head off..." He growled. "Woah, woah Mikey. Stop and think. That's what he wants. Don't get me wrong. I'm pissed off beyond repair right now, but, we can't do this. This is Kat... Vinny's sister.... We have to take precaution and protect her the same way we protected Nicolette... Minus the murdering part..." I said. He sighed, and sat down on his bed, locking up his gun. I sat next to him, and buried my face in my hands. We can't let this happen again. "You know what's going to have to happen right?" Mikey asked. I sighed, and nodded, choking back tears. "I have to stop talking to her." Mikey nodded, and patted my back. I pinched back the tears that threatened to spill out as my sadness turned to anger. I swear to fucking God, that kid will pay....