C H A P T E R -1-

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Katherine POV

School... don't get me wrong I like it; it just gets boring when you have classes you aren't interested in. Studying psychology (2nd year) was great it helped me think about my problems, even though most of the time I compared my mental illness with the ones we saw in class.

Being a student in the university of Goldsmiths was kind of annoying, having to wake up early to get there on time was really challenging since I am not a morning person.

My alarm went off at 5:30 am I had school at 7:30 but since it's far I have to leave at 6:40. I get off from my comfy, warm bed and make my way to my bathroom. I do what I have to do that consisted in washing my face with warm water, taking a quick body shower moisturizing my face and body and going to the bathroom if you get what I mean...

Next thing on the list is choosing my clothes. I grabbed the first thing that I was, dark skinny jeans, orange T-shirt and for shoes I got my Nike air force 1, I left my hair in its natural waves. For makeup I added mascara, concealer under my eyes, my eyebrows are naturally thick so I left them how they are, I added powder to set my concealer and put a peachy colored lip-gloss on my lips.

As I made my way down stairs a was greeted by my mother and father that are preparing their luggage, they are going on a cruise to the Caribbean for 2 weeks, since they're celebrating 30 years of marriage. I can't say I wasn't going to miss them.

- "honey, good morning" my mom says as I make my way to the kitchen to get a granola bar and an apple to eat on my way there.

- "morning mom, morning dad. Ready for the time of life?!" I said as I gave them each a kiss on the cheek. "I have to get walking, I'm going to miss you both deeply but I hope you guys have fun and get back in one piece since I'll be expecting your famous lasagna mom" I hug them both goodbye and help them take the luggage out to the front of the house and into the car that they will take and leave at the airport, I know how to drive but I prefer to walk and look around. So, when they asked me if I needed the car, I told them that it would be better if they took it and left it in the parking lot where it would be watched until they returned. I gave them I last wave and started walking to school.

On the way to school I noticed something didn't feel right, something was off and I couldn't make out what was it, I stopped for a second and looked around but I didn't see anything, so got my apple out of my backpack to have my breakfast and I continued walking until I got to school.

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3 hours in 2 to go. I as I was entering my last class that is also my favorite that is anatomy and physiology of the nervous system. I sat down in the back of the classroom. I know it's better to sit in front since you have a better view of the teacher, but I prefer the back since it's easier for me to look at people and try to inspect them and what I think their personality is just by looking at their body language or how they speak and act around other people. It's kind of creepy but I think of it as a game and I way to practice my observation method.

As I was looking for the perfect candidate for todays observation there was a loud noise and when I looked to my left, I saw a boy about my age or a bit older than me making his way to the middle of the seats. He seemed like the perfect candidate to observe, just by the seconds I looked at him I could tell he was troubled, he had a very tense back and his grip on a brown leather notebook was very hard, you could see his knuckles almost turning white bye how hard he was gripping it. His physical appearance was actually kind of attractive, he is very tall I think like 1.80 m, he has such nice brown curly hair it looks so soft and touchable, I still hadn't seen his face very well but I'm sure it was as good as his body. Once the teacher started talking, I dozed of thinking of the curly haired boy, I started to look at him and I noticed his arms had tattoos and his hands had some too. He didn't look like the typical bad boy, but he looks very mysterious, his posture made it hard for me to try and figure him out.

The class is coming to the end and I still can't think of how to describe him. The teacher handed sheets of paper that indicate the homework that will be presenting for the end of semester and let us leave. I got up and I started to get my things to follow curly that was already out the door.

Once outside of the classroom I saw him walking through the front doors of the school and in that moment he turned and stared right in my eyes, I think he noticed I was looking and him and that's why he turned, he kept his gaze on me and then turned again to the front and left. I guess I'll have to finish my observation.

As I'm about to get out of school I get a message from my mom.

-Sweetie we are on the cruise ship, there won't be very good signal, if it's something important call me to this number 001-567-344-342. Luv u-

Well that's just great, now I'm actually alone for 2 weeks unless it's an emergency. I fix my backpack on my shoulders and I prepare myself to walk 30 minutes to my house, I don't complain on walking it actually helps me think and clear my mind it's also the only exercise I do on a daily basis.

As I'm about 15 minutes in walking I hear footsteps behind me, I was in a pretty sketchy part of the city so I start to panic in my mind. I walk faster and I turn to look back and that's when I see a man that looks to be in his 40s and I try to avoid him by going in an alley that would surely lead me to another place out. I enter it and I see another man I decide in turning back and coming the way I came in but I guess they had this all planned. I see the man that was following me with a creepy grin on his face. They were getting closer and I couldn't do anything.

The first man that followed me speaks –"Hi princess, are you lost?" once he finishes his sentence he touches my cheek with his gross ass hands. I immediately tell him –"look I don't want problems I just got out of school, here take my wallet" I start to look for my wallet I my backpack and just as I grab a hold of it I feel the other mans hand on my waist and I immediately freeze. 

–"We don't want your money, we just want I little fun" I try and run out of the alley but the man gets a hold of my hair and yanks me to the ground. I can feel the throbbing pain on my scalp where my hair was just pulled. The man grabs me and I start kicking and fighting them to get free. They looked like they had enough so one of them grabs me and hit my head with the wall and then lets me fall back on the ground facing the entrance that I came through of the alley. I feel warm liquid dripping from my forehead and falls on my lip, I can taste the iron so I know it's blood. I star to scream –"HELP! PLEASE HELP ME" I think they don't like me screaming so they kick me in the stomach and legs. 

I'm about to doze off when I see someone tall getting close to me and the man. I start to see the men that tried to rape me get hit and kicked and then I see I sharp object in the hand of my rescuer, I can't hear the screams anymore of the men of see them moving. They are laying lifeless face down on the ground. My rescuer gets close to me and as I try to lift my head up I can't, it feels heavy. 

He picks me up bridal style and starts walking the other way out the alley and fixes by head so that it's laying in the crook of his neck, his smell is so calming; he smells like men perfume and a hint of cigars, I open my eyes only to be hypnotized by the most beautiful color of green I've seen in all my life, it looked like a mix of the forest trees and spring grass, his eyes. His curly hair bouncing every time he took a step and how his tense jawbone looked.

The last thing I hear before I doze off is the his deep raspy voice –"you're safe now, get some rest love" then everything goes black and I feel safe in the strangers arms.

The last thing I hear before I doze off is the his deep raspy voice –"you're safe now, get some rest love" then everything goes black and I feel safe in the strangers arms

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