I woke up, still in the room. I was leaning on Harry's shoulder, and when I looked up at him, he appeared to be awake.
"Mornin' sunshine." He said in a raspy voice. I quickly got off of his shoulder, and feel my face heat up.
"Did Katherine come in here while I was sleeping?" I asked, trying to forget what happened seconds before.
"No, but I did hear that Charles guy screaming. He sounds really scared of her." Harry said.
I wasn't shocked, most of the guys Katherine went out with were scared of her. "Can't say I'm surprised. I feel bad for him, she must drag him everywhere."
Harry looked at me for a long second, despite me turning away to avoid eye contact. "Where were you when she got you?"
"I was going to work. You?" I spoke as though getting kidnapped was the most common thing ever. He acted pretty much the same.
"I was walking my dog." It sounded like a lie, but I didn't feel like pestering him about it. "Was Katherine always like this?"
"Well, I didn't think she would kidnap me. But, she was always a little boy crazy. And crazy crazy. You didn't see Charles, did you?"
Harry shook his head. "What's he like? Don't tell me he's a little kid."
"Well, he's probably our age. Maybe younger... Katherine is twenty, so he can't be that far off from her. Charles looks like he's being abused, I hope he's okay." I said.
"Abused? How?" Harry asked.
"Katherine can be... a little aggressive. His neck was all bruised up, but I don't think he's been here much longer than we have." I explained. We heard another loud scream coming from upstairs, I assumed that it was Charles.
Katherine busted open the door, appearing in a purple robe, a green face mask on her face. Charles was slung over her shoulder.
"Sup BITCHES." Katherine shouted, flashing us a wide grin.
"Is he... alive?" Harry asked motioning toward Charles.
"I think..." She assumed. "He's only been here for a week! I can't have my future bride dying on me, now can I?"
"I think you're being a little too rough with him. How old is he, anyway?" I ask.
"Twenty-two. I stole his birth certificate." Katherine let out a loud gasp. "I should leave him here with you! You three can get to know each other!" She said, contradicting her words from yesterday.
"Can you please uncuff us?" I ask, trying to wiggle my hand out of the cuffs.
"You're not into handcuffs? I thought they were sexy" She winked at us. I rolled my eyes.
"Can you?" I repeat.
"You're right! Handcuffs aren't close enough! Should I tie you two together? Back to stomach, stomach to stomach, or back to back? Nah, stomach to stomach is the best!" Katherine decided for herself, she began walking toward us.
"Never mind! We're perfectly okay with handcuffs!" Harry cut in, stopping Katherine.
"You're boring. Whatever, I'll just wait for Charles to wake up." She said, sitting down and crossing her legs. She put Charles' head on her lap, and stroked his hair.
They seem to be a cute couple, but that doesn't change the fact that she kidnapped us. "How long are you going to keep us here?"
"Katia, stop asking silly questions!" She responded.
"Fine, when did you get back here? To America?" I asked.
"She left the country?" Harry asked. I felt bad for him, he was more blind than I was in this situation.
"Yes, I went to Japan! But, I had to flee. I killed some Yakuza guy, and his friends were hella pissed! Like dude, it's not that deep. It was for a job, so like, a girl gotta do what a girl gotta do."
"You got paid? How much?" Harry seemed kind of intrigued.
"Fifty bucks and half a sandwich. I was living the bougie life, my guys." Katherine responded. "I also got this house, which was pretty sweet."
"Let me guess, you were homeless?" I say, with a knowing look.
"Not technically. I was living in this guy's wall... so that has to count for something." She looked impressed with herself, Harry looked shocked.
"You're pretty fucked up." Harry adds.
"Pretty? Aww! How sweet, but I'm taken. Charles doesn't know it yet, but I have the marriage documents all ready to go." Katherine says, stroking Charles' face.
"Can I be a bridesmaid?" I ask. Harry elbows me, looking dumbfounded. "Ow!"
"Of course! I can't have just cats... that would be pretty crazy, am I right?" Katherine said, still messing with an unconscious Charles.
"Yeah.. totally crazy.." Harry says, flipping his hair back.
Charles' eyes shoot open, making him look even more scared than usual. His eyes were a nice blue color, although the dark bags underneath them ruined the beauty of them.
"Katherine?" He asked softly. I was expecting him to freak out, but he didn't seem that scared.
"You're so pretty when you call me that!" Katherine gushed, pinching his face.
"Who are these people?" Charles asks, leaning away from us.
"These are my friends! Henry and Katia!" She explains, keeping an arm wrapped around Charles.
"Harry." Harry corrects.
"That's what I said!" Katherine snaps.
"Did you kidnap these people?" Charles asks yet another question, Katherine responding with a nod.
"Bosses orders... I think... I don't know exactly." She says. Charles seemed to snap out of his calm state, letting out a loud shriek.
He jumped up, and ran towards the wall farthest from Katherine. "Don't hurt me!" He begs.
I look over at him. "Katherine, can we speak with him? We want to ask him about the wedding." I say, trying my best to sound convincing.
"Of course! I love surprises! I'll be back soon, sweetie!" Katherine dashed out of the room, robe flowing behind her as she made her swift exit. Harry looked over at Charles, who was hugging his knees and rocking back and forward.
"Did she...rape you?" He asks, sounding very serious. Charles snaps his head in our direction.
"No! Not yet... or maybe she did and I was asleep? I don't remember much..." Charles said, his paranoia evident through his voice.
"I know Katherine, she might be aggressive at times, but I don't think she would rape someone. She was always serious about consent." I explain. Katherine was crazy, but she had a reason. She was abused when she was younger, her stepfather would do awful things to her.
"She kidnapped us. Why wouldn't she rape him?" Harry's question was valid, but I just knew it in my heart that Katherine would never put someone through what she went through.
"Just trust me on this. Although, she must really like you, Charles." I glance over at him, he's hiding his face in his hands still shaking.
"I guess so, I just-" Charles was cut off by another one of Katherine's dramatic entrances.
"WHO WANTS TO PLAY TRUTH OR DARE JENGA?"
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