My Stupid Love Life

Panic!!

Hey people!! I never got the chance to update this story yet so here it goes! I hope everyone got a very Merry Christmas

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Chapter 5-Questions

Katie's POV-

By the time I woke up, it was pitch black. I knew I wasn't in my room, probably not even at my own house. I can tell, because I don't have a bed and my dad has a waterbed.

I searched for a lamp or something, but didn't find one. I wonder if I was kidnapped or something. Either way no one would care, it's not like I have any friends anyway.

I slowly and quietly got up, only to fall flat on my face with a thud. I lay still for a second hoping nobody heard that. I got up when I heard nothing. I tried to find the door, or at least a light switch.

All of a sudden, the light turned on. I spun around trying to find out who turned it on. I found Nathanial at the other side of the room by my destinations: the light switch and the door.

Suddenly all of last nights memories came back in a rush. I gasped and tried to back a way from Him. The monster. Since I kept my eyes on him, I could see his facial expression. It showed hurt. Genuine hurt. I started feeling guilty.

He started to walk towards me. It felt like deja vu (don't know if I spelled it right).

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you." He reassured me.

"Says the giant monster." Woah. Where did that came from? I'm usually not mean. MEANIE! Sorry I had to do that.

That seemed to hit a nerve. "Do you think I asked to be this way?! Hmm? No! I was born this way, and there's no way out of it." He threw his hands up in the air, and me being me, thought he was going to hit me. I instinctively raised my hands to block my face.

It seemed he noticed, because his angry man face turned into hurt puppy man face. He looked like an abandoned puppy.

"Do you think I would be able to hurt you? Because I'm not physically or mentally able to hurt you in any kind of way."

"Do you promise you won't hurt me?" I questioned. He nodded and put his hand up for pinky swear. Seriously, he's acting like a child!

I hesitated at first, but something in my mind told me to hold onto his hand and never let go. It got me confused. I've never felt this way before for anyone except for my mother, so why am I feeling this now?

I slowly walked forward and held my pinky up. But before he could touch it, I pushed him to the bed and ran to the door. I felt adrenaline rush through my veins as I sprinted down the steps. I could hear him call out my name, but I ignored the pulling feeling I got from his pained voice. My mind keeps on telling me to keep going and to never come back. My heart says otherwise. But I don't ever listen to my heart anymore...

Right before I touch the doorknob to my freedom, I felt hands wrap around my waist. My instinct: screaming bloody murder. I probably woke up the rest of the residents in the hotel.(A/n: remember that she's actually at the pack house but just thinks its a hotel.)

"Katie! Calm down! Your not gonna get hurt. I won't allow it." Said a familiar voice that immediately calmed me down. My struggles reduced to a minimum and my screams deceased.

"Now, I'm going to take my hand away. Nod your head if you promise me not to scream or run. Again. I slowly nodded my head.