"Miss Gruber you're father is here" shouted the headmistress as I heaved my luggage from my room. I groaned inwardly at her command but regardless of my reluctance, I continued to descend the stairs to the German. As I walked down the large staircase I caught sight of my father who was stood nearest the door, his back turned to the staircase. When I neared the bottom, only then did he turn around and look at me. I wheeled my case over to him and he nodded when I stood still.
"Katherine" he greeted and leaned in to place a kiss on my cheek in a formal manner.
"Father" I replied and he nodded at a black man to take my case.
"Come" father said and he opened the door of the all girls' boarding school. It felt nice to be in the open air for once. I waited for father to leave the entrance hallway before walking off behind the man trailing my case.
"So you have finished completely now?" father checked as he walked along side me with his hands behind his back.
"Yes father." I replied.
"I should assume you have good grades in your subjects" he said and I nodded once again.
"I have eight A*-B grades father" I told him and he smiled vaguely in approval. As we walked to the limo I wondered what was to happen to me now. I had spent all of my life since I was five at boarding school, here in London. I rarely went home to Germany to visit my father and so I did not have a distinct accent. Father had no desire to see me and now that I had finished school I knew what was to happen. I had heard father speaking with another German man about how I would marry when I was of age. Find a wealthy man to look after me so I was not a burden to him. It was times like these when I wished I had known my mother. I had no idea who she was even though I had asked father once. He told me that my mother did not agree with what he did for a living and that she left him but died when I was born. He failed to mention how she was killed and I did not feel an urge to press him further on the matter.
We had reached the limo and the man opened the door for me to climb into. He smirked as I climbed in and then he opened the door for my father. Once inside I looked out of the window, not wanting to speak with my father or make eye contact with anyone.
"Theo" father snapped "Do you have the tickets?"
"Yeah. I got them" Theo said and my father nodded in satisfaction.
"What tickets father?" I asked him and he smirked his classic smirk.
"Tickets to America, Katherine. We have a job over there" father told me and I understood perfectly. A job meant that he was planning an ingenious evil plan. I knew that my father robbed people and he was someone you didn't want to cross, truth be told, he scared me, after all he was Hans Gruber. I wished that I had a father to have a proper relationship with. I often wondered if he was my father. I looked nothing like him. I had long and wavy red hair and a small nose and lips. We were nothing alike, only the eyes were similar. The drive to the airport was long and painful, no one in the limo spoke and I was too scared to move in case it was wrong. When we arrived at the airport my father jumped out the limo and I climbed out, not waiting for the man to open the door. The man went to the boot and pulled my case out, along with a duffel bag. Obviously we weren't to stay too long in America, judging by the side of the bag it only contained one of my father's many expensive suits. I followed them into the airport sheepishly. When we pulled up at the check-in desk the man leaned forward and I caught a glimpse at his passport which showed the name Theo. Than the bags were going onto the conveyer belt and we were walking along once again. Once we had passed security we had a long wait for the plane.
"I shall return in a moment father" I said and I made my way into the bathroom. I only went because I had to get away from him for a moment. He was cold and I couldn't take it any longer. I splashed cold water onto my face and smoothed out my white summer dress before walking out the bathroom straight into Theo. I yelped in surprise and Theo smirked.
"Scare easily?" he asked and I began to walk towards my father.
"Did he send you to check on me?" I asked him, not making eye contact.
"I cannot tell you that" Theo said and I took my seat next to my father. Eventually we were called to board the plane and once on it I felt myself begin to shake. I hated flying. Being thousands of feet high in the air is not natural. My father saw me begin to shake and he gabbed my chin and turned my head to face him.
"I did not know you was scared of flying" he observed and released my chin.
"I don't like heights...but you wouldn't know that" I snapped and I wished I had been able to hold my tongue due to his menacing glare.
"Katherine Eliza Gruber. Do not speak to me like that" he ordered.
"Sorry father" I apologised and the plane began to move down the runway.
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