Eventually, both Marley and Kitty ended up falling asleep on the couch. However, at around 8:00, Kitty woke up. Not wanting to wake Marley, Kitty tiptoed to the kitchen, where she fixed herself a soda. All of a sudden, she heard her phone vibrate. It was a text message from her mother.
Kitty's mom: Be home in about an hour with Bob. Stay out of the way.
Must be a new boyfriend of hers, Kitty thought to herself.
Kitty: Okay. Can I go to Marley's house then?
Kitty's mom: Doesn't matter to me, just don't be in the house when I get there.
Kitty sighed. She knew her mom was an alcoholic and brought guys home almost every day. She also knew her mom was rich, and this was how she got her money. Sometimes, the guys would even go into her room…and her mom wouldn't stop them.
Whatever, she thought, I just need to get out of here.
She went over to the house and shook Marley gently. Marley rubbed her eyes and woke up. "Yea?" she asked.
" We need to go like now. Can I spend the night at your house tonight?"
"I'm sure my mom won't mind."
So they grabbed their stuff and headed to Marley's house. Marley didn't want to push Kitty by asking too many questions but she wanted to know why she needed to come over.
"So what's up? Why do you need to come over?"
Kitty gulped. She didn't know if she should tell Marley or not. "Um, I don't know…I just think it would be nice to go to your house."
"Bull…" Marley said, "Look, if we're going to be in a relationship, I need you to be 100% honest with me, okay?"
"Okay. Just promise me you won't judge me."
"I promise."
"Well…my mom's an alcoholic and she's also a prostitute. My mother and father got divorced when I was really young. But my dad's super rich so he gave us a whole lot of money to keep from having to pay child support. That's why we have such a huge house and I get nice things But he never comes to see us anymore," Kitty said sadly, "But that's not all. Sometimes, her 'colleagues as she so calls them will come into my room and…well you know…"
"Kitty, you have to tell somebody."
"But I can't. My mom would kill me."
"Then, I guess you'll have to stay with us for a while then, huh?"
"Yea…I just I feel it happen every hour of every day."
"How long has it been going on?"
"Since my dad left and I was around five years old then. So around 11 years."
They then arrived at Marley's house. They got out of the car, and walked into the kitchen.
"Hey mommy!" Marley exclaimed, running up to her mother and giving her a hug.
"Hey sweetie, Is this Kitty? I've heard all things about you Kitty." Mrs. Rose told Kitty, causing Marley to blush.
"Yes, it is," Marley replied, smiling, "Can she stay here for a while? She's kind of going through a lot and needs a place to stay."
"Of course, that would be fine!"
"Thank you Mrs. Rose."
Marley and Kitty then proceeded to head upstairs. When they got there, Marley almost immediately fell asleep. Kitty wondered how in the hell her girlfriend could be so tired. However, she realized her eating disorder probably made her energy go down.
Kitty then remembered the text from earlier. She also remembered everything that happened to her as a child.
My fault, she thought to herself, it was my fault. I never did anything to stop it.
She then thought about something she hadn't thought about in a while. She thought about the razorblades she had hidden in her room, her backpack and even at school. She then quickly grabbed one of the ones out of her backpack, and headed to the bathroom and locked the door. Relief swept across her face as she pressed the razor blade down and watched the blood drip from her wrist.
