Robbie POV

Disoriented. That was how I felt when I woke up that morning, it was as if someone had repeated bashed my head as I sat up, my vision seemed to wobble, taking my head to click that I was in my own room. My mouth felt unbearably dry as I tried to remember what had happened the night before, my tongue like sandpaper as it hit the roof of my mouth. I had no recollection of the events of last night, I remember this feeling of euphoria, dancing a lot of dancing. Nothing was coming back to me until I saw the empty spot beside me in the bed... Cat, she was here last night and we... Whoa.

"Cat, hey where are you?"

No response, the house was silent.

I waited and still nothing. It would be very like Cat to try to pull a prank, I would get out of bed and she would jump from behind the door and scream. Fumbling around for my glasses I felt something beneath my fingertips, a piece of paper. Even with my glasses not on I could tell the writing wasn't mine; it was far smaller and neater. My stomach dropped, my stomach pounded as the words swirled around the page. Finally I could make out the letter, it was a final goodbye.

Dear Robbie,
I hope one day you will forgive me, but I had to leave without saying a proper goodbye. I cannot tell you where I am going but I want you to know that you taught me so much in the one day I have known you. You are so kind and humble and I owe you my life, something that I can never begin to repay. You gave me the best day of my life and for that I am eternally grateful. I will never forget you but this is for the best. Please don't try to contact me, I don't want to be found.

Forever yours,

Cat.

So that's that then.

Rage bubbled inside me as I crushed the letter in my hand. This girl completely used me and I was so deprived of attention that I let her, I shouldn't have let her, this is my fault. I am so weak, pathetic really. Everyone was right about me, I could not be anything different, change was not possible when you were a nerd like me. I was a toy that she got bored with and dumped. Then I did something that surprised even myself: I let out a laugh. I'm back where I started, no friends Robbie, the weird kid with a puppet. Cat was my first, I could have seen myself with her, I could see the life that we could of had together. But this letter was a clear indication that I had meant nothing to her.

It would have been better if I had never had met that red-haired girl, at least I would not know what it was like to see the possibilities of being a friend to someone other than a puppet, I was happier ignorant. Rubbing my eyes I glanced at the clock and groaned, 8am.

Just perfect, now it is time to go and spend a day with a group of people that despise me. Noticing Rex sitting on the chair I grabbed him and sighed.

"Right Rex back to the normal routine."

Cat POV

I feel horrid, the car ride was silent and I tried to choke back my tears, I would not cry in front of Brad, he was not worth my tears. I numbly gave him directions to my house and in a matter of minutes I was in front of the familiar drive that lead up to the house of terror. As he pulled into the drive, Brad stopped the car. His eyes trailed over my body as she smiled condescendingly at me.

"You know, I've never been with a celebrity before." he commented.

Taking my silence as a cue he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. I tried to recoil but he left hand was clamped on my neck, securing his face on mine. I was too weak I couldn't push him off. His other hand was brushing up and down my arm, the sensation made me want to gag. His breath was repulsive, it reeked of stale cigarettes and drink. His lips we rough and cracked, not plush and soft like Robbie's. Biting down on his bottom lip, I gasped as he jumped back recoiling in pain.

"You're disgusting" and with that I spat in his face, jumped out of the car and sprinted up the drive.

Anna was so smug when I returned, upon seeing me she instantly pulled me into yet another bony hug, "My darling, did you enjoy your day off?" of course this was a façade. She ushered me into her office and sat me down in the chair opposite her desk. She loved this room, she had power in here and she was not afraid to use it. As soon as no one was in sight, the mask was removed and she turned vicious.

"Listen Caterina, if you ever defy me again, well I'll just have to send those lovely photos to the press. You know the ones that were kindly emailed to me from that delightful boy down at Hollywood Arts."

Clicking on her computer, she twisted the screen around and I saw, to my utter horror, all of the photos that marked my two day escape with Robbie.

"You... you were in on it" I asked, my eyes stuck on the photos.

"Why of course, my dear, you don't think that those simple-minded jocks could have thought of that all by themselves. Please they can barely tie their own shoe laces."

Betrayal, that is what I felt at that moment. I knew that Anna schemed but I never imagined that she could be this heartless.

"But you're my manager, why would you ruin me?"

She leaned over the table, making me feel small and helpless, "Cat, you need to wake up, this is a business. I need you here with me to make me money. And don't think about calling mummy and daddy to get me fired, or I will send them that precious photo of you and that boy, in that very compromising position." She then scolded me after seeing the cracks in my composure. I could never hide it from her.

"Oh don't get so upset. This isn't the end of the world Cat, look I know you want to date so I'm going to interview some potential boys for you to go out with, for you know publicity! See I'm not all bad."

"Robbie would have given me publicity!" I shrieked.

"The wrong kind Caterina. He is not right for you, he's too common." she spat out the last word with distaste, "Okay Cat, that is all."

I left the room quickly, I will allow no one to see me cry. It showed I was weak. Running past my guards I went up into my room and slammed the door. My room was just how I left it: cold and unwelcoming.

Then I broke down and wept. For the life that I had and the life I wished I had.

But mostly I wept for Robbie, the boy I hurt and who I could never be with.