He was kissing me. He was stood in my room and kissing me. It was supposed to be happy but I couldn't feel happy. I knew it was wrong. Hell, it was so wrong. But I liked the way he held me and comforted me...I didn't want it to end. After a minute I had to push him away. Tom looked down at me and then away, but then he smacked the wall with his fists.
"Tom..." I began and started to walk over to him but he held a hand up and rested his head on the wall almost in defeat.
"I shouldn't have done that...I apologise" he said turning around to face me and tears began to form in my eyes.
"Tom...we can't...you'll get into trouble..." I sobbed and he nodded.
"And you would get into trouble too...I don't want that...My God you're engaged" he said and began to pace as he ran his hand through his hair.
"Tom I'm so sorry" I cried and fell onto my bed and buried my head in my hands. I felt the bed go down and I turned to see him staring at me, and then he draped his arm over my shoulders and I turned to cry into his chest.
"Katherine...shh...it will be alright. I promise" he said and I sniffed.
"It won't...I don't want to marry him...I want you Tom" I said and he held me closer.
"I know Katherine and believe me I wish we could be together" he said and I raised my head up.
"It's too dangerous" I said and tried to stifle my sobs.
"I'm beginning not to care if it's too dangerous or not. I have to wonder why it is dangerous due to the fact that we are always alone in this house all the time...we have a year until you marry him. Why not enjoy that year?" he asked and I began to wonder if he was talking sense.
"But if we're caught..." I trailed off not daring to think of the consequences.
"That wouldn't happen" he promised and I agreed to his proposal.
...
The next few months were difficult. Father didn't seem to notice me and Tom sharing smiles at the dinner table and all Edward did was leer over me which was quite vile. Before I knew it I found Christmas approaching and then I found out the exact date of the wedding. April 16th. A day after my birthday. How romantic. The preparations for the wedding was carried out by a wedding planner who Edward had paid, neither he or I wanted to plan the wedding. He didn't want to do it because it took up too much time and I didn't care. All we had to do was show up for the fittings. By March I already had my dress sorted and one night I showed Tom it.
"Ready?" I said from my bathroom and I heard him chuckle.
"Yes" he said and I walked out in it. He smiled at me and then his smile vanished from his face and I admired myself in the mirror. I didn't think it was that bad.
"What's wrong with it?" I asked, straightening the material out and fluffing up the underskirt. I turned back around to look at his emotionless face.
"It's beautiful. You're beautiful" he said and he stood up and kissed me on the cheek.
"I'd best go take it off. Wouldn't want to damage something father bought me" I said and went back into the bathroom.
"You're father bought it?" he asked from my bedroom where he was leaning on the wall next to the bathroom door.
"Yes, he said he should buy something for the wedding and so he chose the dress" I replied and I painfully got out of its puffiness and back into my sweat pants and vest top. I hung it back up and opened the bathroom door again. I placed it back into my wardrobe and saw that Tom was sat on my bed and reading the blurb of the book which I was currently reading.
"Wuthering Heights. Again?" he asked and I reached over for the book but he held it away from me and I sat next to him and then he brought it back to his eyesight.
"Undoubtedly, one of the most romantic books of our time..." he quoted the review on the blurb and I reached out for it again but he held it away and strained his eyes to read more of the reviews.
"A classic...enough to make a girl swoon..." he said and this time I grabbed it from him.
"I wasn't finished reading that" he said and pushed me onto the bed. I began to laugh as Tom clambered on top of me and reached for the book which I held above my head.
"Well...if you aren't willing to cooperate than I will have to tickle you to death!" he said and he began to tickle me beneath my ribs.
"No! Tom! Stop" I laughed, smacking his hands away from me. Finally he chuckled and leaned down to kiss me. I dropped the book from my hand and began to wrap my hands around his neck and pull him closer to deepen the kiss.
"And what do we have here?" a voice asked and Tom slowly clambered off me and stood up. I took a deep breath and sat up on the side of the bed before standing on the opposite side of the bed of Tom and then I looked into father's eyes.
"Father..." I began but he raised a hand to stop me.
"I have suspected this was happening for a while but for some stupid reason I thought you were clever enough not to allow this to happen Katherine. And you Tom. I thought you would have realised that she is taken." Father said and he looked over at Tom.
"I'm sorry sir..." Tom said, looking down at the floor.
"You will be. Go down to my office now" he said and then Tom left.
"You shall not speak of this to anyone. I do not want this wedding to be ruined just because of some stupid teenage girl crush" father said.
"It's not a crush! I love him! He loves me!" I shouted and father rolled his eyes.
"You shall stay in your room until the wedding as punishment. Understand?" he barked and I nodded. It was no use arguing with him. He always won.
"Now. I shall go deal with Tom" father said and began to turn around.
"What are you going to do to him?" I asked nervously and father chuckled.
"Just say that you are lucky to be stuck in your room for a few months" he said and then he shut my door and locked it. I ran over to the door and began to hit it.
"Don't hurt him! Leave him alone! Father please! Please don't hurt him! Let me out!" I yelled as I slammed my fists against the door. But no one came.
