Boo.

36. The First Attempt

January 16, 2015

An entire month. An entire month of imprisonment. That ended now.

Around one in the morning Kitty tied her hair up in a ponytail, dressed in a long sleeve shirt over her purple tank top and wore her yoga pants. She dressed Kathy in warm clothes and zipped her up.

"Kitty?" The half-asleep child asked. "Where going?"

"Shhh." Kitty hushed her. "We're leaving, but you must be absolutely quiet. Not a single peep. Okay?"

"Okay." Kathy replied then yawned.

Kitty picked Kathy up and held her, with Kathy resting her head on Kitty's shoulder. Kathy barley weighed anything but Kitty was having small trouble holding her sister. A sign she was becoming weaker by the day.

Kitty knew by now either Phil was out at a bar or home drunk and passed out. He barley woke up to anything when passed out and Phil never came back home until the next morning if he went out. Usually between six and eight in the morning. If she could just get to a police station nearby than she'd be safe and that evil man will be out of her life for good.

Kitty left the basement and hurried up the stairs to the front door. Phil was no where in sight, meaning he was at the bar with his friends. Kitty hurried over to the front door and opened it quickly, only to find a surprise at the door.

"What the fuckin' hell!?" Phil screamed, a bit drunk, seeing Kitty. "You suppose to be downstairs!"

Before Kitty could kick him and run, Phil slapped her in the face. He then pushed her backwards to the ground. He stepped inside and kicked her in the stomach once more. "Trying to escape? Where will you go? Nobody wants you!"

"Away...from you." Kitty struggled to say as she sat up. Phil grabbed her ponytail and picked her up, causing her to drop Kathy. Luckily Kathy landed on her bum and was safe. "Ouch! Please, please don't!"

"Shut up!" Phil roared. Phil tossed Kitty across the room. Kitty slammed into the wall and fell to the ground. Kitty tried to get up again but was losing her strength to get up once more. Kitty heard the sound of another slap then heard a little cry shriek in reaction.

That son of a bitch.

Kitty jumped up and rampaged over to Phil, who was about to give a kick to Kathy. Kitty jumped on Phil's back and began to strangle him.

Phil elbow punched in her in the gut, causing Kitty to fall down. She blanked out for a second but began to wake up just in time to see Phil bring Kathy upstairs. Fearing what was to happen, Kitty pulled her weak and aching body up and ran up the stairs. "Kathy!" She cried out.

At the top of the stairs Kitty saw Phil toss Kathy in a closet then lock the door. "Kathy!" She ran over with a fist, ready to punch Phil. Phil stuck a leg out and caused her to fall. Phil kicked Kitty a few times, knocking her out competently.

...

Kitty's eyes fluttered open gently, taking in the bright sunlight. She slowly began to remember what happened before she was knocked out. Kitty sat up and found herself on a bed. Naked. And slight pain in her lower region.

"Shit..." She muttered, sitting up more. She found her clothes tossed to the side of the bed. "Fucking perfect...Kathy!" She realized where her sister was. Hopefully.

Kitty got dressed again then ran to the closet where she remembered Kathy was. She pulled a bobby-pin from her hair and stuck it inside, twerking it inside of the hole until she heard the door unlock. She opened the door and found Kathy sitting down.

"Kitty!" Kathy called out.

"Kathy!" Kitty cried in happiness. "My baby kitty," Kitty pulled her sister into a tight hug. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"No. I just say here until you come." Kathy said to her sister. "We going again?"

"Not now." Kitty replied. Now that Phil suspected Kitty was going to start trying to escape, he was going to stay near home for a while. "We'll try again later."

"Okay."

"I promise. I'll get us out of here."