Chapter 37
Riker POV
I knelt down to Kat, who was shaking pretty badly. There was blood all over her hands, and broken glass scattered everywhere.
"Kat, what happened!? Are you ok!?"
"S-someone attacked m-me!"
"What!?"
"S-someone… Someone w-was in here."
"Kat, I need you to calm down. It's really hard to understand you."
"Can… Can you…"
Kat held out her hands so I could see them. There was blood all over them, and a few pieces of broken glass sticking out.
"Yeah. Let's go to the bathroom."
I helped Kat up, and we carefully stepped over the glass and walked to the bathroom. I filled the sink up with water.
"Put your hands in there," I said, gently taking Kat's wrists and guiding them towards the sink.
I went in the bathroom closet and found a first aid kit. I gently dried the back of Kat's hands off with a towel, and turned her palms up to see the glass.
"Ok, this is probably going to hurt a little bit."
"AH! That hurts a lot!"
"Sorry! I need to get the glass out though."
"Ok… AH! That really hurts Riker!"
"Hold on. I'm almost done."
"AH!"
"I'm being as gentle as I can!"
"I know, but it hurts!"
"Ok, I think I got all the glass out. We should probably sterilize it though."
"Oh… That's going to hurt."
"Only for a few seconds. Come on. Put your hands over the sink and let me pour this over them."
"AHHH!"
"Kat shhh! You're going to make me go deaf!"
"UGH! That was way longer than a few seconds!"
"Kat, calm down, and stop crying. I need to call the police."
Kat shook her head and left, still crying. Maybe I was a little too harsh… She did get attacked… Whatever… I'd go find her after I called the police.
Kat POV
I can't believe after everything that just happened, Riker talked to me like that. I got attacked! It wouldn't hurt for him to have been a little nicer. I could hear him calling the police now…
"Kat, I called the police. They're sending a few cops over now to ask you a few questions."
"Ok."
"Are you ok?"
"Actually no. I'm not. My hands are burning, my back is aching, and I feel like you don't care about me!"
"Kat, I'm sorry. I care so much about you. I just… Don't really know how to deal with stuff like this! It's really stressful, and you're hurt, and you're crying! I'm sorry! I'm really stressed, and scared, and I'm just trying to handle this as well as I can! Come on. Let's go wait for the cops."
I sighed as Riker brought me back into the living room where we sat down on the couch to wait.
Riker POV
"Did you say your back hurt?" I asked.
"Yeah. A lot."
"Tell me what happened."
Kat took a deep breath. She was finally starting to calm down.
"After I went inside and you left, I was going to go to the kitchen and put some popcorn in for us. I still hadn't turned on the light though. All of a sudden… I heard footsteps, a crash, and I was pushed hard into the edge of the countertop. And then… I fell on top of the glass. That's why I had glass in my hands."
I looked behind me into the kitchen. The china cabinet was smashed on the ground. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I got up to answer it for Kat, and just as I had thought, it was the cops.
Later…
Riker POV
Finally the cops were gone. They had questioned Kat about everything. Kat's parents came home in the middle of everything, so they answered some questions too. I was glad they came home though. I was freaking out a little. Once the cops had left, Kat's parents made sure we were ok, and then went to go clean up the mess in the kitchen. I was left sitting on the couch with Kat next to me.
"Will you take me upstairs?"
"Sure. Are you… ok?"
"My back just really hurts. AH! Yeah… Really hurts…"
"Here. Let me help."
I picked Kat up and carried her up the stairs to her bedroom. I placed her gently on her bed. She didn't look very comfortable in her dress though.
"Well… I should… probably go now…" I said, seeing as it was close to midnight.
"Riker?"
"Yeah."
"Could you wait? Cody gave me a memory stick. It had all my pictures on it. But he told me not to look at the last file on it until after the dance. I'm actually kind of nervous to see what it is."
"Of course I'll stay."
"Thanks. Do you mind waiting until I change first?"
"No, go ahead."
Kat grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom. I awkwardly sat on her bed, waiting for her to get back. When she did come back though, she was wearing pink and black plaid pajama bottoms and a black tank top. We were almost matching.
"Ok, let's see what the file it," Kat said, sitting down next to me.
"How's your back feeling?"
"It's really sore, but it feels a little bit better."
Kat plugged the memory stick into her computer, pulled up the list of files, and clicked on the last one.
"Oh my gosh! Riker!"