Author's Note: A reminder, this is rated M - Mature themes.
Chapter 14: Bad Medicine
Tick, tick, tick…
That was the first sound that Katherine heard as she entered the dream. Her eyes rolled under her eyes lids as she groaned softly. Just where was that noise coming from? Soon, the ticking sound changed in tone, to something sharp. A metallic clicking sound. Her eyes slowly began to flutter opened and she saw the source of the sound. The four long blades of her father's claw tapping lightly on the metal railings of the bed.
Her brown eyes followed the red and green striped arm of his sweater up to his burnt face beneath the rim of his fedora hate. He smirked at her and lowered his penetrating eyes to the white straps that were bound around her slim wrists, then lifted them back to her.
"They think I'm a danger to myself" she mumbled. "That's why they restrained me"
Freddy chuckled at this. "The only thing that is a danger to you is" he pointed a blade at himself. "Me"
She swallowed hard. Not liking this remark one bit. Her eyes soon darted down towards the white straps that began to unravel from her flesh. She quickly discarded them and pushed the bedclothes from her, clambering off the bed and over the railing. As she straightened up, she took a step backwards trying to keep her distance from him, but he closed the gap, and her body went rigid in apprehension. Her gaze soon fell to her garment that adorned her body. It was the same light pink dress that he had made her wear the dream before she woke up. Her lips pouted in dismay, and she asked. "Can I not wear something else?"
He narrowed his eyes, glaring at her in annoyance.
"I don't like this" she nodded at her apparel. "It's too tight and short"
"And?" he flashed her a wolfish grin.
She sighed in irritation. Knowing not to argue with him.
Freddy chortled at her annoyance and took a step closer. She instinctively pressed her lower back against the steel bedrail. "Now, did you tell them fuckers everything? Mmm?"
Her head bobbed quickly, "Yes, I told Sandra everything. How I knew all along that you had your powers. That you killed people. That you beat me and…" she looked away quickly and blushed, not wanting to even dare think of the intimate situations they shared.
"And how did that bitch react?" Freddy demanded.
She pulled her gaze back to his. "She thinks I have a personality disorder"
The scarred skin around his eyes pulled upwards, signalling his surprise and he scoffed. "Really?"
"Yes" she nodded quickly. "she says it has to do with what happened when I was a little girl. That because of my childhood I have this trauma that makes me act differently when I am around you. She calls it traumatic bonding. And it's why I am keeping all the secrets for you"
He crossed his arms over his chest and lightly rapped his left arm with his blades. His blue eyes locked with her brown ones, "And what do you think?"
"I don't think I have this disorder. I just do things for you because you're my father and I care for you. Despite everything you do to me" she replied honestly.
He broke out into a triumphant smile and reached towards her face with his claw, and she impulsively froze, knowing what was coming next. As the tip of the metal blade touched her hair an intense sharp pain flooded her mind as he raided her memories. She groaned and clamped her eyes shut, breathing heavily as the pain deepened until after ten more seconds it faded to a dull ache. She heard him click his blades as he withdrew them to his side. "What she said to you about this condition you have. It's nothing but bullshit. You understand?"
She inhaled sharply and nodded, "Yes. I understand"
"Good" he smiled then raised his blades once again to the side of her face, skimming the tips of the steel along her left cheek. Then he twisted a single blade allowing the smooth side of the blade to stroke her flesh. "So, you admitted you liked me fucking you?" he said with a wicked smirk.
Her eyes avoided his and she shrugged, dismissing his question. "I told you, it's not going to happen again"
"Oh" he cackled madly, "But it did!"
Her head whipped back to his and she snapped angrily. "That was because I had no choice! You had beaten me up! I was losing blood, I was weak! You took advantage of me, and you know it!"
"I was just claiming my prize Katherine" he eased his body closer to hers and she jerked backwards, the curve of her spine slamming hard against the rails of the bed. Her shaking fingers on each of her hands grasped the railing tightly. Every muscle and tendon tightened in suspense. She glanced wearily at his cold blue eyes that gleamed with vile intent. "Remember, how I won our little game?"
She took a deep intake of air and glowered at him in exasperation, "You got what you wanted, didn't you? But it's never going to happen again!"
He tutted in disapproval. "Why are you lying, princess?"
She bared her teeth in a snarl and retorted, "I'm not!"
Freddy sighed, aggravated by her dismissive attitude. He grasped her chin with his disfigured hand and tugged her face forward to his. His thumb traced harshly over her jaw as he squeezed her skin, "Yes, you are. I know you want me to touch you!"
Katherine scowled and wrenched her face from his hand, "No, I don't!"
His left fingers on his-hand curled inwards an urge to strike out at her crossing his mind. But he pushed it away, and again reached for her face. The fingertips brushed lightly over her chin and down her neck, causing goosebumps to break out over her flesh. Katherine gritted her teeth; her hands gripped the railing tightly in trepidation. "Stop it…"
"No" his head shook in discord. She heard a slink of metal and she saw his claw hovering inches from her waist, "I know you are lying to me. And you know I don't like you lying to me!"
"I'm not lying" she whispered half-heartedly. Her eyes glimpsed down at his scarred hand that lightly did circular stroking motions on her neck, but then began to slide downwards to the crook of her neck. Then to her shoulder blade. She knew where his hand was slowly approaching, and it had to stop. Her teeth flashed in a snarl, "I said…." her eyes widened in surprise as she tried to thrust her hand up to shove him away. But they were bounded, strapped to the rail by the same white fastenings that were on her earlier. She whimpered and tugged at them, but they were tightly fastened. Not allowing her to move an inch. His mischievous chuckle echoed in her ear as he mocked, "I think I should restrain you more often"
Her shaking face lifted towards his and she saw the hungry smile on his face. His blistered tongue slithered out along his bottom lip as he eyed her body. "Now, tell me. Where do you want me to touch you, baby girl?"
"I told you" She let out a groan of disgust. "I don't!"
Freddy snarled softly and his legs brushed hers as he stepped closer to her. She stiffened at the sensation of his legs against hers and jerked her back hard against the railing. He leaned forward and brushed his coarse lips against her left ear and whispered, "Little liar" she cringed as his hand trailed onwards over the top of her chest, along the polyester material of her dress to the bottom of her clothed breast and lightly cupped it.
She felt a shudder shoot through her spine and rotated her head to the right, glaring at the wall. Her breathing became haggard as he lightly squeezed her breast. Massaging it gracefully. Her eyes snapped shut, praying that he would stop. Her legs clenched together as she tried to ignore the prickling warm sensation that was starting to stir down between the apex of her thighs. His thumb and index finger curled upwards to the tip of her breast flicking over her clothed nipple. She took a deep breath, "I don't want this…." She murmured, trying to reason with herself.
Freddy growled and rubbed his thumb then finger over her tip of her breast again. "Stop fucking lying! You said so yourself you liked it. You admitted it to that bitch Sandra!"
"It was my body" she grinded her teeth in rage, "It w-wasn't me!"
He quickly grabbed her chin with his claw and yanked her face towards his. "Look at me!"
"No"
He cursed and tightened his grip on her breast, making her wince in pain. "I said LOOK at me!"
She whimpered softly and reluctantly opened her eyes. The wicked gleam of his eyes locked with hers and he lightly kissed her lips. "Good girl, now just enjoy it"
His burnt fingers flicked over her clothed nipple, pinching, and rubbing it. She avoided his hungry gaze and averted her eyes upwards, not wanting to see the vicious smile that spread across his face. He knew that she was starting to enjoy it, judging by her hardened nipple as he continued to massage and rub her fleshly mound. She again felt his fingers pinch and tug at her hard nipple and she bit her lip trying to block out the pain that tore through her body. But that wasn't the only feeling that rippled through her body. A tingling thrill began to burn at the sensitive bundles of nerves hidden between her thighs. She shook her head in disgust. "This is wrong…"
"Are you sure Katherine? Because it seems to me that you like it!" he chuckled against her ear.
"It's my body…" she whispered as again he rolled his fingers over her the peak of her breast.
He smirked and slipped his tongue of his lips, gliding it along the rim of her ear. She held back a whimper and he chuckled again. "That's where you are wrong princess. It is you. It is ALL you"
There was a metallic slink as he sprayed his blades inches from her waist and then lightly tapped them along her dress and dragged them down her waist to the top of her thigh. The four blades curled around her meaty flesh and curved inwards under the rim of her ass. The tips glided in between her legs that were still clenched together. But they shook with anticipation. He gave a depraved smile he scraped the blades in between the skin of each leg, making her hiss again in pain. "Spread your legs for me"
She still avoided his gaze. "No"
He tightened his blades around her left thigh and positioned his left foot between her bare feet and with a nudge, pushed her right leg apart. She whimpered softly as he pushed his knee in between her thighs and pried them opened. While pulling her left thigh apart with his glove. Her eyes began to water as she tried to fight back the tears. She allowed her gaze to dart down for a few second as his scarred hand moved from her right breast to her other one where he repeated the same sensual stimulation. Where he rubbed and massaged her mound, while pinching and nipping her nipple. She began to chew her lips in apprehension as she felt something wet coat the apex of her thighs. Her face reddened in shame.
This shouldn't be happening. It was wrong, immoral. Maybe she was sick, fucked up in the head. Why was her body betraying her like this?
Freddy sniggered darkly as he read her thoughts and then veered his attention to her dress and began to tug the rim of her garment upwards around her hips. Exposing her to him. He glanced down at her thighs then back to her shivering face. He flashed her a crooked smile and pressed his crotch against hers, grinding hard. She gasped as a shiver of elation shot down to her sensitive bud and she arched forward, pushing her breast firmly against his hand. He gave it a tender squeeze and laughed. "Oh, it seems you are eager, baby girl"
Katherine let out a revolted sob. She hated herself. But she would not let him hear her enjoy it. He was not going to win. It was imperative she regained her self-control. Her teeth bit hard on her bottom lip as she tried to inflict pain on herself, to try and block out the pleasure that was overpowering her.
Freddy lowered his head forward, resting his lips inches from the crook of her neck. He inhaled her scent and groaned, licking hard and long against her throat over and over. He lifted his glove and clamped it on her left breast while his left hand went back to the right one. They instantly began slow massages, pinching and tweaking her hardened tips of her nipples. He again grounded his hard on against her sensitive bundle of nerves and she attempted to stifle her gasp of surprise. Then she felt it, a little gush of liquid coating her flesh again. Once more to her dismay her back bent upwards into his body.
After what seemed like an eternity to her, she felt his lift his head from the valley of her neck and whisper into her ear. "I know what else you would like"
Her eyes swooped to his and then down to his left hand as it began to tug at her dress around her breast, pulling it down inch by inch. Ready to reveal her mounds to him. But he suddenly stopped. Her eyes furrowed in disbelief. Why did he stop? She nervously looked up to his face and saw his gaze was set over her left shoulder towards the doorway. His face was blank, lost in thought. Then a sly grin spread across his face. He leaned back slightly and withdrew his hands from her breasts. His left hand quicky dipped in between them and down to her thighs where he glided his fingers over her entrance, along her slick wet folds. He snickered victoriously and lifted his hand showing his wet fingertips to her. Her eyes widened in repulsion and horror. "We'll finish this another night" he crashed his lips onto hers, kissing her hard then pulled back. "Someone is sleeping"
She exhaled shakily in fear.
"Let's go and say hello"
The white straps around her wrists began to untie, loosening until she grasped them and flung them away from her arms. She turned towards him as he walked away. "Who is it?"
He twisted around to her and smiled darkly, "Why spoil the surprise?" an index blade was raised, and he flicked it back and forth. Beckoning her to follow.
Before following she gripped the edge of her dress and yanked it back down over her hips and thighs, adjusting it. Then did likewise with the rim of the material around her chest, pulling it upwards. His words quickly ran through her mind.
We'll finish this another night
Her heart thudded against her chest. Oh god, she didn't know if she could be able to resist that urge the next time.
Freddy chuckled fiendishly and remarked. "Believe me, you won't. We both know that you want me to touch you, to fuck you"
Katherine inhaled sharply; a sparkle of defiance gleamed in her eyes as she reproached. "We'll see about that"
He laughed at her defiant attitude and spun away, marching towards the door with Katherine hot on his heels. His boots thudded on the gleaming tile floor as they made their way down the corridor in silence. As they turned right Katherine could barely hear faint mutterings and murmurs coming from another corridor down to their left, at the end of the hall. Her gaze was set straight ahead at the intersecting corridor when a figure passed by. Grey hair, their body adorned in a white doctor's coat. It was a female doctor.
Katherine skidded to a halt and gasped. It was Dr Simms.
Freddy had also halted and craned his head over his towards her. "Surprise, princess!"
"Why are we in her dream?" she demanded.
"We both know what she did to you" he sneered in rage.
"She gave me tablets without my knowledge" she replied.
"And I didn't like that" Freddy growled with disdain. "What have I always told you as a child? What would happen if anyone hurt you or did something to you that I didn't like? Mmm?"
Katherine swallowed hard, knowing what he was going to do. He was going to kill Dr Simms. She licked her dry lips and whispered in reply. "You said you would take care of them"
His lips curled upwards in an evil grin.
"But she won't believe any of this is real. She doesn't believe me! She thinks I'm fucking crazy!" she snapped.
He clicked his blades. "Well, I'll make her see the error of her ways! Want to watch?"
She shifted uneasily on her feet. As much as she didn't want anyone else to die. She did though want Dr Simms to finally understand her. To comprehend that she wasn't a schizophrenic. That everything she told her over the few weeks was true. And so, if her father confronting the woman, was the answer. Then so be it. She looked up at him and nodded. "Yes, I do"
He beamed with pride at her and in a blink of an eye disappeared.
Elizabeth Simms didn't know how she got here. The last thing she remembered was reading her novel then drifting off to sleep in the living room. The next she was striding down the darkened corridors of Westin Hills. But why? She ventured along the poorly lit corridors of the ward, peering into the small square windows of the padded rooms that were situated on each side of the corridor. There was at least twenty of the rooms, ten of each side. From beyond the doors, she could hear the faint humming, murmuring and ramblings of the patients. There was a staircase at the end of the hall she was sure of it. A way down to a back entrance of the hospital. She marched down pass the doors and frowned, noticing that the doorway wasn't there.
There was a slow creak as a door opened to her right and she swung around to the door, the voices on the other side rising in pitch. Soon, several men and women staggered out. Some of them bound in strait jackets while others were unrestrained, dressed in Westin Hills apparel. Their blood shocked eyes fell upon Dr Simms, their lips curling into snarls as they advanced towards her. Their faces were marred in scratches, cuts and faint bruises. Foam dribbled from some of their lips as they muttered and murmured incoherent words. Dr Simms gasped in terror and staggered past them but was cornered off as another door opened, with more delusional and crazed patients ambling out towards her. She shrieked and ducked as a few of the older men lurched towards her, their bony fingers missing her chest by inches.
She scrambled forward, pushing and shoving bodies of the way. But more doors began to open on each side. Dozens and dozens of men and women, of various ages staggered out. Their eyes instantly landing on her. She screamed as she felt several hands grasp and tug at her clothes on her back. Clawing and ripping at her white doctor's coat. She hit out with her right elbow, connecting hard with a man's face. There was a loud crunch as though bones were cracked, and she turned around towards the man. His head was angled at ninety degrees and his bones were protruding from his gashed neck. She screamed as he continued to advance towards her, flashing yellow stained teeth in a twisted smile.
Dr Simms tried to turn and run but now found herself surrounded by at least forty to fifty patients. She felt their hands upon her and was shoved forcefully to the ground, and they pounced on her. Her screams soon echoed down the hall. She felt hands, nails, teeth attack her arms, legs, chest, face. The attack was relentless, continuous. Though, she continued to fight back. Swinging her arms, legs and hands. Connecting with their faces, chests, stomachs. Then she felt it. Liquid coating her face, her neck, hands. Her eyes widened in alarm. She was bleeding, they were hurting her. She gave a loud yell as she shoved two burly men off her chest and crawled forward, trying to escape. But again, they lurched upon her. Grabbing her hair and neck, tugging and thrashing her body against the floor. She screamed again and threw her arms to the side in a blind panic. They connected with faces, and she felt their grip on her loosen and she reeled away, forward towards a doorway about ten feet from her. She had to crawl through their bodies as they crowded around her.
Beyond the door that Dr Simms was advancing towards Katherine stood watching with interest at the scene. A thick pane of glass was across the door showing her what exactly was going on. Katherine nervously bit her lip as she saw three foaming women kick and claw at the doctor and for the slightest second, she felt herself smirking in elation. She could sense the alarm, the fear coming from the older woman. And she loved it.
She took a few steps back as Simms dove for the door handle, while the crazed patients ambled forward towards her. Simms grasped the handle and flung it opened, staggering through onto her hands and knees. There was a loud bang as the door slammed shut behind her and she anxiously looked over her shoulder. Seeing the faces and bodies of the patients pressed against the glass. Their sneering faces were full of fury and hunger. They were baying for her blood. She sobbed and looked at her white coat, seeing it was torn to shreds while trickles of blood oozed down her cheeks and neck. She rose to her feet and murmured to herself. "What is going on?"
"You're asleep"
Dr Simms looked up at the owner of the voice. Her mouth parted in wonder. "Katherine?"
"Hello, doctor" Katherine said flatly.
"What?" Simms took a shaky step forward and studied the girl's appearance. Her brown hair was matted in sweat, hanging loosely around her face. The dress she wore was fitted, hugging her curved body and was quite short. Her arms were encased in white bandages, along with her right wrist. "But I can't be dreaming"
"Yes, you are" Katherine admonished.
There was a light tapping sound from behind Katherine and she twisted around, seeing the shape of her father approaching. The steel tips of his blades were tapping against the wall as he advanced towards them. Dr Simms followed the sound of the tapping and gawked in dread at the figure walking towards them. "W-who are you?"
Freddy gave a twisted smirk, "You don't know?"
Her wrinkled brow creased in confusion. Her eyes then darted to Katherine as she snarled in her direction. "I told you before, I'm not crazy!"
As Freddy took a few more steps forward, Simms finally saw his horrid burns and the red and green sweater. It then hit her; this was the same description that Katherine had explained to her in her sessions. "You're…" she murmured quietly.
"Katherine's daddy" he said with pride, then twisted around towards his daughter. "Come here princess"
Katherine backed away from Simms and hurried to his side. He gently grasped her shoulders and stood her in front of him with her back pressed against his chest. She slightly tensed as he rested his metal claw and burnt hand on her shoulders. He glared over her shoulder at the older woman and sneered with contempt, "I know what you did to her, you bitch!"
Simms shook her head in dismay and took a hesitant step back.
Katherine glanced over her left shoulder as her father moved past her. She felt his blades pat her arm lightly and she dropped her gaze to them. Seeing them twitch and jerk eagerly. His voice echoed in the barren hall again as he approached the doctor. "She knows what will happen if anyone hurts her" a despicable grin grew across his face as he turned to face her, "don't you baby girl?"
She felt like she was a child again. Like the day when Billy hurt her, caused her to hurt her knee. "They get their medicine"
Freddy's grin grew wider, and he looked down at her right hand. "It's time to give Dr Simms her medicine"
She felt something circular and plastic in her hand and lowered her gaze to her right hand. Clamped around her fingers was a white plastic bottle with yellow cover. She raised it to her face and inspected the label.
Fluphenazine.
Her eyes widened in surprise. It was the same tablets that Simms had been putting in her food. She couldn't help but smirk a little. Without another thought Katherine took a few quick steps towards her father, opening the bottle as she did and peered inside. There was not just fluphenazine inside, but other various tablets of different colours and sizes. She wasn't aware of what they were but knew it would be a deadly combination. Her father was going to make Simms have an overdose.
Freddy's left hand was held out and she placed the bottle in his palm. "That's my girl" he grinned with satisfaction.
She watched in anticipation as he stalked towards Simms and with a flick of his glove her body was slammed down hard onto her back but a powerful force. She cried out and whimpered as he crouched at her side and gently shook the tablets in the bottle. "Now" he gripped her grey locks with his glove and yanked her head upwards, "Open wide!"
Simms shrieked as he shoved the opened bottle into her mouth and shook the contents of the bottle down her throat. She gagged and choked, her hands grasping and clawing at his arm. But his grip intensified on her hair and more tablets were shoved into her mouth. "Let's see if your one of those bitches that swallows or spits!"
The doctor gagged and felt her eyes watering as the tablets slide down her oesophagus. There were far more tablets that the bottle could possibly hold. Perhaps dozens, hundreds. She felt more slithering down throat and she gurgled, her arms reaching out for Katherine. For help. But the young woman was staring at the scene, not moving. Mesmerized by what she was seeing.
She cried and tried to sit up, retching as she attempted to throw up. But Freddy gripped her chin with is blades and slapped her mouth shut. "C'mon you bitch, swallow!"
Simms felt her body temperature rising, sweat pouring from her pores and she groaned as a nauseating feeling gripped her stomach. Her vision slowly began to become blurry, distorted. Her eyes jerked and rolled into the back of her head as a violent seizure shattered her nervous system. Freddy smiled and let go of her hair letting her body hit the floor with a soft thud. He continued to crouch at her side, eying her body with interest. Her legs and arms jerked and spasmed as the seizure continued its hold on her body. She retched and a pool of blood and vomit spurted from her lips, mixed with the undissolved remains of the tablets. He shook his head in mock disappointment, then craned his head over towards Katherine. "I think she needs another dose; don't you think sweetheart?"
Katherine swallowed hard and gave a sharp nod in agreement.
He chuckled, turning his attention back to Simms and shook the bottle making dozens more tablets to appear inside. Again, he gripped her hair and wrenched her lips opened and thrust the tablets into her throat once again. As the medication entered her throat and stomach, the seizure strengthened in potency. Her heart pounded thunderously inside her chest, her lungs being worked to breaking point and she gasped and gurgled violently. Freddy titled his head to the side and with a maniacal cackle drove his blades deep into her chest. They dug through her muscle into her heart, stopping it in an instance. Her body twitched and jerked, then fell still as the life drained from her body.
Katherine felt a wave of relief flood through her body. Was she happy that Simms was dead?
Her attention was drawn away from the cadaver of Simms as Freddy rose to his feet and wiped the blood from his blades on his black trousers. He turned towards her and approached slowly, "So, what do you say?"
She took a cautious step back. "What?"
"Where are your manners I taught you?" he took a step closer to her. "You should be grateful that I killed that" he pointed with a blade at Simms's corpse. "Cunt. So, what do you say?"
"Thank you, daddy," she retorted quickly.
But it seemed that didn't satisfy him as he closed in on her.
"Wait!" her hands quickly raised in front of her. "I said thank you!"
"But I think there should be another way you could thank me" Freddy gave a perverted grin.
"How the hell do I do that?" she snapped harshly.
There was a moment's silence then his left hand whipped out to grasp her hair and with another smirk he shoved her to the floor onto her knees. She staggered backwards as he reached down for his zip as he stepped up to her. "No!"
He growled in displeasure and tugged her face forward with his hand again, "Now Katherine. Don't be an ungrateful little brat!"
"Please don't make me do this" she begged and looked away, "You know I hate it!"
He pouted in mock sadness, "And I thought you cared for me?"
She sniffled quietly. "You know I do. But please don't make me do this"
"Then you want the belt instead?" his left hand grasped the buckle of his brown leather belt and teasingly unhooked it from the belt loops and hung it in his bladed glove.
A startled whimper came from her as she shook her head in dismay. "No"
He smiled viciously and his fingers on his burnt hand quickly pulled down his zipper, then returned to her hair. She winced as they entangled in her sweaty locks and yanked her forward to his crotch. "Then, you know what to do"
She swallowed hard and with a wavering breath she reached upwards with her quivering hands…
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The luscious moan of Freddy resonated above her as Katherine withdrew her face from his crotch and she lowered her petrified gaze to the floor as he tidied himself away. He looked down at her, a pleased smile adorned his face as he lightly patted her hair with his blades in a sick show of gratitude. The emotions of disgust and shame emanated from her, and he held back a cruel snigger. Slowly, he reached down with a single blade and curled it under her shaking chin and tipped her head up to face his. "You've certainly improved" he said with a heinous smirk.
She sniffled and craned her face away from the blade, shivers of aversion zipping through her body at what had just happened. A surprise cry came from her as he grasped her hair and lurched her to her feet and drew her close. She balked away, but his grip tightened on her locks, and she winced sharply. "Now, I know that bitch Sandra will be sniffing around you again when you wake up. So, perhaps you should tell her what has happened"
Her brown eyes widened in fear.
Freddy chuckled at her and then continued. "Seeing as you are now being honest with her"
Katherine felt her stomach churn in apprehension. What would she think of her now? She looked at him uneasily and gave a half-hearted nod. He chuckled again and then lightly kissed her on her forehead, before spinning away and wandered down the corridor while whistling to himself.
She shuddered and retched weakly from the taste of him in her mouth, then spat out a mouthful of saliva. Her body shivered as she slowly made her way back to the ICU room where she wanted to wait until the sedative wore off…
9am that morning…
The faint murmuring of voices greeted Sandra as she walked into Katherine's ICU side room. Her went wide in surprise as the navy curtains were pulled around the small bed. A pang of dread tore through her mind, had something happened to Katherine? What else had that bastard done to her?
She waited a few feet from the curtains and watched with relief as the curtain was pushed back, allowing her to see Katherine laying comfortably on the bed. Again, her restraints were tightly fastened around her wrists.
A dark-haired female nurse smiled at Sandra, "Miss Krueger wanted a shower when she woke up"
"When she did she wake up?"
"After 8am. She had a good night's sleep" the nurse commented. "We also changed her bandages. We're going to give her some breakfast. Would you like anything? Some coffee?"
"No thank you, I'm okay" she smiled and took a step to the side as the nurse exited the room.
Sandra quickly pulled up a small chair beside the bed. The girl on the bed was startingly sombrely at her body, a few stray tears trailing down her face. "Katherine, are you okay?"
She shook her head sadly. "No, my father killed someone"
"What?" Sandra felt her heart skip a beat. "Was it Taryn? We still haven't found her!"
Katherine finally lifted her quivering face to Sandra's, "No, it was Dr Simms"
"He killed her. Why?"
"Because of what she did to me. By hiding those tablets in my food" Katherine replied coldly. "He made her have this overdose. He shoved all these tablets down her throat!"
Sandra swallowed worryingly and muttered quietly to herself, "Shit, I've to tell Donald. He can get someone out to Dr Simms house. We've to inform her family"
"Does it make me a bad person that a part of me wanted her to die?" Katherine asked.
That question caused Sandra to glare at the young woman in alarm. The fact that she admitted that was extremely disturbing and troubling. It was though Krueger was trying to warp the girl's mind even more, to make her become accustomed to the killing. The fact that she watched two deaths within several hours of each would be damaging to whatever sanity she had left. "Katherine, what you are saying. It's not healthy. It's not good for your frame of mind" she shuffled closer to the girl and dragged her seat forward, "What else happened?"
"He made me thank him" she casually shrugged her shoulders, "You know"
"You mean, he made you pleasure him?"
"Yes, he knows I hate it" she sniffled and pouted grimly. "He said he would hurt me if I didn't"
"That fucker" Sandra curse. "Did he do anything else?"
She sobbed softly. "He was taunting me! Saying how he knew I liked him having sex with me. He said that because he listened to our conversation. He reads my memories every time I fall asleep. He was toying with me! I told him it wouldn't happen again and that it was my body, and it wasn't me! But he said I was lying" her breathing suddenly became restricted and she closed her eyes and tried to regulate her breathing. She opened her eyes again, then continued "He started to touch my chest, my breasts. He wanted my body to react to his touches. I tried to push him away, but he had restrained my hands with these stupid restraints!"
Sandra sighed in dismay; her heart ached for the girl.
"I tried to fight against those sensations, against those feelings! But oh god, my body was reacting to him. I felt so sick, so repulsed at myself. A part of me hates myself for acting that way!"
"Katherine, he's trying to twist your mind!" She grabbed the girl's shaking hand.
"I know" Katherine nodded vehemently, "And I know if I start to like it, that if my mind starts to like it. If I desire his touch and admit it to him and say it to his face, then he'll have won. And I don't want that to happen!"
Sandra squeezed it tightly, "Then you need to fight him. I understand that he threatens you and hits you, but you need to start fighting back!"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to!"
"You have to try!" Sandra encouraged. "Or he will win!"
Katherine glared solemnly and gave a little nod. She knew that Sandra was right, but it wasn't as easy at Sandra was making it out to be. She quickly changed the subject, "You said you haven't found Taryn. Did she run away? Was it because of me?"
"Yes" Sandra nodded. "She's very upset about Kincaid's death. Joey and Kristen were out looking for her during the night. Michael is meeting with them at 11am to see if there is any news"
"What do they think of me? Do they hate me?" Katherine asked with a sense of worry.
"I've told them about your mental condition, this disorder you have. They are a bit confused. But they are still on your side. We just need to find Taryn to talk to her" Sandra withdrew her hand from Katherine's, then reached into her front cardigan pocket and pulled out a clean tissue and began to dry at the girl's pale face. "I need to get you out of here"
"But I can't!" she muttered and yanked meekly at her restraints, "They won't let me not after what I did to myself!"
"I understand your concerns. But all I care about is your well-being" she began then paused. As much as she wanted to disclose to Katherine the idea, she had of helping her out of the hospital, she knew that Freddy would instantly scan her memory of the day and find out her plans. She had to keep it a secret until the last minute.
"If you fall asleep, he'll go after you again" Katherine confessed
Sandra sighed. "Don't worry, I can look after myself"
"If you find Taryn, will you please tell her that I'm sorry?"
"I will" Sandra smiled.
"Did you tell Michael about what has happened between me and my father?" Katherine chewed her lips with worry. "Does he hate me?"
"I told him. But no, he doesn't hare you. He still loves you. He understands that you are going through a difficult time, that you are not making rational decisions. Here I have something for you" Sandra bent down towards her bag and slid out a small polaroid photo. The same one that Michael had in his wallet of him and Katherine. "He asked me to give this to you. There's something written on the back"
Katherine gripped the photo in her left hand, as a sad smile crept over face. She turned it over and let out a small sob at the words written in black ink.
I love you, Kathy.
M xox
"Please tell him that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything" she whispered softly.
Sandra rose to her feet, moving towards the bed and bent down to hug the sobbing girl. "He knows Katherine. He knows"
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Across town, in the more upmarket part of town Sheriff Thompson and Lt Garcia arrived at Dr Simms modest home. They noticed that the blinds on the all the windows were still drawn shut. They cautiously made their way towards the dark navy-blue door of her home and loudly rapped the door. Sheriff Thompson held his breath, listening intently for any sign of movement. He gave Garcia a worried glance and then readied himself to barge in the door. Garcia also stood up straight, becoming alert and watched as Thompson shoulder barged against the door. Once, then twice. The door shuddered in the frame and after the third attempt the wood cracked as the door gave way, allowing them to enter.
The rotten smell of slowly decaying flesh invaded their nostrils as they walked down the narrow hallway. Garcia gasped and coughed wildly as he turned right into the living room. "Oh my god. Sir!"
Thompson stepped up behind him and stared in abject horror at the corpse lying in the chair before them. Simms body was sprawled back in the chair, white foam bubbled from her blue lips. The veins on her neck and arms were thick and infected. Her chest was gutted, marred with four deep stab wounds with various cuts and scratches on her arms and face. Thompson staggered backward a snarl of anger crossing his face as he whispered out loud. "You son of a bitch" hoping somewhere that Freddy could hear him.
12noon…
"Katherine was right" Donald shook his head grimly as he spoke into his phone in his office. "We found Simms body in her living room. I've got a coroner performing an autopsy this afternoon. But from what I could see it looked like an overdose of some kind. Her brother has been notified. I'm not sure how I'm going to explain this to him"
"I would like to meet his afternoon" Sandra spoke into her phone from her office in Westin Hills. "I'd like to discuss Katherine. I have spoken to Dr Carver and thankfully he has agreed that I can help with looking after her. He wants someone who Katherine trusts and is familiar with her past" her voice lowered into a whisper. "I'm hoping tonight I can take over for the nurse. I can pretend to give her the sedative. Then I'll help her stay awake. The more she sleeps the more that bastard is asserting his control over her, and he knows it!"
He nodded silently then said. "I've got Garcia checking for any deaths or suicides for those names you mentioned to me. It may take a day or so to confirm. We need to check with the hospital"
"Thank you" Sandra leaned back in her chair, stifling a yawn.
"Have you heard of any news about Taryn?" Donald asked hopefully.
"No, I spoke to Michael before I phoned you. He met up with Kristen and Joey. They were out all night. They contacted a few of her friends and there's no sign of her. Kristen spoke to her mother, who said that she may have come home when she was out working last night. Her mother works late shifts in a nursing home. There were several pieces of her clothing missing from her bedroom. She's not sure where she would be. She's sick with worry!"
"Where the hell would she be?" Donald sighed despairingly.
"I'm not sure. I understand that Taryn is a recovering addict. Would there be a chance that she may returned to those places where she had dabbled in her drug use?" Sandra suggested. It was probably the last place they could check.
"There are one or two places in town. Near the old industrial estate in the north of the town. I'll get two of my officers to check"
"That would be helpful, thank you"
He began to pace back and forth in his office at his desk. "Come over in an hour. Nancy will be here with Michael and Glenn. I'm not sure about Kristen and Joey. But we can start on a plan of getting Katherine out of Westin Hills"
"Yes. I'll be there as soon as I can. I'm going to have another quick chat with Katherine" she paused. "I am considering contacting Dr Murray from Katherine's care home to try and assist me, but there may be a risk of Freddy finding out about her. Also, there would be paperwork and certain legal issued to go through to get her legally removed from the hospital. So…."
"So…?"
"I want your help to sneak Katherine out of the hospital during the night. I know there are risks as there is such a strong security presence in the hospital. But it is a chance I am willing to take"
"And where will you bring her to?" he asked.
"To Central City. But first things first, we need a plan to get her out of here without being discovered"
He nodded musingly. "I'll try and get the hospital building schematics to study the layout"
"Thank you. I'll see you in an hour" they quickly hung up and Sandra left her office. Heading back to the ICU ward, but not before fetching some coffee for herself and Katherine. As she entered the ward, she heard the faint sound of a television coming from Katherine's room and she smiled as she entered seeing the woman engrossed in a TV programme. "What are you watching?"
Katherine looked away from the TV and smiled, "Dallas"
Sandra raised the two plastic cups in her hands, "I got you some coffee"
"Would you loosen my straps on my wrists please?" she tugged at the white straps.
"Yes" she placed the coffees on the windowsill and slackened the ties, then offered her one of the cups. Katherine eagerly took it and took a long gulp. "Thanks. Dr Vickers said that you will be on the ward tonight"
"Yes. I will be helping with your recuperation" Sandra took a sip of her own hot beverage then sat at Katherine's side, in the same seat as earlier that morning. "We still haven't found Taryn. We think she may try and leave town"
Katherine stared at her in surprise. She hoped that the girl would make it.
"Katherine, I need to understand something. Does your father read your memories every time you fall asleep?" she had to make sure, as she didn't want to risk telling her any details of what they had planned.
"Yes, he would touch my forehead with his blades and then there would be this blinding pain. That's when he accesses my memories. He can see and hear everything that has happened"
She nodded slowly. "Okay. Look, I'll have to tighten your restraints before I go"
"Where are you going?"
"To see Sheriff Thompson" she responded as she fastened the white straps.
"Why?"
Sandra wanted to tell the girl. But for the time being she had to keep everything hidden from her. "I can't really explain. I'll see you this evening" she lightly kissed the girl on her temple, then left the room.
Katherine nodded slowly feeling curious. What were they going to talk about? Were they planning something? Of course, it was something to do with her. But why didn't Sandra want to tell her? She frowned, shaking her head lightly then it dawned on her. They didn't her to know anything, because her father would too.
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Author's Note: I liked writing Katherine in the scene between her, her father and Dr Simms - seeing her have a little darkness to her, wanting Dr Simms to die.
I was wary of writing the scene between Freddy and Kat at the start.
Well, thanks for the reviews so far.