Chapter 3
Kat woke up to Mark looking over her. "Where the hell were you!? You had me looking everywhere!"
"What, wait where am I"
"Our bedroom. Kat are you feeling ok?" No she wasn't her head felt like it was about to explode and she couldn't remember a thing about that day. "Where did you find me?"
"Um sleeping on your bed, what you don't remember?"
"Honestly I don't remember anything that happened today" She felt strange, she couldn't put into words how she felt, it was just out of the ordinary. "Look, I have a killer headache, can we talk about this later?"
"Yah sure," Mark said as he left the room. He walked upstairs and sat down. "How did she get back home in here bed if she can't remember a damn thing. Maybe I shouldn't have left her and gotten on the bus, but using 'what if's' isn't going to change a thing" He sat there for a while then decided to work on his homework. He had still not finished his English homework from the night before and he needed to get it done. As he was reading Kat came upstairs. She looked a little ticked at Mark but for what reason, he didn't know. "Something the matter?"
"No. why would you care? Just leave me alone, ok?"
"Um... k but you're sure?" She gave him a look that told him to back off. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting like this to him, had he done something wrong, a couple of the questions that streamed through his head. He turned back to his book and kept reading, "Maybe she'll feel better after she gets some sleep." It turns out the sleep thing didn't work. She was usually cranky getting up, but it was ten times worse the next morning when Mark went to get her up. "Hey Kat," Mark said as he nudged her "It's time to get up, remember school? That thing that learns us good?" Mark chuckled a bit (he obviously thought he was being funny). "God Mark go away," Kat said in a rather ticked off voice. "I'm not until you get out of that bed, we have S-C-H-O-O-L"
"Yes I K-N-O-W, but I want to S-L-E-E-P"
"Well you can't." he said as he reached for the bucket of ice-cold water he had prepared just in case she didn't feel like getting up again. He was about to pour it all of over her when she grabbed his arm with her hand and started to twist it in the other direction. SPLASH. The water streamed down all over Marks head, she chuckled and rolled over to look in his direction. "Who's the wet dog now Mark?" he just sat there looking at her in shock. "How did you do that?" exclaimed Mark. "Do what pour water over your head..."
"No I mean how did you just take your hand and force me to pour the water over my head without even looking at me?"
"Were you not watching I think it is quit self explanatory." Something was wrong, she was never this sarcastic to anyone except Eric. She rolled over to look away from him again. "Now go away I want to sleep if you don't mind." Mark wasn't going to take anymore of this. "KAT GOD DAMNIT, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!" he yelled. She quickly rolled back over and looked at him, her eyes were red. "Maybe you didn't hear me," she growled "I am NOT getting up." This shocked Mark, he had never seen her eyes go red like that before, and he was pretty sure that only full demons could do it as well. "Kat your..." he started to say but just decided to tell his mom to call her in sick, there was defiantly something wrong with her. He got new cloths on and started to walk upstairs when he heard Kat walk up behind him. He quickly turned around and saw her fully dressed with a smile on her face. "Ok now I am REALLY confused.." he thought to himself. "Hey Mark you better hurry our we'll be late for school"
"Kat.... o never mind. Yah we better get going." As they came upstairs they saw Eric. Mark quickly looked away, but Kat said a cherry "Good morning" to him. Mark just stood there, what the hell was going on? To make things even more weird Eric replied "Nothing, was wondering when you would get up sis" Shocked and dumfounded, Mark looked back and forth between the both of them. "Ok what the hell is going on here?" Mark finally said. "O god Mark will you just shove it, you're ticking me off" What was this? Eric had a pleased look on his face, Mark noticed it. He quickly turned away and told Kat that they should be going for the bus. She reluctantly followed. As they were walking away from the house towards the bus stop, Mark asked, "Kat what happened to you yesterday, I mean did you get your memory back?"
"Yah, but why should I tell you.."
"Just wondering"
"Ok I remember I was running, wait. yah that was it. I was running and Eric was driving by me and I look ahead of me and I get knocked out by that Matt guy. I guess I must have woken up and came back home without knowing it"
"Yah I guess," Mark was starting to think Eric had done something to her. But what could it be? He pieced together what had happened that morning and what happened to Kat yesterday afternoon, it didn't make any sense. For the whole bus ride he just sat and thought of what might have happened to her, it then hit her. Could this really be true? Could she really be? "No. that's impossible, that could never happen." He thought to himself. "But if all the clues suggest it, then could it really mean....she is somehow now. full demon?"
Kat woke up to Mark looking over her. "Where the hell were you!? You had me looking everywhere!"
"What, wait where am I"
"Our bedroom. Kat are you feeling ok?" No she wasn't her head felt like it was about to explode and she couldn't remember a thing about that day. "Where did you find me?"
"Um sleeping on your bed, what you don't remember?"
"Honestly I don't remember anything that happened today" She felt strange, she couldn't put into words how she felt, it was just out of the ordinary. "Look, I have a killer headache, can we talk about this later?"
"Yah sure," Mark said as he left the room. He walked upstairs and sat down. "How did she get back home in here bed if she can't remember a damn thing. Maybe I shouldn't have left her and gotten on the bus, but using 'what if's' isn't going to change a thing" He sat there for a while then decided to work on his homework. He had still not finished his English homework from the night before and he needed to get it done. As he was reading Kat came upstairs. She looked a little ticked at Mark but for what reason, he didn't know. "Something the matter?"
"No. why would you care? Just leave me alone, ok?"
"Um... k but you're sure?" She gave him a look that told him to back off. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting like this to him, had he done something wrong, a couple of the questions that streamed through his head. He turned back to his book and kept reading, "Maybe she'll feel better after she gets some sleep." It turns out the sleep thing didn't work. She was usually cranky getting up, but it was ten times worse the next morning when Mark went to get her up. "Hey Kat," Mark said as he nudged her "It's time to get up, remember school? That thing that learns us good?" Mark chuckled a bit (he obviously thought he was being funny). "God Mark go away," Kat said in a rather ticked off voice. "I'm not until you get out of that bed, we have S-C-H-O-O-L"
"Yes I K-N-O-W, but I want to S-L-E-E-P"
"Well you can't." he said as he reached for the bucket of ice-cold water he had prepared just in case she didn't feel like getting up again. He was about to pour it all of over her when she grabbed his arm with her hand and started to twist it in the other direction. SPLASH. The water streamed down all over Marks head, she chuckled and rolled over to look in his direction. "Who's the wet dog now Mark?" he just sat there looking at her in shock. "How did you do that?" exclaimed Mark. "Do what pour water over your head..."
"No I mean how did you just take your hand and force me to pour the water over my head without even looking at me?"
"Were you not watching I think it is quit self explanatory." Something was wrong, she was never this sarcastic to anyone except Eric. She rolled over to look away from him again. "Now go away I want to sleep if you don't mind." Mark wasn't going to take anymore of this. "KAT GOD DAMNIT, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!" he yelled. She quickly rolled back over and looked at him, her eyes were red. "Maybe you didn't hear me," she growled "I am NOT getting up." This shocked Mark, he had never seen her eyes go red like that before, and he was pretty sure that only full demons could do it as well. "Kat your..." he started to say but just decided to tell his mom to call her in sick, there was defiantly something wrong with her. He got new cloths on and started to walk upstairs when he heard Kat walk up behind him. He quickly turned around and saw her fully dressed with a smile on her face. "Ok now I am REALLY confused.." he thought to himself. "Hey Mark you better hurry our we'll be late for school"
"Kat.... o never mind. Yah we better get going." As they came upstairs they saw Eric. Mark quickly looked away, but Kat said a cherry "Good morning" to him. Mark just stood there, what the hell was going on? To make things even more weird Eric replied "Nothing, was wondering when you would get up sis" Shocked and dumfounded, Mark looked back and forth between the both of them. "Ok what the hell is going on here?" Mark finally said. "O god Mark will you just shove it, you're ticking me off" What was this? Eric had a pleased look on his face, Mark noticed it. He quickly turned away and told Kat that they should be going for the bus. She reluctantly followed. As they were walking away from the house towards the bus stop, Mark asked, "Kat what happened to you yesterday, I mean did you get your memory back?"
"Yah, but why should I tell you.."
"Just wondering"
"Ok I remember I was running, wait. yah that was it. I was running and Eric was driving by me and I look ahead of me and I get knocked out by that Matt guy. I guess I must have woken up and came back home without knowing it"
"Yah I guess," Mark was starting to think Eric had done something to her. But what could it be? He pieced together what had happened that morning and what happened to Kat yesterday afternoon, it didn't make any sense. For the whole bus ride he just sat and thought of what might have happened to her, it then hit her. Could this really be true? Could she really be? "No. that's impossible, that could never happen." He thought to himself. "But if all the clues suggest it, then could it really mean....she is somehow now. full demon?"
