HI! I totally have writers block, but I'll try anyways! Sorry I've been so long, but I couldn't think of anything, PLUS I've hade a crap load of homework!!!!! HALLALUYA!!!!! as I've been sitting writing this Authors note, I hade an idea, no matter how crappy it is, I'm gonna write it anyways!
The song ended so this is no longer a song fic, just a story. OK! Here we go, and now SOME SIRIUS BLACK obsessive fans can stop calling and bitching to me to write more. And YES I mean you siri beri fe fi fo feary, Siri Mc beri!!!! Flick and shake,
Flag Grass G Tree Ball!!!!!
Here we go!
PS: siri, her last name is dedicated to you...on second thought...this whole chapter is dedicated to you for some random reason....no, no, there is no reason at all, but it's dedicated to you anyways!:P
PPS: My actual friend Kaitlyn brought something to my attention, Catylinn and Tom are in the same math class but Catylinn is in grade 10 and Tom is in grade 11. The thing is that Catylinn is really intelligent and was bumped up a grade in math! Kk, I'm done, 4 sure now!
PPPS: In this chapter we find out more about Catylinn's family life, and...JUST FOR THE RECORD MY FAMILY IS THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE! WE HAVE A VERY CLOSE AND LOVING FAMILY AND I KNOW NO-ONE THAT HAS A FAMILY LIKE THIS! I just fit with how I imagine Trinity's family life to be like!!!
OK! I'll shut up now! I swear!
CHAPTER 4: Kicked Out
Trinity's POV
I woke up to a high pitched scream.
"EKKKKK! Catylinn Alexandra Black! Why the HELL is there a boy in my house??????"
"Mmmm...huh?" I mumbled, still half asleep. Surprisingly enough, Tom was still asleep, subconsciously tugged me closer to him.
"Catylinn! You Slut, You Whore!" Tom was awake by this point. "You are no child of mine. Get out, get out of my house. Take your stuff and leave. You are no longer welcome here. Go! Go now and never come back."
"What?? Mom, I... I...We...We weren't doing anything! Don't you think that your reaction is a bit strong??? We were talking and we just, fell asleep..."
"YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH HIM!!!"
"It's not like we were having sex, I can vouch for that."Tom said to make his presence known. "All we were doing was sleeping on the couch, not evan in a bed!"
"I don't give a shit! Now GO!"
"Where am I supposed to st...."
"Well that's not my problem, now is it?!"
"FINE! Come on Tom."I yelled. I then stormed up the stairs with Tom close behind me.
We reached my room a few seconds later. As soon as the door was shut 2 things happened simultaneously: Tom pulled me into his arms, and I broke down into tears.
"God, Tom," I sobbed into his shirt, "What am I going to do? Where am I going to stay?"
"Shhh, its alright Cat, don't worry, we'll figure something out. I promise"
"What the hell's her problem? We weren't evan doing anything!"
"I know baby, I know. Shhh, everything's going to be ok. I love you" he whispered into my hair.
I sighed and sat on my bed. "I suppose that its for the best, me leaving this place." I paused for a moment. "Hell, I don't evan know why I'm complaining! I should be thanking God that I finally have an excuse to get out of this hell hole."
"What do you mean?" he asked, sitting next to me and wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
I took a deep breath and began my explanation. "My dad beats me every day, my mom calls me a fat and ugly slut, I don't get an allowance but I have to provide my own clothes, they barley feed me, I think I've actually lost track of how many times my brother has tried to kill me." I noticed his eyes steadily widening and him looking more afraid and concerned by the second. "He attempts to kill me via knife, gun, attempting to drown me, gassing my bedroom, poisoning my food, lighting my hair on fire, and, um...yeah, that's all I can think of at the moment, but I'm sure that I'll think of some more later."
"Oh God, Catylinn" he said, horrified, "We have to get you out of here! Why didn't you tell me about this before?"
"I....I didn't want you to worry about me... nobody knows. Also... if I told anyone they would hurt me evan more." I said, staring at the floor.
"You still should have told me, I could have helped! And of course I'm going to worry about you, I love you! Hey..." He put his index finger under my chin and tilted my head up. "I love you." He said this while slowly leaning to wards me. And then he kissed me. Oh, what a kiss! Amazing! I soon found myself on my back with him on top of me. After a few minutes his hands began to roam across my stomach. It felt great until... "Ahh" I gasped.
"Shit! Did I hurt you??" He took my look of pain and me clutching my stomach as a yes, "God Catylinn, I'm so sorry! Here, let me see." he said as he gently lifted up my shirt to revel my severely bruised and obviously beaten stomach. "Holy Shit! Is this from..."
"My dad? Yeah." I gasped, obviously still in pain.
"God, Cat, you weren't kidding..."
"I'm Fine!" I said, cutting him off, "really. Now where were we?"
"I think," he leaned a little closer, "about," he leaned down slowly until our noses were touching, "here." he whispered against my lips before kissing me again. We kissed just as passionately as before, but now Tom was much more mindful for where he touched me.
I slowly pulled away, "We have to stop. Before we go to far." I whispered, much to his disappointment.
"Yeah," he said with a fake dramatic sigh, "I suppose you're right."
"But then again, I'm always right." I said with a playful smile.
"You are, are you!?"
"Of course!" I said while sliding out from underneath him, "always!"
He just smiled at me with a half laugh. His face became somewhat serious as he looked me up and down. "I love you, you know that?"
"I know," I replied, "And you know that I love you just as much, right?"
He simply nodded, "come on, we better get going."
Tom helped me put all of my things into two big black garbage bags(I wasn't allowed to use a suitcase). Once everything was packed up, about a half hour later, and the two bags were in the middle of the floor, I turned to Tom.
"Well? What now? Where am I going to go? What the hell am I supposed to do now?" I said, somewhat depressed.
Tom paused for a minute, thinking. And then, "You'll stay with me. In my house, with my family."
"Are you sure?"I asked with a tone of unsureness, "I mean, how can you be sure that your parents will allow it?"
"Stop worrying Cat, if I speak to them about your family life, I'm sure that they'll let you stay...there's no way that they would say no."
"If you're sure. I...I...I don't want to be a burden or a bother or..."
"Hush." Tom said, cutting me off, "I promise you that everything will work out, ok!? Just trust me. Everything will be fine." he paused for a moment, as if contemplating his next move, and then he suddenly grabbed me and pulled me in for a fierce kiss.
"We better go," I muttered against his lips.
"Alright"
We quietly headed down the stairs, trying not to alert my parents of our presence. But what we didn't know, was that what was awaiting us at the bottom of the stairs was not pleasant.
My dad and brother had apparently arrived home. The two of them, plus my mother were waiting for us at the bottom of the stairs.
"Look at that! The bitch is finally leaving!" snarled Simon, my brother, with a sarcastic smirk.
"Why are you still standing there?" my mother screamed, "I TOLD YOU TO GET THE FUCK OUT!!!!! NOW!!!!"
Tom put his hand on the small of my back and we continued our walk to the door.
"Wait, Catylinn," my father said with an evil grin. I stoped moving, but did not turn to face him. "I must give you a little parting gift." He walked up to me, spun me around forcefully, and punched me with all of his might directly at my stomach. I doubled over with pain as Tom stood next to my with a shocked expression on his handsome face. "Had enough Bitch?" he laughed as he threw another blow, it was at my face this time.
"Please dad, stop" I pleaded through my sobs.
"You have five seconds to get out of my sight." he spat.
Tom quickly grabbed the two bags, and helped me; still doubled over, crying, and limping; out the door.
We had walked for two blocks buy the time I had calmed down completely, and I was now carrying one of the two bags.
Half way into the third block out of the seven blocks separating my own and Tom's house, a car pulled up. Tom instantly moved himself to stand between my self and the car, prepared to protect me if necessary.
As the car came to a complete stop, the most unexpected person came out of the car.
"Mr. Anderson, Miss Black," Mr. Smith, our math teacher said in that deathly calm monotone voice of his. "What a pleasant surprise." He had a strange smile on his face that almost looked murderous. I would know, I have seen that exact same smile on my brother's face multiple times in the past.
I broke the odd and uncomfortable silence, during which Mr. Smith maintained his cruel smile, after a few moments. "Um...Mr Smith." I said, coming around Tom, "Can I help you?" Oh god, my stomach still hurt like hell.
"Yes, Miss Black," He drawled with his sinister smile, "Yes you can." He smiled evan wider before grabbing my arm and forcing me into the car before Tom could evan react
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Haha!! My first attempt at a cliff hanger!!!!!! What will Happen next???? Who knows??? lol...Who Knows!!!!!! hahaha! Just like the title!!! whew I've had a lot of sugar today!
Once again I am terribly sorry for the long and painful wait.... You must all be exceedingly pissed of ( I am looking at YOU Kaitlyn and Sirius!!!) Lol!!! please review! I will try to update soon, but I may be a while; again SORRY! But, don't you for one second think that I am abandoning this fic, because I never will until it is complete!!!! OK!!!!
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