Chapter Twenty-Two
Kaitlyn was straitening her hair when the horn was sounded outside. Damn, Reichen was here already! She grabbed her purse and, pausing before the mirror to check and make sure everything looked okay, she straightened her jacket and ran her hands along her jean pants to make sure that there was no flint there. After concluding that everything was okay, she began to hurry down the spiral staircase, which curved to the left, away from the door. By the time she reached the door, and, twisting the doorknob, opened it, Reichen was standing there holding a bouquet of flowers, most of which were red, pink, and yellow roses. Kaitlyn grinned appreciatively and said to him, "Thanks, Reichen. They're beautiful." She took them in her arms and walked to the kitchen, unaware that he was following her. She found a vase under the kitchen sink and filled it halfway up with water, then undressed the flowers, which were decorated with different types of paper and ribbons, and sat them in the vase. She set the vase on the dining room table to be displayed to all of the visitors, and then told Reichen that she was ready to go. He escorted her to his car, opening the passenger side door for her, and watched as she slid into the seat. "Thanks, Reichen." He was such a gentlemen--how could she have even second guessed going out on this date with him. How could she not accept his invitation for dinner and a movie. And she knew that it would be a scary movie and so even if she wasn't scared (which she probably wouldn't be, because she didn't take horror movies that seriously) she could cling to him in "fear."
Kaitlyn watched as he climbed into the car himself and revved the engine. Pulling out of her driveway, Reichen reversed onto the road and began to pull forward. They were soon flying down the road towards the movie theatre. Kaitlyn rolled down her window, letting the wind blow against her face. How could she not absolutely, completely, totally, not love this?
Then she remembered why. Why she had cried for the past few weeks. Why she had sobbed painfully, remembering him leaving her, without a final goodbye, just a note and a promise to return. But he hadn't, and so Kaitlyn had to move on. She had to move on from Zach. Zach was why she had been in so much pain for the past few weeks, why she had been afraid to be near another boy. But now she was over him, or so she thought.
Meanwhile
Anna kissed Luke softly. "The dinner was wonderful."
"Being with you is wonderful." He touched her hand softly. "I love you so much." And indeed he did. He hadn't been to Portland ever since the funeral, hadn't even heard from Molly lately. But maybe that was because the last time he talked to her he had told her he didn't want to be married with her, at least not anytime soon. She probably took it the worst way possible, and would never speak to him again. But that was okay, because Luke was now in love with Anna Stern, the girl from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. He had met her parents, who liked him and accepted him as a good match for their beautiful daughter. Yes, Anna was beautiful, so damn beautiful, and Luke loved her so much. He leaned across the table to kiss her again. He wrapped his arms around her, the kiss becoming more and more passionate. "Should we go now?" he asked seductively.
Anna grinned. "We should."
Later
Kaitlyn screamed when she saw the killer stabbing the woman tens of times. The blood went everywhere. She wrapped her arms around Reichen's arm and held on tightly, pretending (or was she?) to be frightened of the horror movie. She looked up at him and saw a broad grin on his face. He liked this. She sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder as if fearful that the killer was going to get the little girl--she knew that he wouldn't, because there were few if any times that killers got little children because that was just something that you didn't do in movies, even though they did in life. Kaitlyn watched as he went to grab the girl but she screamed and ran, and the chandelier dropped from the ceiling. It smashed against the killer, driving him (or her) into the ground. You thought it was over, Kaitlyn knows she did. That was when the killer stood, grabbing the chandelier and throwing it, the chandelier hitting the little girl and pinning her under it's weight. She screamed as she desperately tried to get away, but the killer was approaching quick and fast. Okay, now this was some scary shit. Kaitlyn pulled one hand up to her face, covering her eyes. "Don't get the little girl!" she screamed. "Don't get her! Run, girl! Run!"
That was when the hero of the movie, the girl's older brother, began to chop the killer up with an axe. Okay, that was better. Much better. Reichen wrapped his arm around Kaitlyn and brought her head into his chest comfortingly.
Meanwhile
Anna moaned with pleasure as Luke moved above her. "Luke…Luke…yes! Yes!" Her hands clung to the bedpost, her knuckles white. She screamed in ecstasy as he entered her hard with quick thrusts.
"Anna," he moaned.
"Luke…"
She kissed his lips passionately, running her hands through his long blonde hair. She kissed his chest, the soft hairs trailing down to his belly, and then his manhood. That was when she lifted the blanket, grinning slyly, and pulled the cover up over her head.
Later
Kaitlyn was walked to the front door by Reichen. Such a gentleman. They stood there in silence for a moment, but then Reichen leaned in and kissed her softly on her lips. "I like you, Kaitlyn." He wrapped a hand around her neck, pulling her back in.
"I like you too," she said, kissing him back. They stood there, kissing passionately for a few moments. That was when Kaitlyn pulled away. "I've got to go," she said dreamily.
"See you on school Monday?"
"Actually…" Kaitlyn kissed him again. "There's a party tomorrow night…why don't you pick me up at nine?"
Reichen grinned and kissed her. "Okay. See you then." He turned and hurried back to his car, while Kaitlyn slipped her key into the lock, turning it, and walked inside.
That was when her mother ran up to her. "Hey, Kaitlyn."
"Hey mom," said Kaitlyn, confused why her mom would be so eager to greet her.
"There's someone here that wants to visit you. Says his name is…"
That was when Zach walked down the hall towards her. "Hey," he said.
"Oh my God…Zach…" Kaitlyn backed against the door. "You're back?"
"Your dad is over at the restaurant--"
They had just recently reopened the Lighthouse a few weeks before and her dad had been spending a lot of time there. Kaitlyn was glad he wasn't there then, because he would have beat the living hell out of Zach for even thinking of coming back.
"Zach, what are you doing here?"
Zach didn't speak. He just walked up to Kaitlyn and began to kiss her passionately.