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Chapter Two

Vanessa took one step forward and slapped Katie across her face. It was as if Katie couldn't feel it, but after a few seconds, she put her hand to her face and dejectedly dropped her head.

Freddy on the other hand, couldn't move. He was shocked and utterly bewildered. At what Katie said and what Vanessa did.

Vanessa moved closer to Katie, so that no one could hear, she hissed into Katie's ear, "Say one word, and everything you think is dear, will be hurt, and don't think I won't do it too." Vanessa's lips curled up into a smirk, "Remember the scar dear, I don't think it will be leaving your leg for long."

Katie gave a soft whimper, before gently nodding. Vanessa reared her head and turned towards Freddy, tears in her eyes and a sad smile on her pretty face, "Oh Freddy!" she cried, "I'm so sorry I did that—it was—it was," more tears started pouring down her face, "I love you Freddy and I don't want you to go to her!" She pointed in Katie's direction, letting out a loud sob and gripping onto Freddy's shirt.

A voice sounded out from behind, "And I don't want to lose you because of HER!" Katie's hair was limp around her face; silent cries that no one could hear tore inside, but tears formed in her eyes. "I don't want to lose you Freddy, like I already have."

Freddy's mouth was agape, opening and closing, like a fish. Vanessa looked livid, glaring at Katie. "Don't listen to her Freddy! She's lying, she just wants to take you away from me." Pushing Freddy towards the door she finally had opened, she gave one last effort of a push and locked him outside.

As soon as she had locked him outside, the two could hear the pounding of Freddy's fists against the wooden door, "Let me in Vanessa! Now! Open this friggen door!"

She turned slowly around gritting out her words, "You—little—bitch! What the hell have I been telling you to do? Shut up! But you can't do that can you?" Vanessa lifted up her hand and slapped Katie across the face, "Freddy is mine," she slapped Katie again, "I will not let you take him away from me!" With one last slap sounding the room, Vanessa flung open the door taking Freddy's arm and lead him away.

Katie slumped to the ground and put her face into her hands, trembling, she began to cry. Freddy hadn't been the one to save her, to defend her like she thought he would. She hadn't been there for him much these days, but she thought seeing Vanessa in her true light would clear his thought of Vanessa being an angel.

"Freddy, Freddy, Freddy," she kept chanting, rocking back and forth.

On the street outside Katie's house Freddy was having a talk with Vanessa. "Look," he said running his hand through his hair, "I know you're my girlfriend and you get jealous, but this is ridiculous," he waved his hand around indicating Katie's house, "you barge into her house when she was going to tell me something—and—and she's sick and unwell and you slap her and make her cry—oh god she's probably crying right now." Vanessa clamped her hand onto her arm and tried to make him stay with her.

"Get your hands off me now," Freddy shouted at her trying to pry her hands off. Finally being able to, Freddy dashed across the lawn and rung Katie's doorbell. Mrs. Brown answered.

"Weren't you just here a moment ago, Freddy?" she inquired.

"Well—yes but due to some circumstances," he murmured, "I couldn't quite talk to Katie—can I please see her?"

"Of course," she said, "Come in, come in."

Freddy quickly ran past Mrs. Brown, clambering noisily up the stairs and stumbled on the top step, causing him to trip and bang Katie's door wide open and go sprawling across the floor.

Katie quickly scrambled to her feet, looking down at the body that was on her floor; with a trembling voice she uttered his name, "Freddy?"

He looked up, and gave a painful smile. "I'm fine, Katie—just—can you help me up?" Katie put out an arm and pulled him to his feet. He took one look at her face and asked, "Katie—why is both your cheeks so red?"

Katie opened her mouth to respond, she wanted to tell him about Vanessa's slaps and words, but her courage didn't seem up to it, she couldn't speak. "I—I—I just feel hot, that's all."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Freddy said giving her one of his looks, checking her for any injuries.

She gave him a smile, "Yes, Freddy I'm sure. You can—go now, with her—Van—essa now." She had trouble pronouncing her tormentors name.

Heading towards the door Freddy looked back at her and said, "Well then I must be off. See you at school tomorrow Katie, hope you're feeling better by then!" With a wave he was off. She could hear his receding echo of footsteps.

Tomorrow, yes tomorrow, she would see what other tragedy would befall her. She hugged her body, pondering why she hadn't told Freddy about Vanessa.

Was it fear of her?

Was it that she didn't want Freddy to yell at her if he didn't believe her?

Was it that she was scared that Freddy would never love her back?

For all these thoughts, she didn't know which one was the right one she was feeling.

Mrs. Brown knocked on the door, sending Katie out of her train of thoughts. "I'm sorry, dear. Just wanted to check you were okay." Katie quickly faced the other way, not wanting her mother to see her face.

"I'm fine," she quickly replied, "I'm going to go to bed now."

"Okay then dear," Mrs. Brown said, "I'll leave you to it." She then slowly closed the door with a 'click.'

'God, save me,' she thought, 'I'm lying to my own mother, and I thought I could tell her everything.' She slipped the duvet over her body and cuddled up into her bed.

Switching off her lights, she was plunged into darkness. She closed her eyes tight, as she was scared of the dark.

"Good night," she whispered, to no one in particular.