Chapter 9: Cat's POV

I woke up to the said of a door opening.

"Josh!" I hear. "Are you here?"

"Shit!" I say under my breath. I shake Josh's arm trying to wake him. His eyes open but he rolls over to go back to sleep.

"Josh wake up! We fell asleep and your mom's home!"

That woke him up. "Shit!" He jumps up and quickly puts his pants back on. I pull down my shirt a little more and sit on one end of the couch. Once Josh is done he sits at the other. We both pretend to be asleep when his mom walks in. Josh is the first to "wake up".

"Oh hey mom," he yawns, "I didn't hear you come in."

"Its okay sweetie, I'm sorry for waking you up. But shouldn't you and Cat still be at school?"

"Yea but Cat wasn't feeling good and her parents weren't home so I brought her here to rest." Wow that sounded like a convincing lie even to me. Well I guess this is a good time to wake up.

"Hello Corlynn," I greet looking up at her.

"Are you feeling any better dear?" she asks me concerned. "Do you need anything?"

"Thank you but I'm feeling much better. I guess I just needed some rest." I stand up and notice her looking strangely at my shirt. Shit, I forgot I was still wearing Josh's shirt. Luckily Josh came to my rescue.

"It started raining on the way over here so I threw Cat's clothes in the dryer and let her borrow some," he explains. She nods but I swear she was smirking. Josh walks out of the room, probably to grab my clothes. I stare at the ground the entire time he's gone hoping Corlynn won't say anything.

When Josh comes back I grab my clothes and head to the bathroom to change. I look in the mirror and realize why Corlynn was smirking; I had major sex hair. I throw on my clothes and try to fix my hair as best as I can. I walk back into the living room to see Josh's mom trying to hold back laughter. I look over at Josh and he looks so uncomfortable. As soon as he sees me he jumps off the couch and rushes to me.

"Mom, I'm going to walk Cat home," he says pulling me towards the door.

"Do I even want to know what happened when I was gone?" I ask him once we're outside.

He chuckles a little, "Probably not, I forgot how observant my mom can be."

"Oh no," I groan. "She knows, doesn't she?"

"Yes. When you left she gave me a speech on the importance of 'being safe.'"

"Well I'm glad I missed that one," I say laughing.

"Oh don't feel left out, she probably has a speech planned for you too," he smirks at me.

I try to glare at him, but I can't help but smile. He grabs my hand and we walk the rest of the way in silence. When we get to my house, I can't help but sigh.

"What's wrong?" Josh asks.

"I don't want you to leave," I admit.

He kisses me, "I know, I don't want to leave."

"See you tomorrow?" I ask.

"Of course," he smiles at me. After one last kiss, I turn and walk inside.

As soon as I close the door I hear my mom, "Cat! Can you come in here please."

I completely forgot that I skipped school. Shit she sounds kinda pissed. I walk into the living room.

My mom's standing in front of the couch. "Sit down," she tells me. "I got a call from your school today, saying you skipped your afternoon classes."

"I wasn't feeling good. So a friend let me rest at their house," I explained.

"I want to talk to you about that friend. According to Mrs. Colmes, you are making the wrong kind of friends. She told me about Josh Ramsay. He's failing most of his classes, he ditches all the time, and he is supposedly involved in drugs! You are not to see him again."

"Mom, you don't even know him! He's a great guy!" I yell.

"I don't care! I want you to stay away from him! Go upstairs; you're grounded for two weeks."

I walk up to my room without another word, blinking back tears. After I close and lock my door, I go straight to my dresser. I pull open the top drawer and dig around until I find my razor. I slide to the floor sobbing as I press the cool metal to my skin. I drag it across my skin again and again. I watch the blood bubble up and drip down my arm onto the floor. I don't know how long I sit there before I decide to get up. I wash the blood off my arm, bandage my cuts, and lay down praying for sleep.