So last chapter I meant to write assholes in the author's note. But I was just going insane and crazy about the idea of the assholes (cough cough SAM ARTIE cough cough) and I forgot to edit it to make it assholes. So..yes.
Sam and Artie were ASAHOLES in last night episode of Lights OUt.
Thursday. 2 AM.
Kitty eventually made it to sleep around one in the morning. She had an hour of sleep when she awoke to the sound of someone screeching out in pain. Kitty shot up from the sleeping bag and saw that the bedroom door was opened.
Kathy.
She jumped out of the sleeping bag and ran down the stairs and found her baby sister in the kitchen being held up by Phil, both of her tiny wrist in his huge monster hands. The gallon of milk was on the floor. Phil was screeching at Kathy.
"Little brat! The milk spilled! God, your so fucking stupid! This will teach you!" He held up his free hand, above his head, and ready to smack her, when Kitty yelled.
"Don't hurt her!" She screeched. Kitty then ran over and pushed Phil, who let go of Kathy, and Kitty caught Kathy in time. She held her baby sister close to her as she backed away and ran upstairs. Knowing that Phil was going to kick their asses.
With Kathy still crying, Kitty ran back into her bedroom and locked her bedroom door. She began to sooth the baby girl as much as possible as she heard Phil's chunky brown boots slam their way up the stairs. Seconds later at the door and began slamming his hand on the white wood.
"Open the fucking door!"
"Shhh shhh," Kitty soothed the baby and soothed her as much as possible. "I promise, Baby, Phil won't hurt you."
Kitty thought for several seconds. She ran over to the baby bag and drug through, until she found a pink pacifier she had bought a few days ago. She placed it in the screaming toddlers mouth. Swiftly the toddler stopped and began to calm down. She then began heading for the door when she heard the door begin to knock down. She kissed Kathy and placed her sister in the closet rapidly. "Stay here."
By the time she closed the closet door and locked it, Phil had knocked down the door. He charged at Kitty and grabbed her wrist.
Bruises.
On her collar bone.
Her shoulders.
Her stomach.
Her back.
Her legs.
Her arms.
Strangled to the point of almost death.
It ended with Kitty blacked out.
Kitty came back to life when she heard Kathy crying from the closet. Kitty, feeling weak as hell and tired, managed to get some strength up from her elbows. She got her head up, took a few deep breaths, then opened her eyes. She was shocked what she saw.
She was nude.
Phil was passed out, oppose end of her.
Kitty felt pain in between her legs.
Kitty got up and opened her closet. She grabbed a random black and white sweater and black pants and brown boots with socks inside of them, threw them on over herself, grasped Kathy and the baby bag and Kathy's teddy bear (the one Kitty gave to her when Kathy first arrived) and ran out the door.
She buckled her sister into the car, got in herself, and drove off into the night. Crying.