Hey guys!
So I know the dramastic weight lost number is large, but I'd figure since Kitty works out so much (being a Sue Sylvester Cheerio cheerleader), she just loses weight rapidly. But still, just kind of deal with it.
Alese222: I had already planned on making the Madeline reference since the start of the story, so that's why I didn't mention you. But thanks for pointing that out anyways, lol.
Monday Afternoon
Twelve hours and fifteen minutes.
That's how long it's been since Kitty and Kathy were saved from that hell of a house. Since they were split apart.
She was checked up on at the hospital, there they discovered bruises and slap marks and low weight (Kitty started out at 115, but was now down to at least 90!) and Kitty's self-injury. Kitty overheard one doctor say to another that she, Kitty, would have to take special program classes to help with the self-harm.
She didn't care though. She just wanted to hold her sister again. She kept demanding where her sister was and was waiting for Jake to come back.
"Where the hell is my sister!?" She yelled at a nurse, who brought in crackers and soup for the girl. "Where the hell is she?"
"I don't know. Now eat the soup and crackers." The nurse said.
"Listen fat piece of doctor trash," Kitty said. "You tell me where the hell my sister is, or I'll make your job look like a piece of Hell!"
The nurse, however, ignored her. Kitty cried.
An hour later or so, Kitty was in a board meeting office. She sat in there in her full covering hospital gown, waiting for her guest to come in and speak to her. She saw from outside the windows Shirley.
It's her fault Kathy and I are split up. She probably planned that. It's her job to make sure we're together.
Shirley walked in and sat across from Kitty. "Hello Kitty."
Kitty said nothing.
"Nice to see you again."
Still quiet, just a cold, cold glare.
"Kitty I'm not going to ask why you didn't say earlier. So let's get down to the business. So right now your mother is home—"
"What mother? I have no damn mother." Kitty bluntly said.
"Anyways," Shirley continued, "and your father—"
"Phil's not my Dad. The woman named Susan Wilde, the name-claim of Mother to me, is a slut."
"—Phil, is waiting for court trial. Now because you're old enough to testify in court, we'll need you to testify—"
"Where's my sister?" Kitty asked. Shirley said nothing. "Where. Is. Kathy?"
"She's at the other hospital, a special child program is there to help her recover from traumatic events."
"I can do that. I'm able to do that."
"Kitty, you were in the same house."
"So?"
"You need to be here."
"This is like a fucking Life Time film." Kitty said. "I'm not doing anything until I know where my sister is. So you get your social-craze work job ass down to your office and find my sister and let me know what's going on with her. Do you understand me?"
"Kitty—"
"I'M NOT LISTENING! I'M NOT LISTENING! I'M NOT LISTENING!" She screeched as she covered her ears. "I'M NOT LISTENING!"
Five minutes of trying to calm Kitty down, Shirley left the room. Kitty was about to leave too, when a knock on the door stopped her. She looked over and saw Mr. Schue standing there.
"Hi Kitty. Can I come in?"
Kitty glared at him with the dirtiest glare ever. She crossed her arms and faced the other way.
Will took that as a yes and came in. He sat in the chair across from her in his seat.
"How are you feeling?"
Kitty ignored him.
"Kitty I'm sorry about what's happened lately." Will said sadly, "I just wanted to let you know that Miss Pillsbury and I, we're here."
Kitty ignored him, still not looking at him.
"The kids at school haven't heard this, it's not on the news yet. Who know's why." He laughed to himself. "Anyways if you want I'll get the Glee kids together and—"
"If you dare have one of those perky perfect people step an inch near... God, I'm not pissed off to even talk to you." Kitty said. "Just leave me alone."
"Okay. Well if you need anything, you can always find me at the school."
Will began to leave and before he was out the door, Kitty cried out, tears down her face.
"It's your fault!"
Will stopped and looked back. "Pardon?"
"It's. Your. Fault!" Kitty screamed as she got up. "God you had to get big square head into my business, didn't you? You just had to call the damn cops when you know for a fact that I can handle everything. I had everything under control than you had to get involved! Who do you think you are, my hero?"
"Kitty, it's not a thing about being a hero or not. The second I asked that question and saw your face; I knew the answer. And I'm obligated to tell the authorities about it. Its my job."
"No, Hero Unwanted, your job is a geeky wannabe musical nerd slash history teacher, not a police cop." Kitty yelled. Tears streaming down her face she yelled, "It's your fault that Kathy was taken from me! She's my baby! She needs me! Our own mother fucking ignored us enough to leave for the rest of our lives, and I grew up with no mother! DID YOU KNOW THAT!? I DIDN'T HAVE A MOTHER GROWING UP! I HAD TO TAKE CARE OF MYSELF SINCE I WAS FIVE YEARS OLD! I didn't want Kitty growing up like that so I took responsibility to look after her!"
"Kitty I understand your point, but if you cared about her like a mother than you would of gotten out of there sooner!" Will yelled in a way to try to make his point, but not anger.
"No! You don't get it! Phil knows where I go, he knows where I have spots, he'd find me and kill me! He'd kill Kathy!" Kitty cried. "He's held a knife to my neck and threaten to cut me if I said anything. He's held a gun to my head and threaten to shoot me. He's held the same gun to Kathy's sleeping head and threaten to shoot her if I didn't get him a beer bottle. Phil's going to kill us!"
"No, no he won't," Will said as he moved closer to the girl. "Kitty I promise, he's not coming after you guys."
"Don't get near me! Don't touch me!" Kitty yelled, walking away from him, backwards, and trying to get away from him. "It's your fault!"
"It's not my fault, Kitty. And it's not your fault, it's no ones fault but your Dad's—" Will said as he kept following Kitty, to comfort her, but she kept moving.
"He's not my dad! He's a bum with a job and wants to kill me!"
"Kitty—"
"No!" Kitty said, finally circling the room and was at the door. "Stay the hell away from me! It's your fault. ALL. YOUR. FAULT!"
Kitty left the room and walked her way back to her hospital room, ignoring Will's call for her to come back and let her know that it wasn't her fault.
Inside her room she laid down and cried.
"Stupid Shue. Stupid Bambi. Stupid everyone!" Kitty yelled. She then held up both of her middle fingers and screamed, "This is YOUR FAULT! It's all your fault, all three of you—Father, son and Princess! ALL OF YOU! YOUR FAULT!"