Chapter two: Designer stuff

Katelyn P.O.V

Signing, i stepped out of the car; bracing myself for what beating i am going to get for being late. I crept through the back, making sure i was unheard. I walked into the kitchen to retrieve a can of redbull, when i noticed a note laying on the counter.

In cursive writing wrote,

Hello Katelyn,
Iv gone on a business, i will not be back for a week or two. If aynthing is out of place or you get into any kind of trouble...you know what will happen. I want the house sparkling clean. I left a few hundred dollars on your night stand. It is for food and so you can go shopping with your friends.
- yours faithfully Howard.

He only gave me money because he still thinks me and Kacee are still friends. He just wants me to flex how much money we have, which we only have becuase my mother died. My mothers side of the family are a very wealthy and powerful family. Too bad after mom died, they wanted nothing to do with me.

Aparently, i look the spitting image of her. I think thats why The beast likes to abuse me becuase i look like someone who died. I was only four when it happened, so i dont remember much of the matter. But just becuase i dont remember her, does not meen i dont miss her. I do, more then ever. I just want someone there who actually loves me and who would protect me. Nothing like my father. He has done unspeakable thing and have even laughed at worse.

Tears started to collect at my tear ducts, as my most sacred secret started to replay in my head. I shook my head, pulling off my scarf and began walking to my room. I pulled out a dress, debating whether or not i should go clubbing with the 'K's' tonight or not. After much consideration, i sent a text to Kandice to tell her ill be there tonight.

Then i began on my makeup. I did a simple gold eye look, the pulled out some of my jewellery. As im going out with the 'k's i should dress up nice, even if it is just a club. So i pulled out designer stuff, if the beast found out about me going clubbing looking like trash, he would proberly beat me more then he does. As a 'upper class' child, i must look nice. So the dress i chose was a couture gold halter dress, my watch is by Coco Chanel and my shoes are Jimmy Choo.

After looking at my self in the mirror and happy with my reflection, a car honked indicating the 'K's was here. Sighing, i plastered a fake smile onto my face and locked the house up, hopping into the car.

"Hello girls." I smiled.

"Hey bitch, were off to our usual club. You know the one that you have to be on the list for?" Kacee bragged. I hummed in responce. "Well we managed to pull afe stings and your on the list...for now anyways." She carried on.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"Dont worry about it, have you considered our offer yet?" Kandice smirked.

"Im still considering." I replied, bored with the conversation.

"Oh Kandice...your going to be our sober driver tonight. So no drinking." Kacee laughed as Kandice face dropped.

"I thought we decided that Katelyn was driving us back?" Her face had began to grow sour.

"Well i have just decided that the 'new' girl to our group shpuld enjoy herself for once." Kacee smirked. Kandice huffed out a fine and the bouncers let us through.

I choked on the fake smoke from the smoke machines, the surprisingly large room, crowded with people was filled with the horrid pungent smell of alcohol. I walked over to the bar, with my fake id in hand and ordered a cocktail. The blue liquid burned my throat on the way down.

"Come on, you can do better then that." Kacee taunted me. "Five shots please." She ordered. We all took a shot each, i nearly choked whilst the others let it glide gracefully down. They're common drinkers, where i am used to margaritas and martini's. Thease are alot stronger then what i have. Of all the balls and business partys i go to, i can tell tonight is going to be the worst.

"Come on what are you waiting for? Drink up." Kacee handed me a drink, the golden liquid nawed at my throat. Vomit threatened to crawl out my mouth, my head felt heavyer with each gulp of this golden liquor. I began swaying to the up beat music that was blasting, my hips had a mind of there own.

"Ill be right back." I smiled warmly, staggering over to the exit. I need a cigarette badly. I pulled out a fresh packet, along with my trusty old matte black clipper and sparked up a cigarette. My lungs are ruined and black from all of the years of binge smoking i have done. I inhaled slowly, my system responding to the smoke, and I felt my lungs being wrapped by a warm blanket. Taking small, slow draws of the cigarette, I felt delighted, like I had never felt before. Maybe it was the liquor or maybe i was generally enjoying myself.

I walked back into the club, slightly pushing a few people out of my way, trying to worm my way back to my...friends? Im not too sure what the 'K's' are to me. As i slowly got closer, i noticed them all laughing loud.

"Iv put the roofy into her next drink. She won't remember anything in the morning, which means Nathanael can do what he please's with her." Kacee laughed coldly. They are talking about drugging me and giving me to him.

Enemies, thats what they are to me!