Kat whirled on me, the whites of her eyes glowing red.
“You lost her, it’s your fault that you are in this mess, so no I will not help you. I have had enough of your woe with me attitude and blatant disregard of the consequences that your actions bring or the predicament that you place me in. Besides you know where she ;lives, maybe you should check there.”
I took a step back, knowing that I had caused this anger to flare up within her, I hadn’t seen this side of her in well over a year, ever since she met Marcus to be precise, but I couldn’t shy away completely. I knew that I had to make her see it from my point of view before it was too late.
“If he finds out that I have made a mess of this precarious situation, he will drag me straight back down to him. I might never see the light of day again, please Kat, I am begging you. Besides, I haven’t seen her in over a week, how could she have stayed in there for that long?”
“Fine, I will do as you ask, but know this Lawson, I will never help you again, as far as I am concerned our friendship is dead.”
Her words drove home like a knife to the heart, I knew what I had been risking by bringing my problems to her, but I never thought she would actually turn her back on me. I didn’t blame her for it in the least, to be quite frank, I had been a lousy friend to her. But I always believed that I would have time to make it up to her and fix all of my mistakes. This time I had obviously gone too far and I lost the one person who had always been there for me, even through my darkest days.
Kat had retreated into her room, to make contact with Marcus, I had no idea how long it would take and was quite surprised when there was a knock on the door within ten minutes of watching her back as she walked away from me.
I watched from the top of the stairs as she opened the door to a crushed looking Marcus, he went to pull her into his arms, but she just shook her head and turned away from him, with tears streaming down her face.
He looked up at me and the hatred in his eyes was as clear as day, as was the murderous look on his face.
“Do you really think that little of Katherine, that you would put her through all this pain, just to save your own skin.”
I’m sorry, truly I am, but I didn’t have anyone else to turn too.”
“Save your excuses for someone who may actually give a damn, as far as I’m concerned your life is meaningless, and I don’t owe you a damn thing. But you already suspected that much, which is why you got her involved.”
I was about to offer up another apology when Marcus was suddenly standing in front of me with a dagger pressed up against my neck.
I could have killed him with a single look, but I knew that Kat would never have forgiven me if I did, so I stood there, as still as a statue.
“I do not want to hear another word uttered from your mouth, if you cannot respect that then I am out of here, and you can find this poor girl by yourself, do I make myself clear?”
I gave a small nod, the knife cutting my skin ever so slightly, but I refused to grimace as the silver pierced my skin and my blood coated the blade’s edge.
He pulled the dagger away and ungraciously wiped it across my shirt, before looking me up and down in utter disgust.
He returned to Kat’s side and pulled her into the living room and out of my range of hearing, they were gone for thirty minutes before she brushed past me and retreated into her room.
I went into the living room and found Marcus sitting cross legged in there, I had no idea what I was supposed to do when Kat suddenly reappeared with the dress that she had loaned Unya.
“This might not even work, because this doesn’t actually belong to her but it’s your best shot,” Marcus stated while still looking at me with utter disdain.
Kat came and stood beside me while shooting daggers into the side of my head, before she informed me that I would now owe her a new dress.
The next minute Marcus was soaking the fabric into a weird looking substance before he ignited the dress. It went up in a massive flame, before disintegrating entirely. He then placed the ashes onto a map as he uttered some words in a language that I did not recognise. There was a sudden gust of wind which sent the ashes flying towards myself and Kat before Marcus looked up at me and uttered two words “It’s done.”
Chapter Thirteen
Unya
I managed to come up with a plan of escape for the very next day, and luckily for me Addy had volunteered her services to aid me in my endeavour. The only problem was that I had not counted on Jackie coming into my room while I was on the phone to her.
She tore the phone from my hands and threw it against the wall, and then ground her heel into the screen until it was beyond repair.
She looked at me with murder clear in her eyes as she seized hold of my hair and pulled me out through the door and down the stairs. I did my best to keep up with her but lost my footing on the third step down. She laughed as she helped to propel me down the staircase, I tumbled, connecting with every step on the way.
I pulled myself up onto my hands and knees, as my ribs screamed in protest followed by my now sprained ankle. I tried to clear the haze from my eyes as I saw her heeled foot being raised up to strike me in the face. I flew sideways into the wall as she took to kicking me in the ribs and torso. I couldn’t help but cough blood up when she tutted in disgust and marched off into the kitchen.
Against my body’s protests I managed to pull myself up onto my shaking legs and sprained ankle and steadied myself against the wall as I slowly hobbled down the hallway, just trying to get to the front door. I was that hunched up, I didn’t notice that Jackie returned, just like I hadn’t noticed the fact that she now branded a bat, which she swung at my legs and sent me hurtling back to the floor.
I refused to cry out or beg her to stop, but I did pull my body close within itself trying to protect whatever I could, from her frenzied attack. I tried to hold on to my senses but soon found my surroundings turning black as she connected the bat with my head and sent me into a state of unconsciousness.