CHAPTER1
NOW
CAT
I’m not alone. I can tell before I even open my eyes. Someone is watching me, following me as I try not to scream. I pause and glance around, but no one is there. I don’t know how much longer I can keep going on like this. He was perfect. The perfect boy who stole my heart and virginity. My forever. So what the fuck happened? Sirens get closer and closer, but I know they won’t make it before it’s too late. He’s found me, and this time, he won’t let me go. Hot breath hits my skin as he moves closer. He inhales, groaning before gripping my throat tight and squeezing. I stare into his lifeless green eyes as my world goes dark.
“I told you you wouldn’t ever be free of me, my little kitty cat.”
CHAPTER2
THEN
CAT
Ishuffle down the hall, careful not to bump into anyone. I hate being the new girl in school, again. I love my dad, and I’m proud of his accomplishments, but the constant moving and attending new schools is really getting old. I find my assigned locker and sigh. There are a group of people surrounding it, and if I go off the designer clothing and bags, I can assume they are the popular crowd. I contemplate coming back when they’re gone, but the load of books in my arms is weighing me down. I take a deep breath and move a bit closer.
“Excuse me,” I say softly to the redhead bombshell who's flirting with a handsome boy. She ignores me, but he catches my eye. I watch as he gives my unimpressive clothes a once over before biting his bottom lip. I follow his eyes and take in my cut-off jean shorts and purple tank top. It’s not really up to dress code, but it’s hot as hell here in the desert. He gives me a smirk and winks.
“Now, who is this little caterpillar?” he asks in a deep voice that brings goosebumps to my arms. I hold back a shiver and give him a small smile before tilting my head his way.
“Hi, I’m Cat, and that is my locker. If you wouldn’t mind. My arms are about to fall off,” I say with an awkward chuckle. He steps back and pulls the black beanie from his head, letting a floppy mess of hazel hair fall over his green eyes.
“Thank you,” I quickly say as I move closer, and the other students step back as well, giving me space.
“I like you thanking me,” he mumbles, and I bite my lip to hide my smile. I glance over my shoulder back at him. Is he flirting with me?
The redhead huffs and moves closer to the boy again, but he’s not paying her any attention now. I spin the lock a few times until it finally clicks and opens. Placing some books inside, I groan with relief. I don’t know why they make books so heavy. A warm breath hits the side of my neck, and I feel a hard body against mine, I jolt back, elbowing them in their hard stomach.
“Jumpy little kitten,” he says with a laugh before leaning lower and sniffing my hair. A soft growl rumbles in his chest, and it causes me to rub my thighs together.
“Rex, let’s go,” the redhead demands, pulling him away from me.
“See you around, Cat,” he whispers before following after her. Watching him leave; I catch as he glances back over his shoulder, shoots me a wink and licks his lips. I take in his tall, muscular frame and the way the other students give him ample room. One boy even goes as far as moving into the girl’s bathroom to avoid being in his way. He laughs at that and I find myself smiling too. He turns the corner and I take a deep breath, leaning my back against the cool metal of the lockers. I feel flushed, and my panties are damp.
What the hell just happened?
CHAPTER3
NOW
CAT
Itake a deep breath in through my nose and fight the nausea churning in my stomach. I can’t believe this is happening… again. Blinking my eyes open, I take in the dark, musty room he brought me to. Maybe a basement? Ugh my head hurts.
“There’s my little kitty cat,” he croons into my ear before kissing my jaw. I clench my jaw and wait for him to take things further. He glides his hands down my bare stomach and grips my center. I bite the gag harder and fight not to whimper. It will only spur him on. He always loved my tears, and at one time, he made me love them too. But things have changed. I no longer enjoy that type of sex.
He ruined it. He ruined me. I’m no longer the girl he used to play with. The one who was just as lust crazy and sadistic as him. The one who wasn’t afraid of her own shadow or constantly looking over her shoulder. That girl is long gone, and I’ve been fighting to get her back.
“I’ve missed you,” he growls before biting my neck hard. My back arches, and no matter how hard I fight it, my body betrays me.
He chuckles when he feels the gush of wetness on his fingers. “You always did love it when I would mark you with my teeth,” he mutters as he nips and sucks my collarbone down to my naked breasts. A tear slips from my eyes, and I curse how weak I am. How weak he’s always made me.
My body starts to shake, and he groans, placing all his weight on top of me. My shoulders hurt from the way he has my wrists cuffed against my spine. He thrusts into me, and I try to think happy thoughts as he desecrates my body.
“You’re mine, Cat. I own you, and this time, you will never leave me.” I stop fighting, the tears fall from my eyes and I let the numbness take over.
I once loved this boy with all my heart and soul. I loved his hands on me and the way he would make my body light up and tremble beneath his. Now all I want to do is scratch his eyes out and break free. But I know it’s hopeless. The only way I’ll ever be free from him again is if one of us ends up leaving in a body bag.