The Nightmare||18+
Katherine's pov.
Im running, at a pace I cant even control. I messed up real bad, now im trapped in this sneaky apartment flat. Its dark, I cant breath.. I'm hiding in the fucking bathroom hoping he won't figure it out but my body disobeys.
My breath cant catch up, my legs are numb and my vision blackened gradually.
"Come out darling" he says with a grunt voice, but it only rose my adrenaline and fear.
Before I could even react im now being pulled away from the best hiding spot I could find.
"You seem to love running no? My pretty. You've found so many hiding spots but ended up back in my arms..awh."
I panic as he walks towards me, uttering words I dont wanna hear. Im moving back on reflex and the only object near me is a plastic bat. I try to defend myself with it only for him to shoo it away like a feather.
The next second, I find myself under him on his bed. "Wait, please." I plead but it doesnt seem to give.
He's touching me and every inch of my skin. His lips tracing down my neck electrocutes my body. I hold myself together tightly but his arms denied.
My hands are now above my head, my hair is tangled and my dress a mess. I beg but his lips crashed on mine. His tongue danced with mine in a symphony. I try, try to push him away but he's too big too strong.. and all my words drowned in this overwhelming pleasure..
And suddenly, im back at home on my bed. Sitting up and panting, trying to catch my breath. The thunders roar in the hustling rain. Funny how nightmares can creep your body and mind.
"Katherine? You okay?" A voice that melts my hearts fear helped me take my first breath. He came running, his eyes full of worry and fear.. and now im trapped in a bigg tight hug.
"Will its okay, im okay" I reassure him but tht doesnt calm him yet, he knows me too well to listen to my lies.
"I know you're not, is it thay nightmare again?" He brushed my hair strand to the side of my ear.. and it surprisingly calmed me down well. I gave a smile, and he understood in a lapse.
"Hey its all gone, you're safe now. With me." He soothes my mind and my thoughts till I drift back to sleep.
Its been 3 years.. I think since me and William got together. Although we knew each other since 7 goddamn years, but to be fair I dont really keep count.. orrr maybe I do-
my past is not so simple and fun, and my William knows all about it. Out of everyone in this world, I feel that he understands me better than all. I cant wait to marry and have a life with him.. hes so sweet so perfect.. and even shows me reality. He's my guiding light..!
Its been a few long hours, the birds greeted me a good morning then there's my cat jumping on me.. morning energy i guess? Aren't all black cats lazy though?
"Lizzyyyy give me a break I just woke upp" I moan in my sleep. My cat meows cutely and licks my face like every usual morning. I giggle and play with Lizzy and I can definitely sense the death glare from Carl.
Carl and Lizzy are my two precious babies, I found them on an abandoned street one day and took them home, im so glad I did.
Will brings me my cup of tea like every morning as well, sweet right? "Here's a special cup of tea for a special type of girl" he sugar talks so good it makes me blush every damn time.
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"Kathy, I told you not to be late. You missed first period" Jane starts her exaggerating speech of punctuality and decency.
"Oh Jane give me a break, you know I dont care about all that bullshit" I lean on my desk and start drifting to sleep.
Jane sighs, "when will u even change?" And the bell rings to another boring session of hell.
Brainstorm!! What could be better than Ramen?? I think while I slurp my cup of Ramen soup. I just love everything about noodles and did i mention Ramen? My absolute all time favorite!
"You know the Ramen isnt going anywhere but your loophole intestines. Take it slow you monster" sara exclaims her concerns. But Jane and lia seem to find it amusing. The clock ticks and the chattering grows, all about the gossips of guys guns flowers oven and even more unmeaningful topics always seem interesting in the group.
"Oh Katherine, you wanted to ask me something? About Samuel..?" Sara asks.
"Yeah who is he? He sent me a follow on Instagram" Kathy conveys.
"A follow? Well maybe from the story I mentioned you the other day. Our college party morning, remember? I dont know why he would send you a follow but its upto you if you wanna follow back. He is a good guy, was my senior back in school. And if I recall his home is just around yours, maybe he saw you outside?" Sara explained.
"Around my house? Okay creepy." Kathy laughs.
"I mean, he could be a serial killer in disguise and become the next chainsaw man" Jane spoons into the middle of the convo. The girls laugh.
"Hey guess! What did I miss?" Heather joins the table of chaos.
"Okay you tell me, should I or not?" Kathy asks on a serious note. Heather is confused as usual. Lia fills in the details while the serial killer debate goes on.
"Jesus, okay I'll accept for you." Kathy sighs and sara smiles.
And likewise, a day with my bunch of chaotic dolls end. I slurp my Ramen soup on my couch as I enjoy my relaxing peace. Anddd a notification ruins everything.. ughh.
The notification reads a message from Samuel through Instagram. I open to check a simple "hi" above my muted friend groups.
I take my time to reply a hello back but he seems to be impatient with time. And instant message pops up to my plain boring hello. A boring conversation continues, to be frank why is it even necessary for people to know if I are or what I actually are.
The formalities are too classy sometimes, just getting to the point straight is better than going around in circles.. a strange message catches my attention.
The text read, "I've known you since 3 years. Your pathway to school as you walked every evening, your way back home from college every lunch and your little shoppings by the maxton street. Your brown sweater and your hurry runs to college every morning."
my heart froze. What does he mean he knew me since 3 whole years and I've never seen him even once. How is it even possible? How does he know all my routes and life? The creep is surging in a race.
"When I first saw you, you wore ur brown sweater and a pink shirt. Your hair was up in a pony and u were walking across the maxton street. If im right, ur house is just next to the tailoring shop nearby the maxton theater."
I close my phone after I read the next message. How? Why? When? He knows me, my house, my street, my routine since 3 years. He has been watching me since 3 years and I never knew. I always found stalkers mysteriously amusing but actually facing one.. oh god.
