Chapter 2:
*Cat's P.O.V*
"Cat, let's go back to my RV... you need to show me what he's done to you," said Beck.
"But you're not promising me that you won't go looking for him after I've showed you," I said.
"Listen, Cat... if it's that bad that he'll actually kill someone, we really need to do something about it."
"But just you going after him isn't gonna help at all... I can't stand losing you, Beck, don't you understand? He'll kill you," I started crying.
"But I can't just sit here and not do anything about it!" he replied.
"Please Beck, promise me?"
He sighed, "Alright, Cat, I promise."
He took my hand and pulled me outside to his car. He drove us to his RV.
"Promise you won't get mad at me?" I asked timidly, as we sat down on his bed.
"I promise... with all my heart."
I took a deep breath and lifted up my shirt partway. Beck let out a roar of outrage when he saw the bruises scattered all over my back.
"Oh my god, Cat... OH MY GOD!" he yelled, punching the wall of his RV and then sinking back down onto the bed, his head in his hands.
"You promised you wouldn't get mad at me," I said, pulling my shirt back down.
"Cat, I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you... I'M MAD AT YOUR STUPID JERK OF A FATHER!" he screamed. I was terrified, and I shrank back. He wrapped his arms around me tight, and pressed a kiss to my lips.
"I'm sorry for scaring you, sweetheart. Just seeing what he's done to you annoys me so much," he said.
"Remember don't tell ANYONE. He'll kill me if anyone finds out," I answered.
"I won't. But I promise I will be here for you through it all. I think you should move in here with me for a while. Otherwise he'll keep hurting you," said Beck.
"But- but, you saw the text... Something really bad's gonna happen if I don't go home tonight..."
"Mm, alright, how 'bout this? I'll take you over there tonight, but I'll hide outside so I can stop him before he does anything to you. Then, when he gives up, you run up to your room, pack a bag and then climb out the window to that tree, and I'll be waiting for you there," he proposed.
"Okay, I guess," I replied, not knowing that everything sure wasn't going to go according to plan. Beck drove me home that night, and hid in the bushes as I slowly walked up to my front door and turned the doorknob. The smell of alcohol greeted my nose the minute I walked inside. I timidly walked down the hall when,
"Bam!" the kitchen door flung open against the wall and my drunken father staggered out of the doorway. I slowly started backing up.
"Kitty Cat, come out to play," teased my father.
When I continued backing up, he shouted,
"Caterina Valentine, don't you walk away from me!" he walked up to me and slapped me straight across the face. I clutched my raw red cheek angrily. He took another swipe at me, this time narrowly missing, when the front door opened.
"Cat, are you okay?" I heard Beck's voice call out.
"Beck," I hissed, "Go away, this isn't a good time." He walked out into clear view. When he saw the slap marks on my face, he cried out in anger.
"You..." he growled at my dad.
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