"What is wrong?" Both asked.
"Carlos and Emily are arguing," Cloe said.
"No, you are the one that doesn't know your girlfriend, why date that girl? She has nothing to offer to you. She doesn't even like you."
"You would know, you only dated Ivan to get me jealous."
"You can tell by the way she looks at you, she must be wishing that you go back to a coma, so she can be happy again. Oh, and by the way, I did only date Ivan for that reason, but I began to like him WAY more than I like you." Tears came out of her eyes.
"So what?! I don't need you, I have a girlfriend that loves me." He took Kattie's hand and pulled her towards his car. "Oh, by the way, b***h, I NEVER liked you, I just thought you were really hot."
~~~~~~Squiggles~~~~~~
Outside...
"Carlos," Kattie tried to get her hand back from Carlos's really strong hand. "I don't want to go."
"But I do, so lets go," he squeezed her hand even tighter.
"Carlos, I'm not going with you."
"YES, YOU ARE!"
"CARLOS, LISTEN TO ME!"
He froze and stared at her angrily evil . "What the ******** do you want?!"
Kattie stared to cry but found the courage to say, "I don't want to go with you."
"Fine then, go with your friend and his whore," he let go of her hand.
She stood frozen, trying to rub the pain of her hand, watching Carlos march in to his car. He sat there looking at her then started his engine and left.
Kattie went inside where everyone asked her if she was alright and tried their best to ease her pain while Ivan held her in her arms as if he was protecting her.
Writer's Note:
eek I bet you you weren't expecting this. Muahahahahahahahaha! twisted
