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When Catâs mum was tossed down the stairs, she could only hide. Her fragile 6 year old mind couldnât comprehend the anger she could see in her fathersâ eyes. The hatred making them at least three shades darker than usual. He father had hit her mother before plenty of times. He had even hit her. But she had never seen it get this bad. Cat could feel the bad vibes running off him.
She was hiding behind the stairs looking at her mothers fragile, un moving form at the bottom of the stairs. Blood pounding in her ears. She didnât dare run to get the phone to ring 999 like she knew she should. She didnât want to end up in the same state. Her father didnât know that she was there. And even her young self knew better than to change that. Eventually after what seemed like hours and not even a stir from her mother. Her father retreated. He left the house. He already stunk of âdirty beerâ As her mother always called it. And when he left, he went straight to the nearest bar.
Cat had no idea what to do. If she rang the police her father wouldnât be pleased. But if somebody came, without her telling them to come it wouldnât be her fault. In the end she relented, appealing to anybody walking by, or her neighbours that might hear her.
âHelp!â She screamed it from the top of her lungs, using all of the energy she could find.
âPlease!â Nobody was coming. She started to beg, as she realised that her mother hadnât moved for at least ten minutes. She began to cry endlessly as a pain hit her heart.
âMummy no! You canât leave me! Help!â She screamed and cried as loud as she could until somebody would come. Still nobody came. Nobody. She screamed more and more, for hours until finally, by a stroke of luck somebody came. She had no clue who it was, but they shouted things like,
âAre you all right?â âwhat happened?â and âwhereâs the phone?â Cat couldnât do or say anything. She was exhausted. She had screamed for hours. Her throat was roar, and her head pounding, blood rushed to her feet as black spots appeared in her vision, leaving her to collapse on top of her motherâs dead body.
Boxes covered all of the floors in their new house. Catâs father had wanted to start fresh. It had been 13 years since his wifeâs death. His daughter looked just like her. He couldnât help getting angry from time to time. When he looked at her all he saw was her mother with that other man. Heâd hit her daily, he controlled her life. If it was up to him, she would live with him until he died. But as it was, he was planning to marry her off to some rich client. Being a business man, it was the easiest things to do. He was a lawyer, everything about him screamed, âyou will always loseâ Well thatâs what Cat thought anyway.
A new town, to start fresh. Well thatâs what he thought. But thatâs what he thought the last time as well. But this time, she had a feeling it would be better. She didnât know why. It was just a feeling.
Cat and her Father didnât go to church often, they only really went at holidays, like Christmas and Easter, but in this small town, everybody seemed to attend, so the best place to meet new potential clients as well as the rest of the town was to go to church. Not that Cat minded, not at all. It would give her a chance to meet people. If her father would allow it.
Father Waters finished his service by welcoming the new family. Harold and his daughter Caitria Frost, He asked them to stand up and they obliged. Well Mr. Frost stood up. Cat was on crutches, still from the last time he beat her. She still smiled and looked around. Her eyes caught a deep blue gaze as she travelled, the owner of that gaze was a man. He had thick raven black hair and full perfectly coloured lips that any girl would kill for. He had lotâs of muscle, his shoulders were bulky but lead to a taught waist. His lips turned up at the sides, when he caught her staring, and she instantly looked away, blushing a few shades. It was just lucky that her father didnât see. She would have heard about it other wise. Well felt about it. Her eyes swam around the rest of the crowd, obverting them from the smirking man, she had ogled before.
As people began to leave the church, Father Waters called to the Frostâs to come as well as shouting for a âDominicâ As a man, came into view, on his way to the front of the church where Cat was standing with Father Waters and her Father, she realised that âDominicâ was the man she had been ogling earlier. She quickly busied herself, setting her crutches right.
âOh! I am sorry sit down Caitria. I forgot.â Father Waters tried to help, but she shook her head saying,
âNo itâs fine, it wont get any better if I donât use it a little.â He nodded but then âDominicâ said
âYou should sit down, after a little though, or it will get worse.â Cat was about to say something along the lines of âwhat do you knowâ when Father Waters said,
âDominic here, is our towns doctor, I wanted to introduce you, because I thought that you had probably left you old physician. And by the looks of it, that pot, shouldnât be on for too much longer.â Cat nodded, but her Father spoke first.
âYes, that would be marvellous, will she need to book an appointment? Because Iâm sure youâd like to have a look soon, to see if itâs all healing well.â Her fathers voice sickened her, the way he made everybody feel small. âWell maybe not everybodyâ She thought as she looked to Dominic, He was by no means small. He towered above her and her father. Her being 5â8â and by no means small. Dominic must have stood at, at least 6â7â maybe bigger. He was massive. âBut in a good wayâ. Before she had chance to mentally scold herself, Dominic spoke to her.
âNo you wont need an appointment. Actually, I havenât got an appointment booked until noon, so you can come now, and Iâll get somebody to take you home afterwards?â Mr Frost, nodded his head and smiled,
âYes that would be fine, is that okay with you Cat?â Cat was a little bit shocked at that, but answered with a stiff,
âYes Father.â Before looking to Dominic
âThat would be really helpful, thank you.â He nodded and ushered them out of the church. Her father said a âgood byeâ and that he would see her later as Dominic opened the passenger side door for her and taking her crutches. The car wasnât really a car. It was a pick up truck. A Mitsubishi Warrior to be precise, and Cat loved it.
âSo how did you brake it?â Dominic was the first to start conversation. Cat, visibly winced thinking about how her father had actually broken it, before answering, with a simple,
âI fell down the stairs.â Dominic, smiled, a little,
âAre you clumsy then?â Car smiled a bit at that, glad that he hadnât seen the wince, but then gave a small laugh saying a truthful,
âIâm always getting hurt.â She didnât like to lie, or tell the truth, so she just got it as close to the truth as possible.
âWell, donât worry, if you ever get hurt and I canât help you, the hospitalâs not too far up the road.â Cat knew he was joking, but that kind of hit a soft spot. Her had always moved them near to a hospital, because he knew with out a doubt that Cat would end up there at some point or another. When Cat didnât reply, Dominic took it as she was bored of the conversation. There was something about her that he couldnât figure out. He was intrigued, not to mention getting harder by the second, with just her presence, getting to him. That never happened! She was beautiful though, she had blonde hair, that any man, would drool over, just wanting for their hands to be running through it. Then those gorgeous blue eyes, that were strangely a very similar colour to his own. She was really getting t him. Luckily they were at the surgery.
âGo and sit in the room that says Dr. D. Jackson, Thatâ me if you hadnât figured out.â The smile that came with that comment made Cat smile, and a small laugh erupted Dr. Jackson rolled his eyes and said,
âIâll be in, in a minute.âTruthfully he could have gone straight in there with her, but he decided that a better course of action would be to hide his obvious attraction to her, by taking a few minutes to calm down.
Cat was sat in the doctors office waiting for Dominic, wondering what he could be doing, she envisioned him changing his shirt, those taught muscles that she saw before, moving under his skin in her imagination. Suddenly she was snapped out of her imagination and was back in the room, with Dominic coming through the door.
âIâm just going to keep this short, and then Iâll try to find your folder, and get it from your old doctor.â Cat nodded her head as she struggled to get her leg with the pot up onto the examination bed, so that Dominic could take a look. In the end, Dominic saw her struggles and helped her, he gently placed the pot on the table, noticing as she winced, when he held her shoulder to turn her around slightly. He ignored it thinking, âshe fell down the stairs, sheâs obviously going to
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