"No Mom, I don't want to talk about it" I snapped threw the phone.

Could this woman keep on topic for more than one second?

"I think that we need to talk about it Katrina, it's obviously eating you, and I'm your Mother ... at least thats what the doctor said" she muttered.

"But I really think this isn't a good time to discuss this" I ground out threw my teeth as my hand latched dangerously around the phone.

"WHY NOT KATRINA! I LET YOU SUCK MY TITTIES FOR MILK FOR MONTHS! MONTHS! THEY ARE NOW DOWN TO MY KNEE CAPS, SOMETIMES YOUR FATHER ASKS ME WHERE THEY'VE GONE! AND NOW YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT YOU CANNOT TELL THE OTHER MOTHER YOU HAVE ABOUT YOUR BREAK UP TO THE BLAKE DUN?!" she bellowed through the phone and straight into my ear drum.

I closed my eyes, breathe Katrina. If you don't breathe then you die ... why do I want to breathe, again?

"Mom I would gladly tell you anything your heart desires, but I think you aren't getting the full picture that I'M IN JAIL!" I snapped threw the phone.

Silence.

"So? I'm just learning from Suzanne Richards that you were seen coming down from Blake Dun's personal company elevator! SUZANNE RUCHARDS, KATRINA! That beaver of a woman had to tell me that my own daughter was with the Blake Dun. How do you think I feel?" she snapped threw the phone.

"Mom. I'm about to wrap the phone cord around my neck and kill myself" I said.

"She was so haughty about it, too! As if I didn't know! WHICH I DID NOT KATRINA! THAT WAS OVER A WEEK AGO YOU WERE SEEN STORMING OUT OF HIS OFFICE AND I AM JUST NOW HEARING OF IT!" she bellowed yet again.

"I'm starting to wrap it around my throat".

"YOU! MY OWN DAUGHTER! BETRAY ME LIKE THIS! MY OWN WOMB BETRAYING ME, MY WOMB HURTS KATRINA, IT HURTS!" she continued.

"I'm starting to squeeze my neck with the cord".

"They told me to use birth control, or a condom, but I thought I was so cool raw dogging it! You have betrayed me Katrina, I can feel your betrayal all the way from my heart to my uterus" she wailed on.

I choked, "MOM! Did you just say raw dog?" I hissed as the police officers around me stopped and stared.

"Yes ... did you raw dog it with the Blake Dun?" she whispered threw the phone.

"I'm going to swallow a whole bottle of tylenol. Right now" I hissed at her threw the phone.

"FINE KATRINA! DON'T TELL ME!"

"I WOULDN'T TELL YOU THAT EVEN IF I WAS HIGH OFF BATH SALTS MOM!" I screamed at her threw the phone. I looked up to see an officer looking down at me in disappointment, "I'm not though sir, promise" I looked up at him with wide eyes.

He sighed before walking off.

"Jesus, Katrina, you are so vulgar" she snapped at me.

"Mom! Can you bail me out now, or should I go raw dog it with the sheriff so he'll let me out?!" I snapped.

She gave a long drawn sigh that lasted a solid 15 seconds, I pinched the bridge of my nose, "No. It's fine, I've sent someone to fetch you" she muttered.

I could already taste the evil in her reply, "who Mom, who did you send?"

A deep, rough voice that I hadn't heard in a full week, sent my body rigid, "I'm looking for Katrina Justice".

It was like I saw him yesterday, his voice flowing down my spine like honey.

My heart went into over drive as I tried not to throw up my spleen, "Mom ... did you send Blake Dun to come get me out of jail?" I squeezed as I slowly started sinking in my chair as I watch a police officer go look for me.

I could hear her smirk, "Why yes, when I got your call, your Father nearly fainted in the road, that his daughter was in police custody, again. And the Blake Dun just so happened to be walking by, he helped and then offered to go fetch you. I should have asked him if you two raw dogged it" she muttered to herself.

I couldn't breathe, "Mom! Are you serious?! You learn I broke up with him and then you send him to come pick me up from jail?!" I hissed lowly into the phone.

"That betrayal you feel is how my womb feels!" she shouted back.

"I'M GOING TO PUNCH YOU IN THE WOMB!" I snapped.

"Katrina. That was just uncalled for" she gasped.

I'm literally being punished, this is my punishment isn't it. It's for pushing Mindy Ting into that mud puddle in 1st grade because her dress was prettier than mine. This is my punishment.

"You know what Mom, what was uncalled for is for you to send his traitorous ass over here to come pick me up from jail ... why can't you pick me up?!" I snapped.

"Oh, your father and I are going to go get frozen yogurt, then probably go home then raw dog it" she snickered. "It was just luck that the Blake Dun walked past when he did".

"First, Mom. Ew. That's disgusting, and second you need to stop calling him the Blake Dun, there is no' the'" I hissed at her.

"Stop being a party pisser, Katrina. And I hope you look nice for him, he is picking you up, make sure you push your chest out and smile", she lectured me.

"It's party pooper, and no Ma, I don't look good, I just spent the night in jail. I look like a prostitute" I hissed at her.

"Kalvin! Is it party pooper or is it party pisser" she asked my Dad.

"Are you stupid, Bonnie? It's obviously pisser, who takes a shit at a party?" I heard my Dad's voice reply back.

Can one of these officers just shoot me?

"OK Katrina, we have to go now, we will see you at home, don't do anything I wouldn't want you to do" she said threw the phone.

"Like what?"

"Sign a prenup, everything else is fair game" she sang before the line went dead.

I banged my head down hard on the wooden desk, over, and over, and over again.

"Katty? Are we having a bad day?" his deep voice froze my entire being, pushing the last time I spoke to him to the front of my mind.

Flashback

"It's nothing very important, it's just that ... I'm breaking up with you" he deadpanned.

My mouth dropped, my eyes bulged, my life got stuck in my throat, "break .. up ... with me?" I asked him completely confused.

"You see, I'm going to be taken and when that happens I don't need you around to get in the way. Plus ... this is kind of awkward ... I'm not a relationship guy ... are you okay ... are you laughing?" he asked.

I could hear the shock in his face, but I couldn't see it, because my eyes were closed and I was silently laughing so hard.

"HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA" I screeched aloud as the situation truly hit me.

"Katrina" he tried to grab my attention, my eyes opened but I was still bellowing in laughter.

"You-" I pointed at him, "- are breaking up with me?" I pointed at myself.

"Yes. I will probably be photographed with Ana as well, or other women so that no one suspect that I am actually Blue Doom- WHAT THE HELL IS SO FUCKING FUNNY?!" he exploded.

My smile dropped and I turned to him completely still, "What's so fucking funny? Nothing. It's fucking hilarious, because you, the blue son of a bitch who not only kidnapped me, but dragged me from here to kingdom come is now looking me in my face and breaking up with me. Not only breaking up with me, but telling me that he will be seen in public with other women, it's fucking hilarious!" I bellowed at him.

"Katrina-"

"You blue piece of shit!" I screamed as I inhumanly picked up his expensive computer and chucked it at his face, he barely dodge it.

"Let me make this crystal clear, you asshole. I'm breaking up with you" I snapped at him.

He nodded, "Okay".

I glared even harder at his annoying ass face, " I'm breaking up with you, and you can go and suck my dick, and if you think I'm dropping anything to do with this figuring out who in the hell the Shadow is and how the fuck they are connected to my parents, you're even dumber than I originally thought" I hissed at him.

"If you want to get your throat slit thats fine with me" he growled his eyes flashing.

I threw my head back and laughed like a maniac, "Oh I probably will, make sure to smile at my funeral, I know it'll be a happy day for you" I hissed.

I turned before he could scream anything else at me grabbed my twenty bags, and stomped towards the door, before turning around kicking his large flat screen tv then storming away.

"FUCK YOU!"

End

That was the last thing I had said to him, it honestly wasn't that dramatic, now that I think back on it.

I did happen to have pulled something in my groin from lifting my leg so high to kick his TV off the wall.

I slowly lifted my head and made eyes contact with Satan himself. He hadn't lied, he had been photographed with over 10 different girls in the last week, while I had been crying and eating poptarts with butter smeared on top of them.

Pathetic.

I know.

I was pretty pissed off from his stupid dumping, and then not finding shit on the symbol I had found, nor finding anything about my parents to connect them to the shit storm that was coming.

I really had nothing.

Except Carrie.

And my Hell Hounds.

They had all come and dragged me away from Netflix and pulled me out last night, which is how I got arrested and do you think their asses stayed a fought with me?

No.

I didn't even think Carrie could run that fast.

Aria had hesitated before she hauled ass, the others had just taken off.

I mean, it was slight indecent exposure, nothing really terrible, and some public intoxication charges, but that was about it.

I glared up at the bane of my existence, "Balder. Here to escort me back to the gates of hell?" I muttered drily to him.

His lips twitched, "No, just back home".

"Home. Gates of Hell, it's all the same things" I said as I stood slowly to my feet.

I looked down at my outfit and wanted to wince, but I was in mental pain from the conversation with my mother so, I couldn't find the will to even be slightly embarrassed at what I was wearing.

A black crop top, that just barely covered the important bits, and had my chest spilling over the top. Then leather black jeans, and black heeled boots.

Trina had done my makeup and strangely enough has decide to go completely black, there was no doubt in my mind the dark makeup was still firmly placed on my lips, probably a little smeared.

His eyes shot up and down my body, "you went ... out dressed like that?" he asked.

I would have seemed like a normal question from anyone else, but I knew this loser, the passive aggressive nature was practically tattooed on his voice.

"Aria said something like in order to get over someone, you need to get under someone, and for that you need tight clothes ... she said it in greek and I think that was the translation" I shrugged.

I smirked as his large hands flexed in irritation, "Is that so?"

"Yep, aren't friends just the best?" I mocked him.

His eyes collided to my face, "even better when they ditch you to get thrown in jail" he mocked me.

I sneered in his direction, "I never said they were loyal bitches" I shrugged.

He sighed before turning and stalking away. I followed uncertain as he headed back to the front desk, he was signing some papers when I finally caught up. The officer at the desk quickly handed me a plastic bag with my purse and phone inside of it.

I quickly snatched them out.

Oh god did he see the inside?

I looked up at him, to see him just staring at me.

He definitely saw the inside.

I gave a tight smile, doing my best not to make eye contact.

"Got everything in your purse ma'am?" he asked.

I gave him a sharp glare, before giving a quick nod, "Yep".

"You should probably check, hate for you to have lost anything here" he smirked back at me.

"I trust the legal system" I gave him a tight smile.

Shut up.

"I would definitely check the contents, Miss" his lips twitching.

He was a younger guy, no older than 30, brown hair and blue eyes. "Thanks, but no thanks".

"I insist, would hate for you to leave anything here" he smirked.

By now Blue's eyes were focused dangerous on me and this asshole, who I was about to punch in the middle of a precinct.

I gave him a fake smile, "do I know you?" I asked him.

His evil little smile got bigger, "Officer Derek, you referred to me as officer scrotum last night when I placed you in your cell" he gave me a faker smile, "now I really insist that you check your belongings" he gave another self satisfied smirk.

"I'll file your opinion in my 'heard but won't listen' file, thanks though" I gave him a fake smile.

His lips twitch.

This little bitch.

"Katrina, what's in the purse?" Blue cut threw the officer and I's mental choking match.

I squeezed the purse closer to my chest, "girly things, my things, no things, nothing- can we go?!" I hissed at him.

"Sure, as soon as you check to make sure everything you have is in your possession" the officer quipped.

I glared at him, "don't you have donut to eat, or an old lady to help get across a street?" I hissed at him.

"Are you threatening me Miss?" he asked.

"No, but we can get there if you keep asking about my fucking purse" I growled at him.

His hand was going to his tazer, but I was going to make sure I bit the shit out of his hand before he pulled that thing on me.

"KATRINA! Open your fucking purse, so the fucking cop can leave you the fuck alone, and we can get the fuck out of here" Blue's demeaning voice cut threw the air like a knife.

I looked over at him, "no".

His eyes actually flashed, before he was reaching for my purse.

I tried to step away, but he was faster than me, his one hand had a slight hold on the purse, and with one tug it flew open and the contents spilled to the floor.

Condoms, upon condoms, upon condoms.

All different colors, sizes, flavors.

There had to be around 50 of the suckers jam packed into my small little clutch of a purse.

All three of us were frozen solid, but Blue practically was blazing with anger, "What the hell, Katrina" his voice cut threw me like a knife.

I pursed my lips as my eyes looked anywhere but his fuming face, "like I said, I have bitches for friends" I hissed out, refusing to look anywhere near him.

He turned on his heels and stormed out the doors.

I looked over at the officer who was struggling to stop his laughter, "I'll see you in hell" I stated before turning over my purse and spilling the remainder of the condoms on his desk.

I turned then strutted out the doors.

I took a deep breath of air, freedom baby.

I smiled as the city air touched my skin, a nice breeze flowing around me.

My eyes caught onto Blue's, he was leaning against the building. He was dressed impeccably as always, a nice dark blue suit situated perfectly over his toned body, a lit cigarette hanging dangerously on his lips.

My eyes stayed on his, before I turned away and looked back at the morning traffic that clogged the streets.

I kept my face away from him, "thanks for bailing me out" I stated, refusing to look at him, even though I felt his eyes shooting into my back.

I had nothing else to say to him.

I turned and took the steps in the direction of my parent's home. Maybe if I could get there quickly before them I would miss the raw dogging.

I shuttered as I took another step, but a large hand clamped down on my upper arm.

Soul shattering sparks lit my skin on fire.

"Did you use those condoms?" he asked lowly in my ear.

I couldn't breathe, because all I would inhale is his scent, his manly, sharp scent. I turned my head away, "Yes".

He released me impossibly fast, like I had burned him, "I just poured them all over that ass of an officer's desk" I sighed.

His body was against my back, his power rushing from his body into mine, "I haven't slept in 7 days" he muttered out.

I slapped my hand over my mouth, weather to stop myself from crying, or cussing him out or to just hold myself together, I'll never know.

"I haven't lived in 7 days" he continued, like he wasn't shaking my foundation.

I turned slowly to look up at him, he looked animalistic, like he didn't know what to do, or when he would lose himself next.

I could see it.

He wasn't keeping himself together.

"I- I haven't ..." he started but he looked confused as he searched for what to say.

"Breathed ... I haven't breathed in 7 days" I filled in for him.

His eyes cut to mine, it was there I could see that he was falling apart just as much as I had. I looked at him as I shook my head slightly, "why does it hurt so bad?" I asked him, my eyes closing slightly.

The weakness was slipping in again.

His fingers traced over my cheek, he let out a breathy laugh, "I don't know" he sighed.

I took a small step back, away, I opened my eyes, "like I said thanks" I finished.

His eyes narrowed, they cut threw every movement I made. He wanted to say something, hell I wanted to say something, but we couldn't.

To just fix it would be too easy.

We relished in the pain we caused one another.

Our eyes stayed locked onto one another as we stared each other, "KATRINA!" a voice bellowed threw our contest, making me jump.

Great.

I turned to see Daniel fuming down the sidewalk at a hideously fast pace ... I guess since he saw me it's too late to run now.

I gave him a fake smile, "Daniel".

He loomed over me, his eyes furious, "Do you think what you did was funny?" he hissed at me.

My lips twitched, he had been a thorn in my ass this past week. He was been to my house everyday just watching me. Breathing and watching me.

It was too much.

When I told him, my friends and I were going out he seemed to think he had a fucking say, so I put my Mom's hardcore sleeping pills in this special smoothie I had made for him.

No Super could stand against that woman's pills.

"It was only severely hilarious" I said to him as my lips fought to stay in a straight line.

I think I just witnessed a vein in his forehead explode, "I just woke up face first in your bath tub, with no clothes on" he hissed at me.

I had to cover my mouth to catch the bubble of laughter that wanted to spill out my mouth, "I didn't want to take your clothes off, but ... I was out voted" I coughed.

His eyes widened, "who voted? Who else saw me naked?!" he snapped.

I could choke down the squeak of laughter that came up my throat, "I'm sorry Daniel".

"You're sorry?! I'm trying to protect you and you drugged me, and when I wake up I find you are in jail!" he bellowed in my face.

I couldn't hold in the snort.

"You should be thanking me! They wanted to take more than just your pants off, dude. Maybe if you had kept your two cents to yourself about my safety I wouldn't have drugged you" I shrugged the smile bright on my face.

I could stop it even if I wanted to.

He looked ready to combust, "I- I can't do this right now, since I'm late for work. No thanks to you. Go home immediately and when I am able I will come check on you" he said.

"Okay" I nodded.

He looked almost shocked, "o-okay? You'll go ... you'll actually listen to me?" he asked hopefully.

"Of course!" I gave him a bright smile.

He nodded, a smal smile on his face, he turned and quickly ran off.

Too gullible.

My smile dropped, "of course not" I muttered just incase that witness protection program heard me.

I watched in annoyance as he crossed the street then rounded the corner.

Ugh.

I turned around to look back at Blue, but he was standing their a small smile on his lips as well, "gross. Stop smiling" I deadpanned at him.

His dipped his head as his body rumbled in laughter, "Who would have thought, Star Man in love with Katrina Justice" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "he doesn't love me, he has a Jesus complex, where he thinks he needs to save me" I hissed.

"Sure" he shrugged a smirk on his face.

I glared at him, "whatever. I have things to do, and discussing bullshit, with a bullshitter isn't on the list. Catch ya in hell" I said turning to leave, but he stopped me again.

This time when he crashed his lips to mine.

How he got in kissing distance is unknown, all I knew was it felt like my soul was back into one piece, the bite of his spark wrapping itself around my body, pulling me closer to him as we fought for dominance over the kiss.

I snapped out of it, as his sinful tongue touched my bottom lip, I pulled back and slapped him in the face.

His eyes lit up like a christmas tree, we stood there staring at one another, breathing heavy.

"I broke up with you" I pointed at him, his eyes stayed focused on my lips as he nodded gently. "And you're an asshole" I snapped as he leaned closer, he nodded as well.

"I'm right about everything and you're a piece of shit" I hissed one more time, before his lips slowly touched back down to mine again.

You weak, weak, weak, kneed girl.

This time he didn't have a chance to ask for entrance, my mouth was open. Our tongues collided as I pull him closer, his hands on my exposed skin was driving me insane.

I could breathe.

But I didn't want to.

I couldn't move.

I didn't need to.

He pulled us backwards until we bumped against a car, that was obvious his.

I bit down slightly on his lip, making him groan out as his grip on my hips went lower until he had my ass in a painful hold.

We pulled away slightly breathing even harder.

"Are you coming to the Phoenix Gala tonight?" he asked me.

I nodded breathless, not able to even speak yet.

He smirked as he realized he had left me, me, speechless.

"I'll pick you up at 8:30" he smiled slightly, before pecking my swollen lips one more time, then stepping away from me.

He rounded his car easily, he stopped and looked back at me once, "I'm sorry for being a douche " he said easily, before slipping into the drivers seat and tearing away.

You dumb girl.

I shook my head at myself, I couldn't possibly get anymore stupid, but his stupid eyes flash at me and I forget that I wanted to decapitate him with a shoe.

I started my walk back towards my house, why are the worst ones, always the same one who make us smile the hardest?

Maybe because they aren't wrong at all.

Maybe it's because they are actually pretty fucking perfect.