magellans_demon
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As she saw Jack enter, Katy's eyes widened. She'd remembered him being around today, among the snatches of memories but how or why was he here?
Listening to him speak she stared in disbelief, the adrenaline starting to course through her as she started to get her head around how she'd found herself here, anger rising up to replace her previous confusion. Why did everyone always do this to her, decide what she needed or what they were going to do to her and expect her to go along with it? She'd thought she met a new friend but it was just another damn man who knew everything.
"I'm feeling like shit." Katy stated bluntly. "How do you think I'm feeling? Do you want me to say thanks?"
She pushed Jack's hands away from her, looking in horror over to where he'd indicated, to see her own suitcase stood there.
"How... why, why did you do this? What gives you the right? Who said I was leaving Michael? And why to an island? You can take me back, now, I'll decide where the hell I go and who with!"
If he knew things were tricky with Michael then he'd just made it 1000 times worse, it would be so late when she got back and how would she begin to explain where she'd been?
Katy forced her legs to work and slid off the bed, standing unsteadily but determined now, heading to grab her case.
"Just take me back, right now and we can try and sort it all out." she demanded.
Listening to him speak she stared in disbelief, the adrenaline starting to course through her as she started to get her head around how she'd found herself here, anger rising up to replace her previous confusion. Why did everyone always do this to her, decide what she needed or what they were going to do to her and expect her to go along with it? She'd thought she met a new friend but it was just another damn man who knew everything.
"I'm feeling like shit." Katy stated bluntly. "How do you think I'm feeling? Do you want me to say thanks?"
She pushed Jack's hands away from her, looking in horror over to where he'd indicated, to see her own suitcase stood there.
"How... why, why did you do this? What gives you the right? Who said I was leaving Michael? And why to an island? You can take me back, now, I'll decide where the hell I go and who with!"
If he knew things were tricky with Michael then he'd just made it 1000 times worse, it would be so late when she got back and how would she begin to explain where she'd been?
Katy forced her legs to work and slid off the bed, standing unsteadily but determined now, heading to grab her case.
"Just take me back, right now and we can try and sort it all out." she demanded.
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