Chapter 2:

Under the hot gaze of her mom, Kate immediately became conscious of her body. She mentally recalled the way Seth had held or handled her at his place and thought about any marks.

Without being told, she subconsciously began to cover up her body. From her arms to her neck, not even a hickey because she knew how much trouble she would get into.

The last time her mother caught her doing what she didn't approve of, her body was spared to tell the story. Mrs Hart cussed, kick, and even attempted to kick her off the out of she doesn't do anything 'perfect' again.

With her gaze everywhere except her mom's face, Kate silently prayed for a miracle.

"I said, where are you coming from dressed like ... like" Mrs. Hart paused for a few seconds and eyed Kate from head to toe, her left index finger "Dressed like a tramp?."

Kate looked down at her body for a while before looking up at her mom, by them, she had already come up with some she felt would be an escape route for her.

From the beginning, Kate realized that she had lost her voice, making it part of the most difficult lie in her lying history. But no matter what, she knew she had to come out and try to come out as clean as possible.

"I went to help the teacher with some equipment," Kate said with a straight face.

One wouldn't be able to tell that she just lied.

Silence.

Mrs Hart didn't say anything for a few seconds, it was like she was trying to stare the truth out of Kate but her daughter had been lying for a long time and she had never broken out of character.

"Katie" Mrs Hart said in a calm motherly voice this time "you don't need to stress yourself with any helping".

Kate faked a smile and nodded.

Although she knew what would come up next bit she dare not tell her mother that she was tired. She rather stays still like the innocent child her mom had always wanted and listens to it all over again for the hundredth time.

"There are some things money can solve just like this," Mrs. Hart said sternly " What you have to be doing at this point is working more on your ballet technique than helping your teacher move random things".

Again, Kate stood still with her head almost bowed. She would do anything in the world to get out of this position but she could do nothing. She was hopelessly hopeless.

"The fact that I let you go learn from that low class doesn't mean that you can help them carry things around" Mrs Hart continued "You are more than them, in class, in everything and I won't tolerate anything like this again!"

Staring daggers in her daughter's eyes, Mrs. Hart made sure to make herself clear. Her eyes kept moving around Kate's body in distaste as she hates as she hate her daughter dressed like she belongs to the street.

"I understand, Mom," Kate said as she bowed slightly.

Her gaze remained low till she felt her mother walked away. It was at that moment, she relieved her lungs of the breath she had been holding.

Rushing to the room and striping, Kate stepped into the shower to bathe. She let the water wash from her head as she indeed to wash her hair too.

Rubbing the soap around her body, she touched her waist and gasped. Not much pain, but a little pain that soon went to pleasure as she remembered how she got it.

Her face went bright red as she recalled herself on Seth, grinding while he had his strong and tight grip on both sides of her waist. She recalled the way he was gentle and rough at the same time that she would want another round immediately.

Kate's eyes closed as she bent her neck slightly to let the warm water rain on the left side of her neck. She remembered the kisses, the way Seth had focused on that part of her body and she smiled.

"He surely knows where to leave his mark," she said with a happy look on her face.

It was at the moment, she knew where they couldn't get off each other. She knew why she kept texting if he wants to have sex with her and why she kept going. She loved the way he fucked her the last time and she desire another.

Making sure to cover the hickey with makeup, Kate went out of her room to join the rest of her family. It was her father's birthday and she knew to dress he best so as not to offend her mother.

As usual, the place was a bit crowded with visitors so she walked straight to her mother so her dresses would be assessed and as she thought, her mother liked the dress and even gave her a flat smile of approval.

Normally, Kate never liked gatherings but she dare not make a face at all. In fact, she decided to look elsewhere till she caught a glimpse of someone, someone she didn't expect to see.

Her eyes were fixed with her lips open as she thought about what to say to him. Well, that thinking was cut short when her mother pinched her, hard that she felt her skin would peel.

Flinching with a painful smile on her face, Kate greeted the person passing in front of her. Looking back at her she had seen her surprise, the person walked towards her with the brightest smile on his face.

That smile, she recognize that smile as the one that used to take her breath away. The smile that had always made her have that huge crush on him since they were kids but she dare not tell him. Instead, she would enjoy the gaze of his masculine body and always perfectly styled hair. She would enjoy his charisma and his elegant aura whenever he deals with stuff or whenever he does nothing like just stare at her.

"Wow," Liam broke the silence.

That look on his face reminded Kate of why she had always had that crush on him. That look, the one he always gives her to show how beautiful she was.

"I know you would have grown" Liam smiled and Kate smile too.

She looked around, too shy to maintain contact with him as she muttered;

"Everyone grows, Liam, we can't be kids forever."

Liam nodded.

"But yours is different and I would say you have grown a lot" He smirked as he look affectionately at her "I didn't expect, Kate."

All Kate could do was smile and blush like a kid at Christmas. She thought about how to tell him how she had always felt about him, her huge crush, till that moment.

Well, that would be for another day, not when her gaze wandered and she was her mother with pure hatred and disgust on her face. She was relieved the woman wasn't looking at him but yet, that was another problem.

Kate instantly knew her mother doesn't like the person that came in with her father.

She knew they would never like each other.