I turned the TV up as I watched the news. I couldn't help but smile as I saw a picture of Rai show on the screen. It was about time that asshole was caught. My head moves to the side as I spot Kathryn entering the apartment with a few bags. I stand, wincing slightly since I had only been discharged from the hospital a day ago. My body was still sore and in immense pain.

Making my way over, the brunette frowns as she notices me on my feet. I chuckle and kiss her cheek, "You're not allowed to be mad. I have to eventually do things for myself when you're away. How was school?" I question.

She sets the bags down and stretches, "Boring. Finals are about to begin and I'm already ready for them to be over with. I just want summer to be here."

I smile and sit down, "Are you teaching summer school? Or am I going to be able to hang out with my girlfriend without the title of 'teacher' weighing us down?"

Kathryn smiles, "I probably, no, I should've told you this before you decided to almost get yourself killed but I turned in my resignation form a few hours before prom."

My brows shoot up as I eye the woman in disbelief. Her smile widens and she nods her head, "You better believe it, baby. I figured Rai can't get me fired if I quit. But I also believe that working there with low security wasn't safe for either of us."

I frown, "Ryn, you love teaching. You shouldn't have quit" I pout, feeling as if I've ruined her career. The woman shakes her head, "I don't regret it. And I never said I wasn't going to stop teaching. I'll probably look for another job during the summer."

I wrap my arms around the woman, knowing she hated having to quit her job. That place was like her second or third home. Especially since she had her best friend across the hall. Pulling away, I eye her a bit longer. "Are you sure you want to quit? Rai is out of the picture."

She smiles, "He's on the run, not out of the picture. And who's to say he won't be back? Staying there isn't safe. And it's also not safe for me to stay here."

"You're moving?"

Her smile catches my attention, "I'm thinking about it. I wanted to talk with you about it. I'm not sure I should stay here because of everything that happened. This apartment was like my safe place and then he invaded it. The only reason I can sleep in my bed is because you're here with me and I know nothing will happen. But what happens when you leave me for college?"

I bite my lip. "Rephrase that. I'm not leaving you," I laugh, "I'm just going to college."

"You're leaving me," she deadpans causing me to smirk.

Rolling my eyes, I glance into the bags, hoping for food. "I think you should move. Maybe you should go with me to California." The woman eyes me for a few seconds before reaching into one of the bags. She hands me the box of food causing me to smile happily.

"I don't think so. I love you but we haven't even been together for a year. The Uhaul, idea should wait." Her statement forces me to laugh, "Yeah it should wait. Except weren't you the one who asked me to move in with you until I leave for college? Aren't I living with you right now?"

It's her turn to roll her eyes. "No, not the same idea. If I move with you to California more than likely wherever we live both of our names will be on the lease, whereas here only my name is on the lease and I'm the only one paying the bills. You're just sleeping in my bed until you can get the hell out of my apartment."

I can't help but laugh at the brunette standing in front of me. She had a valid point. In a way we weren't co-existing in this apartment, I wasn't viewed as her roommate because I wasn't helping pay the bills. If we moved in together in California we'd actually be co-existing.

Sighing, I let her have her way. "So then that means you're going to be working there until the semester ends? Because finals are in a week or so" I bring our attention back to the first conversation.

Kathryn nods her head. I finally open the box of food, letting the aroma of fried rice and sushi melt on my nostrils. "I'll go get you some juice since we're out. I'll be back."

I groan, wanting to spend more time with the brunette. She smiles, "I'll only be a few minutes. You won't even know I'm gone." Oh but I will. I continue eating, enjoying the taste of something other than ramen on my taste buds. I notice Kathryn's phone on the table beside me. I frown as I wonder if she was hiding anything.

I grab her phone and leave the table. My heart wanted me to check her phone for any secrets while my brain rejected the idea. I was internally fighting myself. I bite the inside of my cheek as I place her phone onto the charger and set it down on the bed, declining the idea of invading her privacy.

If there was something I needed to know, I knew she'd tell me. And if she wouldn't, I trust that she's doing it for the greater good and not to intentionally hurt me. I exit the room just in time as Kathryn enters the apartment. She smiles at me and holds up two jugs, one of cranberry juice and the other apple. I smile at the brunette, she knows me too well.

"I was debating if I wanted to get orange juice because we know it's better than apple juice. But I know you and your weird taste buds."

Taking my seat, I can't help but laugh at her statement, knowing she was just teasing me. "Yeah, whatever. We both know you're the gross one for loving apple juice over orange juice. That's like a sin" I joke.

The woman chuckles, her eyes landing on the table where her phone was. She doesn't say anything as she sets the juices beside me, allowing me to choose my beverage. Once I do she takes the other one to the fridge. I frown as my eyes follow her, wondering if she would ask about her phone. But she never does.

She meets my side, using my fork to steal some of my food. I pout but she only laughs. "How are you feeling? Did you take your painkillers?"

Wrapping my arm around the brunette, I smile. "I don't need them anymore. I'll be fine." Kathryn frowns at my answer but doesn't say much as she shoves another forkful of food into her pretty mouth. I watch the woman in awe, sweeping her hair to her back so it won't get in her way as she eats.

I always look at this woman and wonder how I managed to get so lucky. We might've been through some fucked up situations, but I was truly lucky to have her. Chestnut brown eyes land on me in confusion before trailing down to my lips. She wipes the corner of her mouth, moving closer to me sure there's no space left in between us.

"I bought you food because I thought you were hungry but the way you're looking at me tells me you had something else in mind," her breath fans against my nose. I smirk and glance up to meet her eye.

Speechless of her sudden comment all I could do was eye her. Her fingers glide along the curvature of my neck before landing on my shoulder. My breath stops in my throat as I feel her other hand run down my arm, bringing my hand to her waist. I raise my brows, suddenly the hunger I had felt was being directed towards the woman beside me.

Kathryn turns me towards her, stepping between my legs wrapping her arms around my neck, and pulling me closer. "Don't you want to do something about this aching between my legs?"

I glance at the woman in slight disbelief. I arch my back slightly as I feel her tender kisses along my jaw. I moan, ignoring how my body was telling me how much I hadn't recovered for this. Having sex with this woman would add to the aching in my bones. But having sex with the beautiful woman would satisfy me entirely.

I gasp as I feel her knead her fingers into my hair, grabbing a handful and tugging. My head is forced backwards and lips are pressed against my adam's apple. I moan into the air as her tongue rakes across my skin, trailing towards my jaw and stopping just before my earlobe. Kathryn harshly bites my lobe forcing me to groan and slightly push her away.

"I'm so angry with you Casey" she groans, tongue caressing my helix. I suck in a sharp breath before swallowing loudly. "You know how much I hate you right now?" she questions pulling away.

Her eyes meet mine, a fire brewing in the depths of her soul. Clenching my jaw shut, I watch the woman in awe. "You could've died" she hisses, hand now caressing my neck. My eyes widen slightly as she tightens her grip. I watch her lips part as she lets out a hysterical laugh.

When Kathryn was horny and in control, she could often become a sadistic goddess. She quickly releases me and steps back, eyes still blazing as she glared at me. "Strip" she demands.

I remain in my chair, slightly startled by her demand. When she realizes the hesitation in my actions she steps in between my legs again. Mouth to mouth, eyes burning with fury as she stared at me. "Don't make me repeat myself, Casey. I'm not in the mood to repeat myself."

And though I wanted to disobey the older woman, standing in between my legs, my body moved on its own. I grabbed the hem of my shirt, raising it over my head and discarding it onto the floor. Kathryn smirks, taking a step back so I could continue.

I stood from the chair, unbuttoning my shorts and sliding them past my hips. My lover takes in my body, smiling as she notices I hadn't chosen to wear a bra or panties today. The striptease was quick and simple, too fast to be even considered a tease.

My hands lift from my side, landing on her shoulders. I move my hands down her arms, locking our fingers. "Who said you could touch me?" the brunette hisses. Raising a brow, I move closer to the woman, not entirely scared of her empty threats. "If you want to scare me, babe, you'll have to try harder than that. You're too cute to be the sadistic scary dominatrix" I tease kissing her lips tenderly.

When she doesn't reciprocate my actions I pull back, glancing at her through my lashes. "Kiss me back" I whisper.

Kathryn's movements are quick, almost too quick to recognize. She untangles our fingers and bends me over the table, moving the bags out of the way. She held her hand firmly against my neck as her hips pressed into my ass. I couldn't help but get wet at our position.

My nipples were pressed against the cold marble table and my head was pushed into the flat surface causing me to turn my head sideways. "Ryn" I moan feeling her move her hips against me.

The woman bends over, her hair tickling me as she does so. Her lips press against my helix, tongue darting out teasingly. "You should've listened to me" she hisses. I swallow harshly, yet again as I hear her voice lower several octaves. "Punishment is needed."

I roll my eyes, sure she wouldn't actually punish me. She was just all bark and no bite. However, the air is quickly punched out of my lungs as I feel a stinging pain on my right ass cheek. I gasp and glance back at the woman with raised brows, surprised by her actions.

"What? You didn't think I had it in me?" she smirks, eyes dark as she glanced at my nude body. "I'm not the sweet innocent hair-pulling, neck-grabbing Kathryn anymore, Casey. I'm finding pleasure in seeing you cower under me."

Her finger glides over the tender flesh, her flushed lips placing open-mouth kisses against my spine. Immediately I try to push the woman away as I feel her finger slide between my cheeks causing me to feel uncomfortable. That is a hole, I will never be comfortable with anyone touching, not even the sexy woman hovering over me.

"Oh, not a fan of anal?" Kathryn questions, hot breath hitting against my neck. "Kathryn, you can do whatever you want to me, but anal is off-limits" I hiss at the woman.

She chuckles softly, removing both her hands from my body and allowing me to stand. I turn and face her. She cocks her head to the side, sucking on her teeth as she eyed me. I could tell something was off about the situation. Something was very different about the woman standing in front of me.

And there could be a hundred reasons why her personality changed. After all, she was sexually abused and had no one to turn to. She already showed signs of PTSD, hypersexuality could be another disorder. I frown and eye my girlfriend. "What? Why are you staring at me like that?"

I notice the change in her demeanor once again. I watch Kathryn take a step back, her arms wrapping around her body. "What's going on? Why are you naked? What- why are you staring at me like that?"

Furrowing my brow, I take a step closer. "Kathryn, what did you just do in the past 10 minutes?" I question. She raises her brows eyes moving between me and the bags on the table. "Uh... I got home from work or rather the store since I bought you food. Uh...we talked a bit about my resignation and moving. Then I went back to the store to get you juice, cranberry and apple juice. But that doesn't explain why you're naked."

I let out a breath, realizing what happened. "Can you stop staring at me and tell me what happened?" the brunette hisses.

My eyes land on the floor, "Kathryn, I don't know how to tell you this and I don't know if it's true but it seems to me that you have a personality disorder."