#Chapter Nine
Barry picked Kitty's hand up and held it against the night sky. "Look, your hand is so beautiful. Like your soul."
She smiled. "I haven't seen the sky so filled with stars in all my life."
"Then I'm glad I recently got into stargazing. It's really so exciting."
She wanted to laugh. "Yes, it is, Barry."
"How is school these days? I wish you would transfer to my school," Barry said. It was something he lamented often. He attended the Dalgaco Christian Collegiate, and Kitty would rather die than be suffocated by a bunch of people who professed to be believers but yet held not one inkling of understanding about what they said they believed in. "Are the kids still being mean?"
"No, they stopped," Kitty lied. It was her most present trouble but every fucking time she met Barry, it was the only thing he wanted to talk about. And then he would launch into preacher mode to try and convince her to come back to church. Honestly, a bad church was more harmful than no church.
"You know you could come and talk to the church leaders about - "
Kitty launched herself forwards and pecked her lips on Barry's, mostly to get him to shut up.
"Oh, Kitty. You are the star to my night sky."
Lord, save her. "And you are the night sky to my star," she said, blinking at him innocently.
"I can't believe I found you. God created us for each other," Barry began and she turned to her side and watched him with hungry eyes. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"No reason."
"I know that look, Kitty," Barry said. "That course - "
Her hand shot forwards and closed around his wrist. She dragged his hand towards the hem of her dress and inched it up the gap of her thighs. "Touch me, Barry." He froze and stared at her blankly. "What? You're impotent but your hand works, doesn't it?"
"Kitty - " and Barry gave such a hard grimace that Kitty rolled her eyes. "You know I don't like it when you roll your eyes at me, Kitty."
She groaned aloud at the night sky as Barry's hand left her. "Fuck!"
He sighed loudly and got up from beside her. "This is over," he said and she propped up on one elbow to gawk at him.
"We were just getting started!"
"It's over, I said. Go home, now," Barry ordered and Kitty got up from the grass patch.
"I'm sorry."
"Go home and think about what you did, alright?"