Does Victor take sympathy on his sister? Or does he prolong her humiliation?

A night outside...

It was a long time before Victor spoke again, and his tone was no longer the teasing, taunting one of a prankster.

"My mom could have put you into foster care, but she took in into our home, and what have you done to repay her? Treated me like shit. I'll give you the night to think about your behaviour, and in the morning, we'll see if you have more respect for me."

Katie was stunned. She'd never heard Victor speak like this before! Had she really been mistreating him? Sure, there were times when maybe she was too harsh on him, but there were plenty of ways to resolve their differences that didn't involve locking her outside in her birthday suit!

The naked girl kicked the door in frustration, the tears of pain this action caused mingling with her terrified whimpers.

What on Earth was she going to do, Katie thought as she slid to the ground, arms wrapping her knees close to her chest. Victor wasn't going to let her back inside, and getting Gail or Bev involved would only make things worse.

But she couldn't just sit there and hope that Victor would open the door for her in the morning. He'd probably be happy to leave her out there for as long as possible, and even if the rest of her step-family discovered what he'd done, Katie doubted they take her side.

As she buried her face in her hands and let tears leak through her fingers, Katie settled on her final, ****, throw of the dice.

If she couldn't source clothes at home, she would have to get them from somewhere else. Unfortunately, there was only one place Katie felt safe going that wouldn't lead to her arrest...