I woke Cassidy at 5am, ready to start training.
“If you don’t shut up I’m going to punch you in the face.” She threatened me. I continued to whistle as we made our way through the building. She was obviously not a morning person.
“Like you’d be able to. That’s why I’m training you.” I snorted.
She rolled her eyes at me but remained silent. She was pissed.
“Ok, so this is how it’s going to be. We’ll run full speed for 20 minutes and see how far we get. Then we’ll have a 5 minute break. We’ll keep this up until I think we should go back because we still have to go to school today, unfortunately Hopefully, you can keep up with me.” I finished. She, surprisingly, nodded at me and asked, “Are we starting now?”
I expected her to groan and complain, to fire back at me, not cooperate. I shook my head in response, feeling kind of glum that I wasn't able to fight with her. She was kind of sexy when she was mad.
“Do you want to kill yourself? Warm up first.”
“Oh.” She replied, her cheeks tinted red with embarrassment.
I grinned, and began stretching. I watched her watch me, and then start to copy me. I realized she had no idea what she was doing.
“Do each stretch for 20 seconds, as far as you can go.”
She looked up as if I’d cursed her out. “I know that.” She snapped.
I held back a laugh, she obviously didn’t. “Alright, no need to get your panties knotted up cutie, I’m trying to help.”
Fighting with her is one thing, but she was just being bluntly nasty.
“Ok, look.” I stopped stretching and looked her straight in the eye. “I’m trying to help you, I don’t care what time it is or if you’re on your fucking period, you’ll listen and appreciate this help. We’re trying to save your ass. You think I want to ruin you and teach you how to kill people, how to deal with that shit? Not really, to be honest. But I am, because I want you to live. So you better deal with it, and me. Got it?” I glared. Her intense gaze rivaled mine before she looked down.
“I’m sorry. I am. I know you’re trying to help.” She stuck her hand out. “Friends? Or truce? Whatever you want.” She smiled slightly, and I grabbed her hand and shook it.
Friends, say friends!
“Friends.” I smiled back.
I nodded in reply and set my watch.
We sped off down the street, running toward the park. I kept my eye on Cassie, watching how she ran and if she was keeping up.
Don’t kid yourself, she’s just eye candy.
I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts and ran onward, keeping my pace.
We ran across the entire park and had just made it to the other side when the 20 minutes went off. I grabbed her arm, stopping her, and collapsed to the ground. My breathing was heavy and my heart rate was through the roof. Cassie doubled over, her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath.
“We made …good distance, right?” She managed to get out. Unable to speak, I nodded. “You run – so – damn – fast.”
Despite my lack of breath, I laughed. “I’ve had years of this.” I focused on my breathing, controlling it. I let out one last sigh and stood back up.
“I’m surprised at you, cutie. You actually managed to keep up.”
She sent me a dirty look at whacked me on the chest. “I’m surprised you kept up, you loser. I saw you back there, looking like death.”
I chuckled, “Are you sure you weren’t looking in the mirror?” I nudged her shoulder and she flinched as if I’d punched her. Guilt flooded my conscience, remembering the knife I’d held to her yesterday. She brushed it off and smirked instead. “How about the next round, we race?”
We ran until 7:30. Normally, we wouldn’t have lasted two and a half hours together. But something was… different. After I went off at her and we called a truce, something changed in her. She started joking more, playing around. It was almost like I had Emily back.
Don’t do that. That’s cruel to her.
I rolled my eyes. I already knew it was cruel, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t revel in the fact that I had Emily again.
No. Revel in the fact you have Cassidy, not Emily.
“Hey, buddy. How was your run?” Abby asked me, passing me a water.
“Good I guess. How was your sleep, lazy ass?”
She let out a bark of laughter at my words and sat down next to me.
“You didn’t kill her, did you?”
“Well, obviously she didn't kill you, you’re sitting here talking to me.”
“Oh. Well, no I didn’t. We made a truce…we agreed to be friends.”
Abby snorted, “How long is that going to last?”
“It’s not a joke. She was serious.”
Abby rolled her eyes, angering me. “Sure.”
“I’m serious. I want to be friends with her.”
“And I’m sure you’ll have a lovely long friendship lasting all of about two seconds. Don’t set your hopes high.”
I was fuming, my anger consuming me. “Aim high, hit low, Abs.” I managed to get out.
I picked up my water and made my way into my room, slamming the door behind me. I wasn’t up for her shit today.
“Don’t let her get hurt like that!” Abby yelled through my door, before disappearing. Her words knocked me around, arising a memory from yesterday.
Nate, Noah and Ashton stood near me as we all watched Cassidy, planning our ‘attack’. She had run all the way from the school to these woods and now she sat at the foot of a tree, bawling her eyes out.
“That's it – I can’t let her sit there like that.” I heard Nate mutter, before he took off. I ran after him, dragging him back to our hiding spot.
“You dumb fuck, you can’t let her see us! You’ll baby her! Let her cry! She needs to be hopeless. Plus, she thinks she’s alone. You think she’ll be appreciative to know her boyfriend followed her around like some sort of stalker?”
Nate grumbled in disagreement but I shoved him back towards the other two guys and kept watch on her. Finally she stopped bloody crying. I started speaking.
Now, I had the knife against her neck. She couldn’t stop crying, she wasn't thinking. She was failing this test, hard.
“Don’t let him hurt her like that!” I heard Nate’s voice from where I knew the others where hiding. I looked toward them, glaring before turning my attention to Cassidy. Thankfully, it looked like she hadn’t heard jack shit.
“I won’t hurt her.” I mumbled, answering Abby. Not like she could hear me anyway.
“Quit it – you’re pissing me off.” Cassidy muttered as we sat together in English, thankfully the last lesson of the day. I was playing with my lip piercing and I knew it bothered her.
“Is that a way to speak to your friend?”
I watched as she bit her lip, attempting to hide her smile. “It’s how I treat my friends. If you don’t like it, move on to the next impressionable girl.”
I smirked, “Nah, for some reason I’m kind of attached to this one chick but we only sort of became friends this morning.”
Now she was full out smiling behind her hands, trying not to be caught by our hawk of a teacher, Mrs. Walker. The old hag hated me, and would do anything to get me into detention. Probably because of my tattoos. Cassidy on the other hand, was the teachers pet. I’d undoubtedly be in trouble for tainting her by sitting next to her.
The bell rung, shocking me. I swear it hadn’t been an hour yet.
“Okay class. No homework for today, have a good night!”
Cassidy and I packed up our stuff and headed for the car park. I had told her I’d drive her home from school, but I didn’t know if she actually wanted me to. The whole friends thing with her was amazing. The only down side was I was so nervous around her, I had no idea how to act or speak to think when she was around.
“So, when did you two become best friends?”
I turned around to find Jennifer, giving us a suspicious glare.
“Last night.” Cassidy answered, full of confidence. I bit back a smile. That sounded pretty suggestive, especially coming from her mouth.
“Hmmm. Interesting. Well, you two have fun!”
I exchanged glances with Cassidy. “Well that was a bit weird.” I said.
“I know. Now, are you driving me home or what?”
“Abby! Mitch! I’m home!”
“Oh hey dude.” Mitch replied from the table. “You think you could help me with something?”
“Uhhh… sure. What’s up?”
“Well, you see. I’ve wanted to move out for a while now, but I’ve just never been able to leave Abs here by herself. I know she doesn’t have to pay rent or anything like that. Mom and dad pay all our shit but I just don’t like her living alone. But she has Cassie upstairs and now you’re here…how long do you think you’ll be here for?”
I sat in astonishment, not knowing what to say. “Um, I’m not exactly sure. A while, I guess.”
“Ah thanks anyway, dude. Don’t tell Abby this, yeah?”
“Yeah ‘course not.” I smiled and stood up. “Good luck if you do decide to move out though.”
I nodded and grabbed my bag from the table. Walking to my room, I flopped onto my bed. It had been a long day, and now I had to do it all again tomorrow with Cassidy. My cheeks flushed with the memory of her warming down, her leggings and sports bra providing perfect opportunities for staring competitions with different parts of her body. Good God, she was gorgeous.
Shut up. She’s fine looking.
I ignored the infuriating voice in my mind and began focusing on the best thing that had happened to me in a while.
I was friends with Cassidy.
A smile tugged at my lips at the thought of it. Finally, we were getting somewhere. She didn’t hate me that much.
Barely able to contain myself, I realized Cassidy left her art supplies with me. I stood, a giant grin covering my features, ready to run to her apartment.
Just give them to her at school.
School, with Cassidy.
Cassidy, my friend.
I could definitely get used to that.
I just wanted to say (early update, btw) that I really appreciate everything you guys do on here like commenting and stuff, just thank you. I hope you like this chapter, i think Justin might be gaining some feelings????
Thats it for this chapter, keep in your mind and prayers everyone suffering from the loss of the victims of 9/11 in America as it is 11th of September today :)
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