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Chapter 13

Cassie's POV

"Well, bye I guess" I say to Evan, when we stopped at my doorstep.

He smiles, and then he hands me my bag. "Thanks!" I beamed.

We stood in this awkward position for a few minutes not knowing what to say before Evan speaks.

"I better be off now" he sighes and I wave him goodbye.

I unlock my door and stroll in. I fling my shoes onto the shoerack and run upstairs and drop myself onto the bed.

Suddenly I feel a striking pain on the left side of my hips. I hover my fingers over the burning patch of skin. Walking to the mirror I slowly raise my jumper up and see a red mark left on it.

I lower my eyes. He did it...

My parents weren't home of course, they were checking over Karina. I don't blame them though, even If they aren't spending time with me, they can't.

Suddenly, I hear the front door creak open. I froze. My parents don't come this early, they stay with Karina for quite a long time, I thought.

Could it be Evan? I wondered, knowing they was a possibility it could be him. Nah, he would of at least text me if he was going to come over.

I didn't want to yell "Who's there?" because that would be idiotic of me.

Oh, no could it be Stephen?! I sworn I saw him working at the local supermarkets today. His shift wouldn't end this early...

The person wandered around my house.

Internally, I was screaming. I don't know who it is. I frantically search for something I could defend myself with. Book? . Nope. Flower pot? Too heavy. Clothes hanger? This should be okay.

I clutch my clothes hanger tightly my hand goes dangerously red. I hid behind the door, my face facing the door, huddled into a ball.

I feel the presence of someone in my room. She/he/they must of come into my room. I hear soft breathing but I don't dare to turn around.

I feel an icy hand thrown on my shoulder, but it's getting squeezed. I feel his/her breathe against my ear and she/he/they whisper...

"Hello sweetie..." He says in a raspy voice.

My eyes shrink, they shrink smaller than pearls.

Shoot, that voice is familiar.

It was Stephen.

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