Each other's ice cream flavors looked appealing. They both stare at each other's hands holding their ice cream, wondering how it would taste. Or better, how it would taste when mixed.That's what they exactly planned to do."Come here." Zayn whispers softly, his lips inching closer. Cassandra stops biting her lips and closes her eyes.Inch by inch, Zayn was coming closer to quench his curiosity. Cassandra was awaiting for his sweet yet flavored kiss.However, there was a sharp mental image inside Cassandra where she saw an old man sitting in front of her. The image doesn't even last for a second. It was of an old man, she could say by his ancient looks and grey hair.Startled, she drops the cone of ice cream and concern sprouts in Zayn."Hey, what happened?" He holds her jaw, placing his cone on the plate. Cassandra was awestruck at the image she just couldn't unsee. The man looked vaguely similar. But she never remembered an encounter with that man. Suddenly. There was a commotion
"C- Cassie... I think I'm going mad." And the call disconnects. The poor woman was given nothing for any information. Was he at home? Was he at someone else's place? How was she supposed to know? Learning that her face was all scrunched up, Louis approaches her."What happened?" Says the boy, holding Cassandra's shoulder."It's Mr Johnson. He- he is having something going on. I think he's nearby, that's why he called me—""No, no honey. Let's call the police—" Cassandra's biological mother responds. Cassandra was conflicted with the choice at hand. Will she able to handle the situation herself? Will she be drawn into potential danger too if she went without protection?But her intuition said that he needed her emotionally present than physically. Upon dialling his number thrice already, no response ever again, the girl begins to worry. Her family dinner was ruined, and she apologized to them before running out at once."Mom, I'll be right back.""No, Cassie— Cassie wait! CASSANDRA!" b
[A/n: Can you guys feel the major twist incoming?]All of them were in black. The ceremonial was held in the burial of the rich, in the burial site where diamonds were born out of gold. Not many were invited to the burial site where diamonds were made in the lab out of the dead.It was special alchemy, known only to the scientists who made diamonds out of buried bones.An hour passes as the scientist in discussion arrives. He hands the piece of diamond to Zayn, his father's name slightly engraved deep into the crystal. The shine hits his eyes, the tears begin."I miss you already, old man." He mutters while his mother comforts him gently. Most of the people who came to pay their last rights to their friend and foe leave.Suddenly, Zayn realises that the last Johnson of the main family was gone. The last Johnson was gone...How can he find out more about the history of Johnsons now? On top of that, he has to resign as a teacher and go to work as the CEO of Johnson group now. So man
It was at midnight. Zayn woke up again after having a really bad dream.It was of a couple who was found dead by the side of the coffee shop. The street looked familiar, and so did the blurred faces of the couple. It was a man in a plain cream trench coat and a woman who was in shorts as well as a trench coat over her shoulders. It seemed to be somewhere near to the winter seasons.The poor man shakes his head to get rid of the imagery. He was too stunned to move a muscle more. Gathering some energy, he walks barefoot towards the kitchen downstairs to get some water. He was also perspiring without reason.Suddenly, a headache spikes up as he groans in pain. He sits down on the floor, the cold bottle of water in his hand."Ah. Fuck." He moans in pain. The lights to the kitchen switches on as he sees his mother coming around."Son? Hey, you alright sweetie?" She approaches him."I had a bad dream, mother." He complains to her like a little child."Why don't you sleep beside mama, hmm? C
"Come on, Cassie. I Come here in hopes of you cheering me up. But it looks like we're having trouble cheering each other." The man concludes on his own. The girl however gives him a shanty eye, screaming at him internally. "That's not true. We have the will to have sex, then we will do shit." She says, boldly."I can't believe you just said that." Dumbfounded by her boldness, Zayn sees the girl smirk as she adjusts her spectacles."There's a lot of boldness hidden in me, professor. You just have to unlock it." "I shall, my queen." The both gently giggle. Cassandra softly wraps the man and herself in her blanket. It was warm and fuzzy below the blanket, especially when the lovers kiss."You excite me so much, Cassie.""I'm glad I do." Cassandra speaks over her tortured breath. The lack of oxygen in the confined space gave her the race of her heart.She removes only so much so that their heads peak out. The cold breeze that flows freezes their noses and lips. But how lucky were they t
Saying goodbyes after a long time spending with each other was hard. The sun was almost rising up, illuminating the world. They were up all night, trying to figure out a good damn reason for their weird dreams.They planned on one thing."I'll go research about it in the library. They're quite some books I need to revise. About Rebirth." Says the girl, the man nodding. "Good. Thank you. And... and I'll go to the basement of my house. It's locked away and dad never let me, nor anyone go there. I just hope mom doesn't oppose me." Says the man."That's good. I feel like we will find something way too valuable and... heartbreaking." She says as she holds her aching chest. A shudder passes through her body. Zayn hugs her tighter to calm her down. She breathes on his chest and finds solace."Let's go now. Will you say your goodbyes?" Zayn was dramatist the parting as Cassandra laughs and participates in his little drama."Yes of course~ Never shall we meet again, Romeo." "Oh, Juliet~" lau
The man went back to his home after collecting his properties back. The school and the campus bid him a goodbye, yet his mind was somewhere else. He was biting his inner cheeks, fidgeting with his fingers and doing everything to calm his nerves down.Today, he shall finally get a chance to explore the basement after the previous failed attempt. The keys were not the ones labeled for 'the basement'. It was for the kitchen."Gotta appreciate your intuition, dad. You thought I'll never find out about the lost secret of your family, but I will. I certainly will." Zayn mutters while staring out the window. The driver who drove for him looked at Zayn with confusion. He wasn't sure who he was talking to.Soon, Zayn is assisted into his room with his belongings neatly arranged. A maid was about to arrange his file folders when he stops her."Thank you, Janice. I'll manage myself from here." He says and drives her away. The set of files were a small little envelope he kept hidden. One fine da
[A/n: Please know that I believe in rebirth/reincarnations. It's a celebratory topic for me. So please enjoy my research skills haha!]Cassandra was in front of the sage, the old monk in the shrine. She sat cross legged when suddenly her head began spinning. She couldn't reason for this, it happened out of the blue.Then, like Zayn, she began seeing images."C-Cassie... I'm sorry..." the man covered in blood takes her hand. He kisses it softly. He doesn't move at all again.Her breath hitched as she couldn't figure out what that wide-eyed dream was about. The man looked so similar to Zayn, but he looked young and not as manly as the Zayn she knew. Also, the man called her the same way she was called, "Cassie...""Do you see something, dear child?" The monk asks her. She nods her head while tears began forming in her eyes. People who passed by thought she was having a really hard time. They found her weird to be crying out in public, that too in front of a sage."W-what was that...?" Ca