Coming back from school, Cassandra says goodbye to Mr. Ronald, the old and sweet driver, she enters her room and collapses on the bed. She held her heavy head, groaning for all the thinking she had to do to piece up the puzzles and make accurate lies.People may or may not believe what Ravine and Darla are oh-so keen on disclosing. It appeared that Cassandra won't be recognised as a Johnson unless there was an official statement given by the Johnson himself.Thinking about these events and the two girls made Cassandra close her eyes. Slumber caught up to her quickly, within a few seconds, she was sleeping for extensive hours.At 8 pm, her phone rings with Dan's ID."Yo, sleepyhead." He greets her."What is it...?" "Come to eat dinner. Or are you starving yourself?" She quickly glances at the time, grunting as she gets to her feet and goes to wash her face."I'm coming." She says, cutting the calls. Changing into baby blue pajamas and her hair tied up in a bun, she exits her room. Cas
Ravine was in bed with her love interest. She could do anything possible to keep him to her but somehow, she couldn't. She couldn't keep Alex to herself because they were in an open relationship and she wasn't going any closer to him than a regular bed warmer. But she loved him. She loved him a mountain of feelings, but he couldn't reciprocate them back to her.With a heavy heart, she sees Alex wear his clothes back as her core was throbbing for him again. He looked so hot, she thought."Wait-" He turns around coldly, "Did I do something?" She asks him."Think about it." Saying coldly, he walks away. She falls into deep thought. She wasn't given an opportunity to ask who his sister was either. As if he would confirm it by mouth himself."Tell dad I'll be home-" James Lee stops talking to his butler. The president of the campus and the campus football team captain clash. The butler leaves at once, given the hand gesture from his master."Banged my sister again?" Asks James Lee when Ale
Cassandra wakes up on the bed neatly made on one side. She smiles at the sweet memory of laying down on the bed peacefully with her father figure. She always wished to spend some time like this with her mother, but her mother was almost never available to neither of her children. Louis was affected the most, she could see. After all, his behavior was a reflection of what he's learned from his mother's absenteeism.She changes into her clothes and discovers Framton had gone for work. Saying her greetings, she leaves the mansion as well, being driven back to another empty mansion.She studies for a few hours, trying her best to gather notes from contacts and other sources.In the evening, however, she gets a call from an unknown person."Hello?" She lifts the calls to speak."Are you really the daughter of Framton Johnson?" The person asks enthusiastically. Cassandra hears boyish chitters in the background, she notices the mischief.Cutting the call at the speed of light, she switches
One which is named loyalty and pride was lost. Zayn explains to Framton about his reasoning with the behavior he exhibited. To abuse a girl for information and forcing her to tell the truth?"Where did I go wrong...?" Framton says, his fingers intertwined as his foreheads rests heavily on his hands. Zayn inhales sharply before sitting beside his grandpa. He apologizes for his wrong doings. He even gives his verdict to apologise to the girl next time he sees her."I... I promise I'll apologise to her, papa. Please don't blame yourself for my bad qualities." Because you weren't the one who raised me.The words he wanted to say never left his mouth. Instead, he looks at his own biological father sat across the couch, adjusting his spectacles as he turns towards them at the instance. Nick raises his eyebrows, a gesture to ask what was Zayn thinking. Zayn simply shakes his head, smiling softly."Papa. I... uh...""Say it." How does he say that he even skipped school, yelled at the school s
It was a Friday.Cassandra goes to attend the exams as Cassandra Johnson from today. The immaculate pressure was too much for her to handle. Everyone was whispering about her, no way the whispers wouldn't reach her and mess with her peace for the moment."Shush. Just calm down. It's alright." She says to herself, looking forward and nowhere else, or the consequence shall be meeting eyes with other people."I told you all. She is a Johnson." Cassandra hears Darla's name.Cassandra stops at her footsteps and looks at Darla Dawson, who comes from the decent of Dawson wealth and heritage— one of a kind amongst nobles.Cassandra lifts her head, turning her body towards her to accept all the words thrown at her, only them to be deflected back at Darla wittily. "What's with that attitude, Ms. Johnson?""I heard from Zayn yesterday," Cassandra starts, "He caught your collar for me." The slight smirk on Cassandra's face spreads when Darla was deflating in front of her. Smiling, she walks away
The question wrecks her nerves. For a brief moment, she recollect something valuable.Zayn said all of them were adopted from one or the other orphanages. Zayn also did some research on all the orphanages from which the Johnsons were made siblings. The last one was Cassandra, the youngest and the only girl from... what orphanage?Her mid experiences a stupor wherein she wasn't able to recollect the orphanage name."Gillotome orphanage..." she says, looking down at her sandwich."Yeah..." he says softly.A wild guess!She bites into her sandwich while Framton softly talked about their past. Cassandra adds in her own made up stories about the orphanage, praying the previous Cassandra didn't talk much about these with her father."Really? I thought Thomas was your rival." Cassandra looks at Framton, it was as if he was testing her."T- Thomas? There was someone with that name?" She pretends to question herself."Ah. There must not be one. I'm getting old, you see." "Oldie." She says so
Pushing Zayn out of the way, Cassandra goes into the backyard and jumps into the cold water of the pool. Her brothers yell behind her, Zayn even more concerned about her mental health. "Cassie! It's cold! Come out, now!" Zayn yells at her.'It's so blue and warm... it's not cold for me.'Cassandra looks up and sees a distorted image of something like a cloud. She smiles at the passing cloud, it was dark, yet she could see the white fluff above her.Her smile soon turns into a frown upon seeing a silhouette of a male jumping into the pool after her. She felt disjointed within. She hoped no one would disrupt her peace now.She didn't want to float back up.If she did... then she didn't want to be in her senses again.The male was Zayn.His shirt was on the ground as he came to her rescue.She sees his angry expression as he releases bubbles from his mouth, his cheeks like chipmunk as he holds little air in.He grabs her collar while she hums under water, protesting against being brough
Louis and Alex take two cars each. Battered bodies of the intruders were thrown out of the cars, into some dark alley in South New York."Done. Let's go home." Says Louis, the eldest.Dan offers to drive the car. It was obvious and lingering in the atmosphere.Louis never knew the true extent of his anger. How volatile it was for him as well. He looks at the fist that threw merciless punches at the four gangsters. Finally, he tied them up and threw them into where they belong."Louis, calm down please." Dan says, reaching out to pat his brother on his thigh. Exhaling sharply, Louis looks out of the window.Fifteen minutes pass by. The two cars reach back home. As Louis appeared from the car, the security team which was assigned for their protection began shaking in their timbers. However, Louis walks by them. Paying no attention to them.The squad leader shows up at the doorstep, he asks, "Boss, are we... f-fired?""What else do you think will be happening? Leave the site, or he won't