The Devil on Her Shoulder (gxg)

Part 15- Best Friends...or More?

I could not get the uneasy feeling that Rachael left me out of my head. 

What did she know? 

I kept debating in my mind whether I should talk to Officer Fiori about what Rachael told me, and her odd behavior. 

If it helps get one step closer to finding what happened to Mila, I should. 

I decided to give Officer Fiori a call- she had given me her number and told me to call her anytime. Especially if I knew something- or felt like I was in some kind of danger. 

I didn't feel as though I was in any kind of imminent danger- but what Rachael said, about how she knew more than any of us, was really sticking with me. If I couldn't force her to tell me, maybe one of the Officers could. 

No one could hear me making this phone call though. So, I went outside and walked away from the house, and even further away from the people on campus, until I got to a grassy field where no one was around me. 

A thought came into my mind- 

What if Rachael followed me here? 

Yeah. I'm doing the right thing by calling Officer Fiori. 

She answered on the first ring. 

"Cassidy, is everything okay?" she asked me. 

"Yes. I think. I don't know, Officer Fiori." I said into the phone. 

"Tell me what's going on." 

"It's about Rachael." I said softly, "She's acting really weird. I don't even know if I should be calling you about this." 

"No, I'm glad you are. Even if this turns out to be nothing having to do with the case, I want you to report to time anytime you have a weird feeling about something." 

I then told Officer Fiori about the night prior. How Rachael had certainly followed Nicki and I to the club, and then what she said to me. 

"Well...that's unnerving." Officer Fiori said, "Are you doing alright?" 

"I'm okay." I said, "Thanks for asking." 

"Thank you telling me." Officer Fiori said, "You did the right thing by telling me this."

"Officer Fiori...do you have any leads? I know you probably can't tell me. I get that. But I just need to know that there will be justice for Mila." I said, feeling a lump form in my throat. 

"I have full confidence that we are going to find who did this, Cassidy." Officer Fiori said, "These things can take time." 

"I know." I sighed, "Thank you." 

"Of course. Cassidy, call me again if you need to." 

"I will. Have a good day, Officer." 

I wondered if anything would come from what I told Officer Fiori about Rachael. Something had to...right? 

As I walked back to the house, kept thinking about how Rachael and Mila had a secret sexual relationship going. 

Mila was a very sexual person. She started having sex at the age of 14. She was beautiful, so of course many were attracted to her. 

I had been asked before if Mila and I had ever hooked up. I am a lesbian, she was pansexual. 

The situation was a bit complicated- as things always were with Mila. But we never actually had sex. 

When I got back to the house, I found myself wanting to see Daisy. I didn't find her in the house when I looked around, but I did find her on the step in the backyard. 

I opened the door to the backyard, and she turned her head- and smiled when she saw it was me. 

"Hey. Come sit with me." Daisy patted the spot next to her, "I am taking advantage of the fact that it is not insanely cold for December." 

I sat next to Daisy and scooted up next to her until our legs were touching. 

We were silent for a moment. It wasn't an awkward silence, it felt comfortable. But Daisy then turned to me and said, "Are you okay? As okay as one can be." 

I debated telling her about Rachael but decided not to yet. 

"It's just one of those days where Mila is really heavy on my mind." I said, looking at Daisy, "Of course she is always heavy on my mind, but today it's very heavy." 

"Are you thinking about anything in particular?" Daisy asked me.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "It's going to sound really weird- but I was thinking about the amount of people that asked me if Mila and I have ever hooked up." 

Daisy then said, "You have though, right?" 

I looked at Daisy, confused. "Not exactly. Did Mila tell you something?" 

"She told me that you and her have had sex. This was not long after I met you for the first time. I had asked about you, and she told me that you and her had hooked up a couple of times." Daisy said to me, "Not that I care! I mean, you and her are best friends and you both are into girls. It is bound to happen." 

What?

"Daisy...Mila and I never had sex." I said to her. 

Daisy furrowed her brow, "Not even once?" 

"No." I shook my head, "There was one time at the end of my senior year of high school, like right before graduation, that Mila and I got really drunk one night and we started making out as a dare. I was sleeping over her house that night, and she suggested that we take things further. We started making out in her room, and we got as far as taking each other's shirts off- but I stopped it before it got even further than that. Not that I didn't find Mila attractive, but I didn't want to somehow fuck up our friendship by having sex." 

"That's really weird that she told me you and her fucked multiple times." Daisy frowned, "I wonder why?" 

"Another mystery about Mila that I will never know." I sighed. 

"I honestly think that she had feelings for you." Daisy said to me, "How she spoke about you...I always thought that she maybe liked you." 

"I loved Mila...but as my best friend." I spoke. 

Daisy nodded and then said, "Sometimes I feel a bit guilty about what is going on between us. Just in case Mila did have feelings for you..." she trailed off as she spoke. 

I put my hand on Daisy's. "I hope that one day we can try to get past all of the guilt we have about this...about everything involving Mila. I know things are anything but normal right now, but I hope one day we can find normalcy." 

Daisy smiled at me. "I would like that a lot, Cassidy. Forgive me if this is too much to say right now- but I look forward to that so we can maybe have more of a shot at a normal relationship?" Daisy looked at me, her eyes hopeful. 

I glanced behind us to make sure no one was watching from the inside. 

Then I leaned in, to give Daisy a kiss. She quickly caught on to what I was doing, and her face broke into a smile. 

I felt butterflies in my stomach as her lips met mine. 

We smiled at each other as we pulled away. 

And while I knew that no one was watching us from inside...I couldn't shake the feeling that we were somehow, someway being watched.