Vol. 5 Chapter Four - The Interloper and The Abnormal.

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Right, where we left off with Cassie.

Evelyn: Should we just kiss and get this over with?

Cassie's face turned red.

Cassie: I- I... Wh- Where's the bathroom?

Evelyn: Third door to the right.

Cassie ran to the bathroom and locked the door.

She stared directly into the mirror.

Cassie: Okay, Cassie. Get yourself together. You're flustered, you're horny, you haven't had a moment of privacy to relieve yourself in a year, and he's hot, don't let this cloud your judgment.

Cassie splashed her face with water.

Cassie You just met him yesterday, Cassie, and you're already thinking about destroying him in bed. Get your mind out of the gutter!

Cassie slapped herself and saw Val in the mirror.

Val: Hey, Cass.

Cassie: Val?

Val: Tell me, just what do you think about that boy, Cass? He's cute.

Cassie: I... I don't trust him, but... He seems nice.

Val: How do you feel?

Cassie: Like I wanna fuck him.

Val: 

Cassie: 

Cassie started to cry.

Cassie: You're not real.

Val: I love you, Cassie.

Cassie: You're not real!

Val: It was your fault, y'know.

Cassie broke the mirror with a punch.

She used the toilet before walking out.

Evelyn was watching something on the living room tv.

Cassie: You're gonna need a new mirror.

Evelyn: What the hell did you do?

Cassie: Broke your mirror. I'm not willing to tell you why.

Evelyn: Fine, but you gotta pay for the replacement.

Cassie: I'll just fix it later.

Evelyn pats the seat next to him.

Cassie sat down.

She started watching sitcoms with him.

Slowly but surely, Evelyn's arm made its way around Cassie.

Cassie ended up resting her head on Evelyn's shoulder.

Evelyn: I heard what you were saying in there.

Cassie jerked out of his arm.

Cassie: Y- You d- did?

Evelyn: Who were you talking to, I wonder?

Cassie: I...

Cassie sighed.

Cassie: I haven't healed, y'know...

Evelyn: From?

Cassie: From watching my girlfriend die.

Evelyn: Oh shit, I forgot about that. 

Cassie: I... I keep seeing her... hearing her voice... feeling her touch... It's torture, I can't escape the reality of her death if I tried. 

Evelyn: We need to get you a therapist.

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