C.C./Evan x Cassidy

A sad day pt2

It's taken me a looooong time to do this but hey-
I'm doing it now!

Also, please criticize my writing! I would like to improve in any way possible!

(It might be a bit different because my version of these characters have changed a lot)

Cassidy's POV:

"??/??/??.... today is my birthday..."

His birthday. The day he died. The day most of us died. Once a lovely day of celebration, now turned to one of hatred, and rage. "Oh, Evan-" I go to comfort him but he pushes me away. "Evan?" We stayed silent for a while before he spoke.

"My uh.....my day used to make brownies today...." He was quiet. His eyes are red and puffy. And his voice breaking when he talks.

"I remember that! You couldn't stay away from those brownies! He used to always make tea that you would drink nonstop!" I giggle, trying to lighten the mood. Evan turns to me with a stern look.

"Cassidy..." He avoided eye contact. I tilt my head in response. "I want...look.... today was the day that everything fell apart....I died, then my dad started going crazy, killed Charlie, sister gets scooped, Susie, fritz, Gabriel, and Jeremy go missing, you find out that my dad's a bloody killer and dies too, my mom left my dad by then and tries to hang herself, my father.....dies, then my brother gets scooped.... everything fell apart that day-"

"No, everything fell apart far before and after that. Every moment leading up to that day and every moment after. I see what you're implying, Evan, and this is not your fault. This didn't happen because of you." At this point, I'm holding him by his shoulders. I look into his face and he's holding back tears. His face is red, wet, and puffy. I feel bad for him. Being the first to die must really convince you that you're the reason it all happened.

"Cassidy please-" he tries to protest but I cut him off.

"No Evan."

"Cassidy, just listen to what I have to say..." I stare at him with a cold face. "... please?" He gave me puppy dog eyes and pleaded.

". . .fine."

Evan's POV:

"You know today..... it's tutoring me. My hallucinations are crazy and I've been so stressed out. I want to stop it all. To end it all....Cassy. I want to end me."

"...What?"

"This whole thing started with me so if I can die one more time then-"

"Then it will cause more problems. Evan, you can't seriously thing the best way to end this is to end yourself...again." Cassidy said scoffing at the idea. But she was right. I may have been the one who started it, but I'm not the one who kept it going. My father... bother, sister, mother, hell even Henry, Cassidy, and Charlie. We all kept it going....if I want to end this,

"Then I gotta kill all of us." I stare at Cassidy. Cassidy looks terrified and worried. She looks at me like I'm a killer. One who's about to kill her. One who will brutalate her. I know that look far to well. Everytime someone died....I saw it.... I've seen just about every look there is, but they all have one thing if common, something horrid happens shortly after.

"W-what are you talking about, Evan?" Terrified. Slightly shaking. Sweating. I've only seen her like this when she was about to die. Poor Cassie. I feel bad for her. But it's the only way...right?

"If we want this mess to end then we're going to kill everyone who has moved this story along!" I hold her hands. "That includes you...and me...my family and Charlotte's." I smile softly. Her fear only grows. Although she doesn't seem worried about herself. Not scared for herself. What is she fearing then? Cassidy isn't one to fear.

"What if....what if I don't want it to end, Evie...?" A tear falls. "Evie-.... Evie I don't want it to end....we don't know what's on the other side and I don't want to leave you..." ...what? Why is she crying....she never cries....wtf. what do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? I need to do something. Quick. Quick. Quick. Do something!-

I end up hugging her. Is that what you're supposed to do? I think so....I need to comfort her. I've never been the best with this.

"I-its okay Cassie-"

"Don't- don't separate us- please.... please. I don't want to leave you." She's sobbing hard. Because of us? Cuz she didn't want us to be separate. I think about a world where me and Cassidy are separated for eternity.

It's hell. Actual hell. Every moment is more torture than what I've experienced. Oh what was I thinking? I can't do this to her. Kill her? What is wrong with me....

"Don't worry Cassie.. I'm... I'm not going to. You mean far too much to me. Idk why that thought crossed my mind. I won't leave you." I hold her tight as she sobs on my shoulder. "I promise you Cassidy. I won't."

I promise.