I Only Know How To Love

5: Cashmere

"Is everything okay? Is she alive?" I asked as we rushed Snow to the hospital. I didn't want the death of my friend to happen now. It's too much to take in. The doctors tell my family and me to stay away. Apparently we aren't allowed into the room to see if she'll make it out okay. Sitting there by the door, I sunk my face into my hands. What have I done? I don't remember doing anything to harm her. All I know is that soon after I told her about what happened earlier, she needed to go to the bathroom. I had even seen her go into the bathroom. It was soon around the time of when I had entered the kitchen, I had heard her scream. I had gotten Lucy and David's attention right away, and headed straight to the bathroom. The lights were flickering on and off, and the door handle had disappeared from out of sight. More screams came from inside of the bathroom.

"Where's Cashmere?" A loud, booming, feminine voice came from inside the bathroom. "I'm here. What do you want from me?" I asked, trying to stand up for Snow. "Cashmere, you are not going anywhere", Jasmine had told me, grabbing my arm. "She's not going anywhere with you", Jasmine told the voice. "Well then, if she's not coming with me, your friend here will die." The voice told us before David had kicked down the door, revealing Snow on the ground, with her head bleeding. "You can see her now. There was, and still is, some internal bleeding. She's doing better than earlier though". The doctor told us, bringing me back to the scene. I headed in to see her and gave her a hug. "Snow, I was worried about you. Don't go scaring me like that again". I told her. "Cashmere? Can Lucy and I talk to her alone?" Jasmine asked. "Fine", I told her, sighing, and then heading off with James and David. I left the door open. "Who was the person who did this to you?" Jasmine asked. "What was her name?" Lucy had asked her. "Jennifer," Snow told.

After heading out of the room, we headed back home; dinner was left on the dinner table. I thought it needed to go in the fridge, but James kept on telling me that it was bad now, and we'll have to make something new. "Is there something that I need to know about what happened when you were in high school?" I asked James. "Don't worry about that", he told me. "Shouldn't we tell her?" David had asked him. "She's too young to know, and it's best she doesn't know!" James yelled at David, slamming the wooden spoon onto the stove.

"Cashmere? Can you please leave us alone?" David asked before I headed off. I was going anyway.