𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 || CC walker x Cairo Sweet AU

Chapter 10 | Cracked eye

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Cairo's POV:

I laid still on the mattress, a notebook in one hand and my phone in the other, it's screen being the only thing lighting up the room.

I had scoured the internet for any information on the latest news for the past hour, my eyes dry and blurry. I had put off looking at my phone for the evening just because I wanted to have a good time with everyone, but the urge was clawing at me to the point where I couldn't ignore it.

I had each of the suspects names written down on my notebook, from the latest, to the oldest.

Freida Schneider
Roman Smith
Evelyn Brown
Ellie Alves

Nothing made sense, there was no specific order the killer was going in, no specific matter of time, they were practically choosing random people to slaughter at this point.

There was only one connection however...

Me.

The latest victim Ellie Alves, was an old friend of mine in high school. However, we drifted off when university started, everyone always said we looked the same, and I had to agree. 

I guess now I knew what I would look like if I was dead.

The point is, I had a connection to each of them, it couldn't be a coincidence anymore. Knowing each of the people who were killed, the car crash and the hospital attack?

They're targeting me, I know it.

But... why?

With a sigh, I heave myself off of the mattress, trying to make as little noise as possible as I grab my crutches. I bring myself to the front porch, the cold breeze tickling me, goosebumps rising on the surface of my skin.

I stare at the neighborhood, the moon shining clearly in the sky, moonlight bouncing off of the tree leaves. Carefully, I dig into my pocket, trying my best not to hurt my injuries as I pull out a box of cigarettes.

I hadn't smoked in almost a year. Back then in high school, it had became an addiction due to stress. Once I got better, I didn't want to continue. I knew I would make everyone who knew I smoked before, upset that I broke my streak, and it's of course, horrible for my health. But ever since the car crash, stress has become apart of my daily life and it's overwhelming. It used to be the only thing that comforted me, the only thing I felt I had control of.

I slip out a cigar from the box, staring at it and twirling it in my fingers, my hands shaking. Just as I was about to light it, there was a creak from behind me.

I immediately whip my head around, my heart jumping, but I was relieved to see it was just CC. I stagger back slightly, CC immediately taking a step towards me, her arms ready to catch me in case I fell.

"Hey hey. It's just me." She says calmly, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"S-Sorry." I mumble weakly, shaking my head lightly. I quietly put the cigars in my sweater pocket. Out of all people, CC didn't need to know how I was feeling. "I couldn't sleep." I add.

CC lifts a shoulder, leaning her arms onto the railing of the porch. "I don't blame you. There's a lot going on right now." She glances to me, "However you seemed a little more uneasy then the rest of us."

My stomach clenches. I knew CC was right, every little things seemed to spook me nowadays. But I didn't want to speak my truth, I was afraid that I was going to break down, I'd rather die than cry in front of my friends. "I-It's nothing." I respond with, averting my eyes.