Difficulty (discontinued)

Chapter 3

~*~Chapter 3~*~

I froze. Slowly my right hand reached up my face to cover my mouth to prevent any sobs from coming out. My sister was tied up, in a chair, with cuts all over her body, and pale face with a puddle of blood under her. How could Joey do this!? Why her!? That should of been me tied up in that chair,

Cut.

Bleeding.

Died.

Finaly, reality hit me, and I rushed to my phone to call the police. They came here within 10 min. They kept on asking me questions, like if I knew who did it. Why they could of done it, and so on. I didn't answer any 'cause I was still in shock from the whole 'Joey killed my sister' thing.

Scilent cries kept on coming out of me. I couldn't take this anymore, so I got up from the ground, which surprisingly, I didn't realise I was on, dusted my jeans, and walked out.

"Miss! Miss, we still have to ask you some questions!" A chubby police officer said, calling at to me.

"What do you want to know? I don't want to be in that flat anymore! Knowing that my sister was most likely tortured in there! So what ever you have to ask, ask it now because I can't stand being here any longer!" I impatiently yelled in the officer's face.

"Okay, miss. But first, you have to calm down."

"How can I calm down! Knowing that the only person I ever loved, my sister, was killed in our very own flat!" This police was getting on my very last nerve. I guess he got the hint 'cause he just waited a little just so I could cool down.

"Do you have any relatives that-" I cut him off.

"No, we-I, don't have any relatives." I answered, taking my hair out of the hair tie, and running a hand through it.

"Are you sure, miss? We could contact them for you."

"Sir, I get that you're trying to helpful, but I already said that we-I, ugh," I groaned, getting used to the fact of being alone is hard, "I don't have anybody else left in my family."

"Okay, well, could you have an idea who could of done it? Or, who was behind it all?" I wanted to yell yes, but I knew better. Joey could throw me in jail for accusing him. What do I care anyways, I have nobody to live for or even see. Zayn. No, nope. Zayn, is nobody to me! I don't even know him that much! I bet I mean nothing to him!

"Miss? Miss, do you, or do you not?" The officer snapped me out of my thinking.

"Yes, I do know who was behind all this." I stated.

"Would you tell us, and what relationship do you guys share?" He asked.

"A guy named Joey, He never told me his last name. Him and I used to work together, well, I worked for him. Today, I promised my sister, Liz, that I was going to get a better job. So, I told him, Joey, I wasn't going to work for him anymore, he was furious, and told me, "You'll regret this, Cassandra." I thought he said that as an empty threat. Well, until I made it home and he texted me this." I showed the officer the text, he, like me, got the chills. "With that text, I knew something was up, so I rushed to my sister's room and found her like that!" I explained with my voice cracking in the end.

"Was he, like, umm, a hitman or something, miss?" The officer asked still taking notes on what I said.

"No, and if he was, I wouldn't of worked with him. I'm not capable of killing an innocent person." I answered, I got a little offended thinking that I could of done this! To my own sister, for crying out loud!

"May I ask, what he does then, and how long you worked for him, and reasons why?" He said with sympathy clear in his voice.

"I-I worked for him for almost 4 years. I started when I was fourteen, because that was the only job that would help me pay bills and stuff for me and my sister. We, my sister and I, ran away from our mother, because she would beat me on a daily bases." I explained with hatred when I talked about my mother. "She wouldn't beat Liz, my sister, if you forgot, because I cared to much about her to even think or let her get hurt like me. He-he was a drug dealer. He took me under his wing so I could make it through. Later on, when I eventually started growing, he wouldn't do stuff for me for free. He wanted my... body." I said with tears rushing out of my face.

"May I say so myself, but you are a very strong lass, for going through all that, but you will still get into some trouble." He sincerely said to me.

"Th-thank you, and I understand, but I loved her that much to do this for her! I have nobody left! I'm all alone! I wasted 4 years working for him! Just so my sister could have the life I never got, and now she's gone! Her life cut short! Why her!? Why couldn't it be me!?" Right now, I knew that I was making a scene but I didn't care. I fell to my knees on the ground. Surprisingly, it started rain hard, how cliché, I thought. All my life was spent making Liz happy! Now I don't even have a reason to live!

"Miss, you have to calm down." The officer technically ordered.

"What's going on!?" A familliar voice called behind me. I turned to meet one of the boys from the bus earlier today.

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Hey guy!! sorry if this chapter was kind of... um... scary.. idk.But anyways, how would you react if you were Cassandra!? Who do you want to be the one that's behind Cassandra!? ZAYN, NIALL, LOUIS, LIAM, HARRY!? WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO TO JOEY!?

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