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Chapter 1

Cassie's POV

"Cassie don't forget to lock up!"my boss Mike said,standing in front of the door.

"Ok night."I said,looking up to give him a smile.

"Night and stay safe."he smiled back before heading out the door.

I hurried and finished sweeping the floor.Once I finished,I headed into the back room to grab my keys and turn off the buildings lights.Once I had locked the front doors,I headed to my small apartment down the street.

Oh were are my manners?My name is Cassandra Sanders.Call me Cas or Cassie for short.I just recently turned 19.Theres not really much to tell about myself.I work at Starbucks down the street from my older brothers house.The only family I have was my older brother and my parents.
I had a loving family.

HAD.

It was all good til IT happened.

My mom died in a car wreck when I was only 8.Ever since that day,things went downhill.My father went into a state of depression and started to drink.Alot.He'd come home every night a drunken mess.He eventually got fired from his job,and since he was always too drunk to do anything,my brother had to get two jobs to support us WHILE going to school.It hurt to see him stressing out by himself, so I got a small job at the nearby grocery store.My brother,Chres,eventually moved out to California and offered me to come along so we could leave that hell hole,but I insisted on staying behind to look after our dad.

BIG MISTAKE.

One day when I was 13,my dad came home drunk,of course,and asked for me to come into the living room.As soon as I entered,he slapped me across the face....HARD!I have no idea why he did what he did,even to this day.I was hoping that it was just a one time thing though.Unfourtunally I was wrong.The beatings continued and got even worse as I got older.Sometimes they were so bad to were I just skipped school because I couldn't cover them with makeup.I eventually just quit school at the start of high school due to the beatings.

I bet your wondering things like if I got away from my father.Well one night when my father was about to give me a daily beating,my brother walked in and stopped him before he could hit me.He beat up my dad and for a second,I really thought he was gonna kill him.To be honest,I didn't care less rather the bastard died or not,but I couldn't let Chres get arrested,so I finally pulled Chres off of the little piece of shit lying lifeless on the ground.He packed my things for me and I moved in with him.I didn't want to stay with him forever,so I got a job at Starbucks when I was 18.Its not much but it helps me til I get my own place.

I turned the corner to get to Chres' appartment.I walked up the steps and pulled my key out,putting it in the keyhole.I pushed the door open and closed it behind me.

'I wonder why it's so dark in here.'I thought once I had walked in.

I reached for the light switch and flipped it up.Nothing.

'Hmm.Chres must've forgotten to pay the light bill.'

I was about to head upstairs when I heard what sounded like something falling.I froze.My first thought was that someone has broken into the house.Hey don't judge me!I'm mixed.Or black.Or a secret agent who is on a top secret mission to retrieve the govnors monkey that was kidnapped by ninjas and--

Focus Cas.Don't be stupid and start talking to yourself again.

WHAT?!I'm not stupid!

I'm not the one talking to myself.

I am not talking to....oh.

Great.I'm talking to myself again.I should really get that checked out.If this keeps going on then---

CRASH!

I jumped and came back to reality.I'm in a house that's being robbed.I did the first thing that came to mind and grabbed the closest weapon:an umbrella.As soon as I had it in my hands,it was ripped out of my hands and as soon as I was about to scream,my mouth was covered quickly with someones hand.

"Don't turn around and no one gets hurt,"the familiar male voice said.Where have I heard it before?

I suddenly heard his footsteps walking away,bringing me with him,but before he could take another step,I stepped on his foot.

"OW DAMN IT!"he yelled out in pain.He brought his foot up and held it,letting me go.I turned around,ready to beat the hell out of this guy.Okay I lied.I hate violence.Not once have I ever been violent to another breathing creature.Okay this one time in like the 4th grade,but it was for a good reason.She kept pulling my hair and calling me names so I beat that bitches ass.I got in a HEAP load of trouble but Chres was proud of me for standing up to myself.

Anyways,I turned around getting ready to run out the door when someone grabbed my arm,pulling me to where my back was againt this guys chest.I started to try to wiggle out of his grip,but it didn't work but I did't give up on trying to---

"Cas calm down.It's just me."

I turned my head slightly to look at the guys face.

"Chres?"

He reached for what I assumed was the power box and soon the lights came on,exsposing my dimwitted older brother.I pushed him away and he stumbled a bit but quickly caught hiself.

"CHRES YOU IDIOT!DO YOU REALIZE HOW SCARED YOU HAD ME?!"I yelled at him,throwing my hands up in the air.

"Sorry but I was bored."he replied,throwing his hands up for a sign of surrender.

"So you tried to scare me to ease your boredom?"I said,slighty upset that he'd use me like that.He must have noticed because his eyes soon showed sorrow and worry.

"N-No not at all.I just thought that it would be funny you know?"

"Funny?FUNNY?!Damn it Chres this isn't fucking funny!I really thought that something was gonna happen to me!"

He looked a bit taken back by my swearing.I don't usually use such harsh language.Only when I'm really mad.

You must be mad all the time then.

Quiet you.

"You know I think you get your bipolar side from mom."he said shaking his head.

I giggled."Maybe...."

Chres walked over to the couch and plopped down on it,turning on the flat screen TV.

"So how was work pudding pop?"he asked as I plopped down next to him.

-_-....Did this grown man just call me pudding pop?

"Did you just call me 'pudding pop'?"I asked.

"Yep,"he replied,popping the 'p'.

"Really?"

"Just answer the question."

I sighed."Same as always I guess."

I yawned and stood up stretching.

"Headed to bed?"Chres asked.

"Yeah.Night."

"Night."

I walked up to my room and closed the door.I walked into my bathroom and took a relaxing shower,trying to wash the stress away from my body.Once I was done,I stepped out and wrapped the towel around my body.I walked back into my room and screamed.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!"I yelled.

"I had to ask you a question."Chres shrugged.

"Get out."I growled.

"Why?"he questioned,raising his right eyebrow.

"-_-Because....."

"Because what?You're naked?"

I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks.

"Haha.Cas I'm your older brother.I've seen you naked before.Mom used to let me change your diapers when you were pissing and shitting all over the place."

"Get out,"I growled,"NOW!

He held his hands up in surrender and stood up."My bad.Oh and before I forget,are you off tomorrow?"

"Yes why?"

He shrugged."Just asking."And with that,he walked out the door,shutting it behind him.

I sighed and yawned.I walked over to my bed and laid down in bed,ready to drift off to sleep when I realized...I forgot to put on my sleeping clothes.I groaned and got outta bed.I walked towards my dresser and pulled out my Micky Mouse pajama shirt and pants and threw my wet hair up into a messy bun.I once again laid back down and soon let sleep take over me.

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First chappy.Phew!I hope it's good enough guys.Spread the peace & Keep smiling.Peace out!✌