My Part-Time Job With You

Chapter Twelve: What is this? Cinderella?

Hey guys sorry for not updating in a while, but I'm an official high schooler now so I have a lot of responsibility now and have to keep my grades up. I'm trying to get at much writing done and I know I said that I would update on Fridays and weekend sand I know it's Thursday, but I'm trying my best. But I hope you all enjoy the chapter.

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§Cassie§

I stayed at Andrews for two hours after my supposed "father" called. We just chilled and watched some movies while chewing down on some kettle corn. We were watching awful romance movies, and would make fun of its bad quality. But whenever there was a good part, Andrew up some sappy act.

"I...Ill never have this in my life. I'll grow up as an old cat lady, but a manly one." He would fein himself crying as he sniffled some.

"Your more of a woman than me so I would continue." I dead panned.

He did a little snap with a "mmmmhmmmm" before we both laughed loudly. I loved how I could always joke around with the asshole and he wouldn't be serious about everything.

Not that I enjoy his company or anything, cause I defiantly still hate Andrew.

But now that I think about it, we haven't really made any progress on the bet we made. All I knew was that I was just a friend for him and he was less of a friend to me. Not to sound harsh or anything, but never in a million years would I ever, ever love a player like Andrew.

"Earth to Cass!" Andrew yells at me while waving a hand in front of my face.

"What?"

"I was talking about which was better. Chicken Ramen or Steak Ramen?"

"Chicken."

"Okay, good. That's for dinner tonight." He said as he turned his attention back to the movie.

"Wait, who said I was staying for dinner?"

His attention was still glued to the cheesy movie. "Well I suppose you since your still here and all."

"Your the one who insisted on me staying to watch a romance movie with you." I retorted.

His face flushed red as he looked away. "Whatever."

"You look really hot." I said studying his face. He looked like he was sweating from his fever. He turned his towards me with a devilish grin on his face. My eyes widen as I realized what I said. "No! N-not like that. I don't think your attractive or anything. Well you are, but not t-to me. J-just to other girls. Yeah."

He had a confused look on his face. "Brie? I never asked."

My face was the deepest color of red you would ever see. Andrew just burst out laughing as he pointed at my face. "Oh my god! You should've seen your expression. You should know that that was adorable. Who knew you could look cute."

"I—I..." I was in utter shock. He called me cute? Who is this guy? Obama? Why did I say Obama?

"Hey, are you okay? Or are you just speechless from me figuring out that you think I'm hot and I think your cute?"

HE THINKS IM CUTE, TOO? Kill me now. I'd rather talk to my dad than deal with a flirty Andrew. Just as I thought that, my phone rang.

I don't really want to talk to the bastard.

I pick my phone up to see its only Adam. I held up my finger to Andrew who was about to say something then I picked up the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Cassie, I was wondering if you can come to a party with me?"

"Uh su-" I was cut off with Andrew taking my phone.

"Sorry she will have to decline. Her schedule is full right now." Then hung up on him. He tosses my phone to the couch.

"What the hell was that?!"

"You missy are not going to that ball. Go to your room and clean something."

"What is this? Cinderella?"

"Yes. And I'm the devilishly good looking step mother! Now go to your room."

"You cant tell me what to do."

"Yes I can!"

"Why do you care what I do, Dad!?"

"Because he's getting in the way of our bet! Your mine!" He snapped.

I was taken aback by his sudden outburst. And his choice of words. I'm "his"? Since when was I his?

"Well I recall you saying if you win the bet you own me. But you don't see me drooling over your attractive face, now do you?"

"Actually you were earlier. But that's besides the point!" He yelled.

"Whatever. I'm leaving." I said with a sigh and turning on my heel to walk away. I soon felt a hand grab my wrist. I looked back at him and he looked like he was in rage. I tried to get out of his grip but it only tightened on me. "Let me g-"

Then he kissed me.

His lips smashed into mine as he pulled me to his body and made sure there was no space between us. He kissed me roughly and like there was no tomorrow. Soon I found my self kissing him back.  I quickly stopped and pulled my face away. He bent down and put his lips to my ear.

"During this bet, you are mine." He whispered.

He finally let me go and I stumbled back a bit. I swallowed a sob and quickly left. Not giving him a second glance.

I can't believe he would be so possessive over something that isn't his.

His lips lingered on mine even though they weren't there anymore. They were soft and warm, but his eyes I could tell were full of lust. Why would he just up and kiss me like that. He doesn't even like me like that. Yet, anyways.

I got into my car and laid my head on the steering wheel as tears rolled down my cheeks. I touched my swollen lips some and thought how nice his lips felt on mine. I quickly shake the thought out of my head and wipe the tears. I crank the car just as I see Andrew appear out of the door. He quickly ran down his stairs to me but before he could get to me I quickly pulled out and rushed out of his neighborhood.

Fuck this. Fuck him. Fuck this bet. I just need to get away from all men right now.

I need to get away from everyone.

From everything.

Before I know it, everything went black. I couldn't process what was happening cause the sharp pain in my head put me to sleep.

Finally. Put me to rest.

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Before you guys cry. No!!! Cassie isn't dead. Yes she will be in the hospital but no she will not die. That's just mean.

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