Secrets (YouTuber Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2

Cassidy's P.O.V.

O.T.P(on the phone):

Anon: I'm giving you another task.

Cassidy: What is it?

Anon: Friday night at 11 P.M. I need to you be at the address that I'm emailing you. When you get to the destination, there will be a woman wearing all white, tell her your name is Emma Whiteman, you will need to follow her.

Cassidy: What's in it for me?

Anon: You'll see.

E.O.C(end of call)

After writing down the details of the new job I was given there was a knock on my door. I opened the door to see Trevor. "Hey Cassidy!" Trevor said hugging me. "Hey Trev!" I said grinning. "I was supposed to film with Connor today, but he had to go to a meeting at the YouTube space. You remember Connor right?" Trevor asked. "Yeah, you can't forget somebody like him." I said, imitating the little sounds he makes. Trevor laughed and said, "Yeah so do you wanna film with me? We can do whatever you want!" He said. "Sure. Do you wanna sing something?" I asked. "Yeah that would be awesome! And since Christmas is coming up in a few weeks we could do a Christmas song!" He said getting excited. "What song would we do?" I asked. "We could do the Mariah Carey and Justin Bieber version of All I Want for Christmas Is You." Trevor subjested. "What about something a little more traditional..." I started to say. "Like... Baby it's cold outside!" I said. "Yeah that's perfect! Lets get started and go over to my house. We need to study the piece so we can film it." Trevor said. Just then I got a text. The text said, "Change of plans. Don't go to the address I emailed you. I'm getting rid of you the other bitches once and for all. -anon." I just stated at the text shocked. "Uhm. Cassidy?" Trevor asked. "Oh. Uh sorry what?" I said breaking my thoughts. "Can you sing measure 16 with me?" Trevor asked. "Oh yeah sure." I said. Trevor studied my face for a few moments and we began singing.

Trevor's P.O.V.

There's something distracting Cassidy. She keeps getting texts and every time she does she just starts acting all paranoid. I wonder what those texts say and who their from..

"Trevor I think I'm ready to film this" Cassidy said smiling. "Yeah so am I! Can you help me set up?" I asked. "Yeah what do I do?" She asked sweetly. "Can you get my softbox lights out of that closet?" I said pointing to the closet. "Of course!" She said. I began setting up the camera on the tripod. Cassidy came back with the lights and plugged them in. "Hey can you go get us some water?" I asked. "Yeah be right back?" She said. I quickly grabbed Cassie's phone and luckily she doesn't have a passcode at the moment. I went to her texts and saw a blocked number. I clicked the conversation and saw the text, "Change of plans. Don't go to the address I emailed you. I'm getting rid of you the other bitches once and for all. -anon." I heard footsteps coming up the stairs so I quickly locked her phone and threw it on the bed. Who is that sending her those texts? What do they have on her? Who are the other people that 'anon' is talking about? I asked myself. "Ok here's your water!" Cassidy said tossing it to me.

{Later that day}

"You did an amazing job on the vocals for that song!" I exclaimed to Cassidy. "Amazing? I sounded like a cat!" She joked. "Did not!" I said. "Did too!" She argued back playfully. Just then Cassidy received another text. She looked very nervous after she read it. "Who was that?" I asked her. "Oh.. Uh. It was my mom. She said she wants me home. I'll text you later!" She said walking out the door. I reflected on the text I saw on Cassidy's phone. I bet she's going to meet this person. I grabbed my shoes and a jacket and headed out the door. I'm going to protect her from this 'anon'.

Cassidy's P.O.V

{This is just her thoughts. Shes not talking to anyone} I hate that I had to leave Trevor.. But I can't let this person control me. Tonight their planning to get rid of me and whoever else they've trapped into what I like to call a sick game. If anybody's dying tonight it's anon.

Just then I received another text that said, "773 Vivian Drive. 10:45 p.m. tonight. Come alone or you'll regret it."