Drunken Mistake..........or not? #Wattys2015

Behind The Mask

Behind The Mask

Cassandra

“Did you see her face!” I said, amused. Salvatore simply nodded, half dragging me

to the car.

“What happened!” Naina came running to us, completely out of breath, Santiago

hot on her heels.

“Oh, ask what didn’t happen!” I said, mirth dancing in my eyes. Her eyes widened.

“She saw you! I tried to stall her but she was so damn adamant….” I shook my

head, she trailed off.

“Oh, something else happened!” I said excitedly.

“What!” she asked with equal enthusiasm, making Santiago put a hand around her

waist so as to keep her from jumping up and down.

“Let’s talk about it later.” Salvatore said from my side, reminding me of my foot.

“Yeah, I’ll tell you back at the house?” it sounded like a question but Salvatore

was quick to get me out of there, lest Naina would’ve stalled us with her curiosity.

“She can ride with Santiago.” He answered my unspoken question. I nodded. He

silently opened the door and gently let me on the seat.

“Thanks.” I said softly, but he simply nodded and closed the door. “So, how are we

going to explain this to dad?” I asked once we were on the road.

“I’ll figure something out.” his voice was clipped, cold. I turned to him in surprise.

He was staring passively at the road, gripping the steering wheel so hard that his

knuckles had gone white.

“Salvatore?” I softly asked. We stopped at a red light. He turned towards me with

emotionless eyes. I flinched. “What happened?” I whispered, my face a mask of

shock and horror. That somehow did the trick as if some invisible switch flipped

inside of him.

“I hurt you.” He said, looking at me like a lost child. I started to say something

when the car behind us honked. The light had turned green. Salvatore started the

car without a word. I sneaked a look at him. His face was an emotionless mask.

“Take me home.” I said, my voice confident, unlike me. He stiffened.

“Cassandra….” He started in a weary voice, I cut him off.

“Take me home Salvatore, please.” I tried again, knowing it would do the trick. He

sighed in resignation and nodded.

The half-an-hour drive seemed to go on forever, with the thickness between

growing by the moment. I had called Sims from the way, asking her to make an

excuse for my absence. My voice must’ve given me away for she did not question

me.

As soon as the car stopped, Salvatore was out and about, scooping me out of the

car, carrying me the whole way. I did not protest, but held onto him, burying my

face in his neck, reveling the feel of him against me.