Dear Niklaus

Chapter 6: True Colors

I heard Cassie's horn blare outside my house. After informing my parents of my leaving, I practically ran to her car. I was craving girl time. I tossed my bag in the backseat and practically smashed through the window to get inside the car. I had a big grin on my face, but that grin soon disappeared when I looked into the eyes of Cassie. Her eyes were haunting while tears slowly began to form.  

"What's wrong? Wha-what happened?" 

She said nothing; she stared blankly with silent tears rolling down her cheeks.  

"Do you want to talk about it?"  

All I received was quietness. She turned from me, started the car, and began heading toward her house. The behavior she's exhibiting is completely out of her norm. Even when something happened to her, she has never been this terrifying to me.  

During the ride, I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her grip on the stirring wheel turned her knuckles to a ghostly white. Her entire body was tense, yet her face was calm and holding a quiet death if that makes sense.  

We pulled up to her house and she marched inside. I grabbed my bags contemplating whether I wanted to set foot in that house with the way she was acting. I made my way up the stairs to her bedroom. I opened the door to her kneeling beside a body. My eyes grew as big as saucers.  

"What the hell happened here? Who is that Cassie?" 

Cassie slowly rose to her feet and made careful steps toward me.  

"Don't freak out okay?" 

"What do you expect me to do?" I yelled.  

"It's Wes over there. He's not dead just unconscious." She said in a sickly calm voice.  

"Why is he unconscious?" 

Silence fell in the room; suffocating me. Cassie stared at me with blank eyes. It almost felt like the rooms temperature dropped to three below. Unconsciously, I began backing away from Cassie toward her bedroom door.  

"If you sit down, I'll explain."  

The last thing I wanted to do was sit down with her acting the way she was.  

"I'm not going to kill you." She said exasperated. "Please sit down." She gestured toward her computer chair, which wasn't that far from Wes's body.  

Slowly I inched towards the chair and slide in it. Once my bottom hit the chair, I quickly scooted away from his form. My phone began to ring with Niklaus' number showing on the caller ID. I looked at Cassie for confirmation to answer. She nodded and turned away from me. 

"Put it on speaker," she said barely above a whisper over her shoulder before she leaned against the wall. 

I nodded and answered. "Hey baby." 

"Hey. I saw you called earlier. Did you need anything?" 

"No, not anymore. I wanted to spend the day with you, but I'm spending it with Cassie now."  

"Crap! Oh well. We can still spend the day together. I'll pick you up now and I'll take you back to her house that night and you two can have a girl's night." 

"Nope it's not going to happen. Cassie actually wants to talk about something with the both of us. You're on speaker by the way."  

"Oh I am? Hi Cassie."  

"Hi." She says back in a sullen voice. 

Silence came from the receiver. I heard a slight noise come from the corner of the room where Wes was laying. I glanced toward him and saw his body slightly turn to the side. It's apparent that he's gaining consciousness. I noticed the pieces of broken glass lying by his head. I couldn't help, but wonder why he was knocked out in the first place. I also noticed he was shirtless. He began to sit up and that's when Cassie moved from her still position and walked toward him like a lion after its prey. Crouching in front of him she says, "You move at all I will have your head on a platter." Her voice is deathly calm while she stared him square in the eye. I knew Cassie could be menacing, but never have I seen her behave in such a way. I knew not to get on her bad side.