Beneath The Mask

90. Always!

Hey guys I am back! Nothing much to say except that I am drooling over Tobias Eaton from Insurgent! *sighs dreamily * Who else finds that name hot?!

This week's 'Cliffer of the Week' title goes to Ms_LushLife

I would like to dedicate this week's chapter to RachelJones564 user13877528 dtsparks15 Ammada2525

                             *****************
Cath's POV:

Chaos. That's how my mind was at the moment. The initial state of fear and shock that had kept my mind in a whirlpool calmed down, but now the state of confusion was still lingering as I stared at the scary looking room door that normally didn't mean a thing before this moment.

Sam was sleeping beside me. Her body was almost over mine as her arm wrapped around me in a hug. The moment she had come into the room, she ran towards me and pulled me into a hug. I felt her whispering words of hope and positivity to calm down my mind. But nothing could stop the storm from blowing up everything because there was one thing of greater importance than anything else.

Not even the thought of Brian or James outside this room door, my safe haven, could bring me such heights of fear because the danger in the unknown was far much more than a known trouble could ever bring, since you would never have anything to assess the extent of danger it could cause, nor know when or how you might be attacked. And most of all you wouldn't know what the weapon would be. But at least now I had something that I could call as a weapon or at least a channel of imminent danger.

My eyes automatically drifted to the said weapon on the bedside table like it had ever been since the moment Michael had managed to give it to me without letting my brother or James know about it. My fingers grazed the top of the cell phone like it was some kind of atom bomb that could explode by the slightest of moment.

I stared at the phone contemplating who it might be. And then the thunderstorm in my head began again. Who was it? How did they get my number? How did they know it was me? And most of all how did they bring Brian and James over here? No it was not Michael. He wouldn't have even known about my brother or anybody else in there to even think about getting them here. But from the way the texts came it sounded just like him. How could that be?

He even sounded like he knew about Sam and Dan. Anybody who knew me could know about Sam but that doesn't give them the possibility of knowing Daniel. Could it be James? But he would never dare speak like that and even if he did, how would he have found my number? Or maybe it was someone else? Someone else I didn't want to do anything with?

A chill ran down my spine and I dropped the cell phone back on the table, retrieving my hand back like I had touched fire.

The light on the screen lit up and my heart began beating erratically. I watched as the screen went blank again. Who was it this time? Could it be the person who had texted me earlier? I had only one way to find that out but I didn't want to. I just didnt have it in me to open up and see for real that it was from someone I should be afraid of. I didn't want that since that would make everything seem all the more real and I won't ever be able to escape that. But that would also mean that I was running away from it and I had promised myself and Harry that I would rather try to confront a problem and solve it, than run away from.