I ran home. Faster than I've run before. I just wanted to get away and be in the safety of my own home. But I had something else in mind.
I ran inside and slammed the door behind me. I dumped my bag down on the counter and headed upstairs. I reached the bathroom and walked inside. I locked the door behind me.
I sat on the edge of the bathtub and Cried. The reason I moved to LA was to change my life. This is just exactly how it started.
So I grab my razor from the inside of the cabinet. I pop out the blade and run my finger over it. I promised myself I wouldn't do this, but I can't stop.
So I slide it across my wrist, drawing blood. And again. And again. There's 4 new cuts. I feel bad, because I said I wouldn't. And I shouldn't. But I had to.
I just sit there. Staring down at my wrist. Why did I do it?
I've been sat here for hours. I have a feeling it's around 5pm, because the door just opened. I'm guessing that it's Cole. Kian must have left while I was at College. He hasn't text me though.
"Cassidy?" I hear Cole shout.
"Yeah" I shout back.
I'm guessing he was just checking I was home. I make sure that the bandage isn't visible by covering it with my sweater. I check my face in the mirror. I have tear stains and smudged mascara.
I take my makeup off and leave it that way. I put my hair into a messy bun. I walk into my room and change from jeans into sweatpants, but I still leave my sweater on.
I walk down the stairs and head to the kitchen, where Cole is grabbing a can of Coke from the fridge.
"Can I have one?" I ask.
"Yeah sure" he says and passes me a can.
"How about pizza and a film tonight?" I ask.
"Sounds good" he says and smiles at me.
We choose to watch insidious 1 and 2. We buy the films on Netflix and order a medium meat feast pizza to share. Even though I won't be having much.
Before I know it, it's 9pm. Kian hasn't text me all day. I wonder what's up with him?
We both decide to go to bed, so we head upstairs and go our separate ways. Once I'm in my room, I pull off my sweater and check the bandage.
I change my tank top to a loose white tee and pull a hoodie on over it. I crawl under my covers and scroll through twitter. I decide to text kian and see what's up.
To: Kiki
Babe, what's up?
A few minutes later I get a reply.
From: Kiki.
Nothing babe, why?
To:kiki.
You haven't text me all day, I was just wondering.
From:kiki.
Sorry about that baby.
To:Kiki
I'm gonna sleep. Night babe, love you x
From:kiki
Night, love you too. X
I curl up in the covers and go to sleep.
There's someone in my room. I hear footsteps coming closer to me. I try not to move. I hear a loud click and I open my eyes, there's a tall man, dressed all in black. And he's pointing a gun straight at me.
I scream as loud as I can, only to be woken up breathing heavily. Cole is sat on the end of my bed, holding me close. I calm down as he soothes me.
"What is it Cass?" He soothes.
"Bad dream" I say.
"Get some sleep Cass. It's like 2am" he pulls the duvet over me and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
But as I expected, I can't sleep. I get out of bed and pull on my black vans. I pull my black hoodie over my head and straighten out my sweatpants.
I grab my phone and some money and head downstairs. I open the door and walk outside into the night. I decide to go for a walk. It's not the safest thing to do but I probably need some air.
I head towards the late night cafe down the street that's open all night. I open the door and it rings lightly, alerting the worker I'm here. I order a strawberry milkshake, because I can.
I pay for it and take a seat in the corner of the shop. I drink my drink as I scroll through twitter. I decide to tweet a pic of my milkshake.
@CassidyRiversx
Sat in Ally's diner at 2.30am. Drinkin' dat strawberry milkshake.
(Image)
I drink my milkshake and decide to sit around. I near the door jingle again but I pay no attention to it. I just carry on looking through twitter and Instagram.
I am distracted when a pair of lips meet mine. I pull away.
"What the- Kian?" I ask.
"Hey babe," he greets, taking the seat opposite me.
"What are you doing here? It's like half 2?" I ask.
"Couldn't sleep." He answered
"Me neither." I reply.
"I'm gonna go get a drink, do you want another?" He asks.
"I'll have a coffee please" I tell him and he heads to the counter.
A few moments later he comes back with a coffee and an Arizona tea. Typical.
I drink my coffee and catch up with kian, Luckily, he didn't see my bandage.
Just being here with kian, even if it is 3am, made me feel a whole lot better.
☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️
A/n ok, it's like 10 pm and I should be sleeping because I'm tired and I have a math exam tomorrow. But oh well, 2 chapters today, go me:)
Thanks for reading, love you guys :)
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Cure Me | Kian Lawley
FanfictionCassidy Rivers, 16 , was your average teenager. She wasn't that over popular cheerleader and she wasn't the nerd that nobody knew. She was just an average girl, getting on with her everyday life. Yes, she has her problems, she has been through a lot...