Cassandra

Time of death...

*Disclaimer, after Xander's POV begins, If you dont like violence I will indicate with stars/asterisk where you should stop reading and resume again because I have a special ending for y'all. *

Cassandra's POV.

I took the letter placed it back into my pocket, this wasn't the right location and I still had a lot of pent up anger toward my dad. I almost  killed that motherfucker, purposely, he had turned me to a monster, but I wasn't going to be a cold blooded killer.

Adonicia was awfully quiet, perhaps waiting for me to talk about my mother and why I was finding notes from her in pockets.But I wasn't in the mood. I looked toward her, she looked like she was minding her business, if I read her mind right now it would be intrusion of her privacy, we were friends now right. Friends have boundaries.

We were about to go back home but I heard a yell, 

"Cassandra"

I turned looking at an out of breath Stuart, he was sweating a lot, we weren't even far from the house why was he sweating so much.

It took about five minutes for him to catch his breath, he gasped for air like a fish out of water. I could tell Adonicia was getting impatient, and so was I. I just hope he wasn't coming to apologize or waste our time or something.

"They have her," he said.

"They have who," Adonicia asked impatiently, now tapping her foot incessantly.

"They've taken another girl, they're going to rape her."he said. 

The fear in his eyes was enough to prove to Adonicia that this wasn't a scam. I didn't have to tell her that we should get going, we ran to my dad's house, looking around for any signs of watchdogs. 

The house was awfully quiet. I could feel Rora jumping  inside of me, that was her reaction to finding out a girl was going to be raped by five grown ass men?

 I walked into the house, Xander's scent hitting me like a bomb. It was beautiful, it was the best thing I've ever smelt. I had grown accustomed to it these few months we were together, despite us not talking to each other for most of it.

But as much as I denied it my heart craved him, everytime he was close to me I felt sparks run through my body. I had done a lot to not let it show on my face. Living under the roof of someone like my dad, who punished you for any emotion he saw on your face, I had learned a lot about masking how I feel.

I scanned the room waiting for my eyes to fall on my prince charming when I saw him behind Ethan, stark naked. A small girl in front of him fixing his hair. Before I controlled myself I read her mind. She was thinking of Xander, sexually, well I couldn't blame her, she was standing in front of a naked man. 

Rora on the other hand was pissed, pissed was even an understatement. She wanted to kill this girl. Well I felt bad that he was letting her touch her, but Xander wasn't mine to keep. 

"What the fuck is going on here"I said.

Rora's anger was slowly sipping into my conscience and before I knew it I was fuming too. He wasn't even stopping her, it was more of hurt than anger really. 

He looked at me like he found his piece of gold. I knew he craved me too, I read his mind a couple of times.The girl was still holding him, as if she didn't realize what I had just said, she just glanced at me as she continued touching Xander's hair. This freaking bitch I'm going to rip her into pieces.

"Get your slutty hands off him" I said, looking at the girl.

She looked as if she just realised I was there. I watched as she slightly faltered, she then stood up straight looking at me in the eye. Standing her ground.