Hi everyone! This is actually my first time to write here. Anyway, just like all of you, I disclaim. Come to think of it, I think I can claim Cassandra and Brian but I would rather not. Hope you enjoy my first story.

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Lilian Garcia was having a normal day. A lunch in a fancy restaurant with her co-workers at Gucci – although they don't eat that much – was what they normally do when they don't have too much work. She works as the Executive-in-Charge of the photo shoots they held for a new collection, a job she always dreamed of. But that afternoon, she received a phone call that would change her entire young and carefree life.

"Lilian, you've got to come here right now," she heard her older sister Trish says on the other line.

"But Trish, you know I can't just do that. I've got some work to do. I can't just leave," she said, wondering why Trish's voice is trembling. She knew well that Trish is a strong woman and her voice doesn't normally tremble like that. "Trish, what's wrong? You don't sound like you're okay," she asked as she was starting to feel something wasn't right.

"Victoria and her husband died," her sister's voice broke down into clear sobs.

Lilian couldn't believe what she just heard. She can't be dead. They both can't be dead. Then, after a few seconds, she started to ask, "How?"

"They were involved in a car accident, on their way to get Cassandra for lunch," Trish explained, now a calmer than she was earlier.

Oh, Cassandra. Lilian's thoughts turned to her as she suddenly remembered her only niece. Their parents were at South Carolina and Chris Benoit was an orphan. Who would take care of Cassandra now? "I'll be there as soon as I can," with that, she hanged up the phone.

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Lilian started driving towards Newark, New Jersey. It was where her two sisters live. She prefers New York because it was closer to her dreams. Among the three, she was the one who has the highest of dreams. And now, she works at Gucci, something that she dreamed of her whole life. She still has a good relationship with her sisters. She makes sure she goes to Newark every time there is a holiday. Every time she does so, she has a lot of paper bags with her; she always has something for everyone. This time, that's not the case, she didn't expect herself to be driving towards Newark that afternoon. It was much unexpected. As well as the news that Victoria and Chris died in a car accident.

There were lots of things going on her mind right now. She's a lot worried about Cassandra. The poor little girl is probably crying right now. Not having an idea what would happen next to her life. But something in her heart told her that Trish might've already calmed her down or just told her that her mommy and daddy are watching her from the heaven. When she arrived, she found out that none of the things she thought happened.

When she arrived, it was already a bit dark. It seems that there was no one in the house. It was so quiet. She went to the living room and started calling for someone, "Hello?" she said, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire house.

Then, Trish came running towards her from the kitchen. "Oh, Lil, thank God you arrived," Trish said, hugging her.

Lilian could tell that Trish was done crying. Victoria, being the eldest of the three, always had their back and taught them all the things they needed to know. It was hard for her to accept what had just happened but she has to. She also knows that Trish feels the same way. The fact was, she too was already done crying. On her way there, she didn't realize that she was crying until the road became a blur. She stopped for a while on the shoulder of the highway. Then for a few minutes, she wiped away her tears, remembering there was someone who needed her.

"Cassandra, how is she?" Lilian asked.

"I wish I could tell you she's fine and that she's already asleep but she's not. She won't eat a thing and she doesn't even cry. I think you should talk to her. I mean, you're natural when it comes to kids," Trish explained.

"Okay, I'll go check on her," Lilian said, walking towards Cassandra's room.

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She went inside a dark room. The lights weren't turned on. Then, on the bed, she saw a big man sitting. It was Randy Orton, Trish's husband.

"Lilian, thank God you're here. I've been sitting here for over an hour, taking turns with Trish. The little girl won't budge," he said as he stood up.

"Where is she?" Lilian asked as she looked around the room not seeing a figure of a little girl.

"She's sitting under the clothes in the closet," Randy informed her.

"She's in a closet?" Lilian asked, surprised.

"Don't worry, it's not closed, even though I'm sitting here, I'm positive it's open. I haven't heard a thing that moved," Randy told her positively. "I'll leave you here with her. I've got to check on Brian." Brian is Randy and Trish's 1 year old son. He has been sleeping for about an hour now in the guest room. With that, Randy left the room.

Lilian slowly made her way to the walk in closet. Not wanting to make any noise. She then saw Cassandra. The little blonde was curled up against the wall, her knees drawn up to her chest, her face pressed against her knees. Just like Trish and her, Cassandra has a blonde hair. Victoria was raven-haired so they often tease her that Cassandra was their illegitimate baby sister.

"Cassandra," Lilian said softly.

Her little head slowly turned to face her. Green eyes met the other's green eyes. Cassandra got Lilian's green eyes, which made her a mini-Lilian. Lilian then saw something in Cassandra's eyes – sadness. She sat down beside her niece and hugged her. For a while, Cassandra's small head rested on her arms. Then, after a few minutes sitting like that, her arms went numb but it was all worth it when she heard a soft sob. Cassandra is crying. She thought happily. She knows very well that not letting go of the hard feelings is not healthy. Then she slowly sat Cassandra up. She could see tears falling from Cassandra's green eyes.

"Aunt Lilian, I'm scared. Am I going to the orphanage?" Cassandra asked innocently.

"No honey, you're not," Lilian hugged her tight. "Your Aunt Trish told me you haven't eaten anything yet." She said, still wrapping her arms around the little girl.

"Yeah, I'm kind of hungry but I was too sad to eat," Cassandra confessed.

"Well, tell you what. How about I prepare a TLC burger? Would you not be too sad and start eating? Lilian asked convincingly.

"I guess so," Cassandra managed to smile a little the sound of the TLC burger.

"Come on, let's go to the kitchen so we both can eat," Lilian stood up, holding the little kid by her hand.

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"You really are good with kids," Trish said, still amazed on how she made Cassandra eat within less than an hour.

"I think she's just hungry," Lilian replied, not wanting to be flattered by the fact that she was good in handling kids.

"Well she still cried when you held her," Trish said.

"Yeah, I was scared when you told me she still hasn't cried. You know how holding a sort of grudge inside is not good," Lilian said, remembering a book she once read.

"By the way, mom and dad will be arriving tomorrow. We're going to have the burial on Wednesday. You think you can be here until that day?" Trish asked her sister and was now wearing a serious face.

"Well, today's Friday. I actually have plans for tonight and for tomorrow night but I would rather be here with you, Randy, Brian and of course, Cassandra. She really needs us right now." With that, they leaned closer to each other and hugged.

Lilian started to sob.

"We'll get through this together," Trish said and for the first time in their lives, they felt that their big sister was no longer there and that all they had was each other.