Cassie sighed, tossing and turning in her bed. She couldn't seem to get to sleep, even though she had school the next morning. Faye's words were ringing in her ears.
Cassie just give it up. Honestly. You can't have Adam, and you never will. You can't have Adam, and you never will. Never will. Never will. Never... Never will... You'll never have Adam.
She groaned loudly in frustration and grabbed her phone, sending a text to Adam
Hey
Hey. Everything okay?
Everything's... fine... I just can't sleep
Want to come over? I'm great company
Aren't you working?
Dad won't mind. There's nobody here and it's almost time to close up anyways
Are you sure? I don't want to impose...
Cassie, Seriously. You won't be imposing. I'll make you dinner and you can tell me about your day :)
...Alright. You win. Just let me get dressed. I'll be there in fifteen minutes.
I look forward to it
Oh and Adam...?
Yes?
Lock the doors. Don't open them for anyone. I keep feeling like I'm getting watched
What! By who! Are you okay?
Before she could answer her phone began ringing
"Hi Adam" she greeted, pressing the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she got up and began to root through her closet
"Are you okay Cassie?"
"If I wasn't okay, would I be here and not already with you?" she replied, tugging on a pair of jeans. She slipped on her boots and hit the speaker phone button, tossing it onto the bed to pull on a shirt just as he spoke
"No... I guess not" he paused "I'm waiting at the door for you. I'll keep it locked"
"Alright" she replied, adjusting her shirt and picking up the phone. She clicked off speaker, and grabbed her keys and her coat, hurrying down the stairs.
"Cassie?"
"Yes?"
"Check the car before you get in"
"I'm way ahead of you, Adam" she smiled "Do you want me to stay on the phone with you too?"
"No" it was obvious in his tone that he did in fact want her to stay on "That will rack up your phone bill. Besides, its unsafe to drive while you're on the phone"
"Alright. My car is clear. I'll be there in a few minutes"
"See you then" they both hung up and she started the car and sped towards the boathouse.
Crash. Smash. Screeching wheels. Shattering Glass.