Plagued part VII

A PV FanFic

©Narrator©

Matt was confused, Hollister was horrified and Papa was smiling widely. He seemed to fit pretty well into the scenery now wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt instead of his normal suit. His aura seemed pretty friendly but Hollister knew otherwise.

"Who is this guy Holly?" Matt questioned her not quite knowing what was going on.

He was completely lost in the situation. Hollister's lips were frozen. She couldn't speak. Her father's smiled broadened.

"Why, I'm Hollister's father, Mr. Otto Von Schmitt."

Matt was silent. Otto held his hand out to shake Matt's. Was this the lunatic who he was supposed to be protecting her from? The man had large muscles and looked nearly taller than Jimmy…which was pretty damn tall.

"Nice to meet you…" Matt gulped before he spoke.

©Hollister's Point of View©

What should I do? Should I run? Should I scream? Matt gave me an unusual look. This wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to be working out and building muscles, that was I could defeat my father by myself.

"Well see ya!" Papa spoke and walked over to the locker room.

Our eyes were still glued to him as he strolled away.

"That was your father?"

"That was my father."

With that Matt grabbed my hand and we were quickly out the door.

We were both now hurriedly walking down Main Street. 'What if father knows where he lives? What are we going to do?' I thought, still catching my breath. Just as we rounded the corner Matt pulled me to the wall abruptly.

"Ow! What the fuck Matt?" I yelled rubbing my shoulder which hit the brick wall hard.

"Would you just shut up?!" Matt screamed back. "I'm trying to fucking think of what to do! If that guy is as crazy as you say…he could be following us…I can't lead him to my house. My family…" Then in frustration and panic he punched the wall. "Holly this is just… all…" He stopped and looked away from me.

"This is all my fault?!" I screamed. "Is that what you're trying to tell me? Well sorry if I was to much of a plague for you!" with that I took off. The wind stung my face as I raced for somewhere to go. I only wish I knew where that was.

©Cassandra's Point of View©

I sat on the couch still in my pajamas, bowl of popcorn in hand. It was a perfect day to be alone in this musty old house. Ever since my mom went to rehab things in this house were perfect. Quiet, peaceful and safe. It was everything that a home was expected to be.

-5 minutes later-

Suddenly, the door burst open and in walks Hollister, soaked with tears and sweat, panting. She stumbled over to me before I could even get up and collapsed on the couch.

"What's wrong?" I requested softly as I hugged her.

"…I can't explain…I'm running away! I'm going somewhere where he can never find me or hurt me!" She hardly chocked out the words. "I just came so I could get your number to keep contact with you…also to ask if I could get some money for food to eat for a week or so. Just enough to last me until I find a job."

My heart ached after I finally got her to tell me what happened. Even after she did finish telling me, she still decided to stick with the decision. She thought that then it would keep me and Matt safe. There was absolutely nothing I could do to change her mind. With a few more warm hugs, I gave her the money and my number and she left.

©Matt's Point of View©

Why was I so fucking stupid!? How could I have done that to her…said that to her? It wasn't her fault? Her being born into the family of a psycho murderer Nazi was not in anyway because of her. I completely fucked everything up!

I took a deep breath and sighed as I laid down on my bed. Her clothes were still in the guestroom downstairs. The only other place she would go would have to be Cassandra's. Right? I had to be right. I don't think I can afford to be wrong in a situation like this.

-Cassandra's House-

I rung the doorbell half not expecting anyone to answer. I looked around at the exterior around me. The tree house Cassandra and me and built when we were kids still stood on the branches of the large tree in her backyard.

"Yes?" Cassandra stood at the door which was slightly open.

"Is Holly there?" I asked hopefully.

"No."

"Then where the fuck is she?"

"She left."

"Where?!"

"Matt…she left for good."

Watch out for part 8.

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