It was dark in the room and someone was coming. Through her own insanity, she could feel the pain. She was scared as the closet door opened. She bit her lips to avoid the scream to escape. She knew it would only be worst if he heard her.
" Hello Princess! I have a few pills for you now. Open your mouth"
As usual, she tried to keep her mouth closed. She tried not to swallow the pills nor the water. But he was stronger than her. Her small attempts of protest only made him angrier. He got her out from the closet and beat her up yet again. In her state of dizziness, she felt the pain anyway. He stopped when he saw blood strikling down her face. He kissed her and pushed her back into the closet.
Cassie sat down in her bed, sweating. She looked around, relieved. It was just another nightmare. Étienne was dead, he wouldn't bother her ever again. She wiped her tears, shivering. The nightmares always felt so real it scared her. Well, actually, most of it had been real. She just couldn't remember it all.
She got up, knowing she had slept enough. She went to the kitchen to make coffee. She wanted to take a look at all the newspaper. But her mind wasn't on business. All she thought about was John. Had René been able to get through him? It was hard, having to sit here, wondering and waiting. She should have gone with René and talked to John herself. But now it was too late, she didn't knew in which hotel they were staying. She couldn't do anything else but wait. She pushed the newspaper aside. Her mind really wasn't ready for seriousness. Maybe she could work-out instead. Yes, music and training would be relaxing. She was living well now, she had her own gym inside her place. When Étienne died, she received a huge amount of money as a compensation for what he did to her. That money help her build back a life. She bought a nice, very well protected, appartment and had transformed it for her needs. She lived on the last floor and a security guy downstairs called her before letting anyone go up. She felt safe that way.
She went to her training room and choose an outfit. She changed and put some Hip-Hop music on. She excercised her knee for about half an hour. It felt good even if it hurted a little. After that, she went to take a hot shower. She was just out puting her hair into a towel when she heard a knock on the door. There shouldn't be anyone at the door. James didn't called to tell her she had a visitor. Who could it be? They didn't allowed salesmen either into the building. Well, she better go and take a look. She knew it couldn't be anyone dangerous or James would have stopped him.
She hurried to the door. But as she opened it, James came into sight and jumped on the person standing before her. They both fell to the ground, struggling as Cassie was startled.
" Ne vous-en faites pas Mlle Cassie! Je l'ai attrapé! Je suis désol"
" Cassie? Cassie it's me. Tell this baboon to get off me, I can't breath. I don't want to hurt him, but I will if Ihave to. What kind of guy attacks someone who knocks on a door anyway?"
" Tais-toi malotru! Je ne te lacherai pas"
" Cassie! It's John, please tell him to leave me alone. I don't understand a word of what he's saying and neither does he."
When Cassie understood what was going on, she burst out in laughter. This was truly a unique situation. Both men stopped struggling when they heard Cassie's laugh. Cassie had to hold on the wall beause she was laughing too much. If only she could have a camera!
" Cassie? I'm sure this is funny to you but, when are you going to tell him to let me go? She knows me, leave me alone."
But James was staring at Cassie, waiting for her approval. Her laughter finally died away and she told James she knew him and he could let him go. He let John get up and when he got a sight of his face, he blushed.
" Mlle Cassie! C'est John Cena de la WWE! Dites-lui qu'il est mon lutteur favori!"
Cassie smiled and told John that James wanted his autograph as he was his favorite wrestler. John frowned, not sure if this was a joke or not. But James held a piece of paper under his nose so he had no choice but to sign. The sooner he'd do it, the sooner he would go back downstairs and leave them alone. He turned to Cassie when James was finally gone.
" Can you tell me why in the hell he attacked me?"
" Well, I suppose you didn't stopped by his office on your way up here no? You passed in front of him and directly went here? It's his job to ID people before letting them come upstairs. He has to call me to know if I want to let them come here."
" Oh, I had no idea. That's probably what was on this french sign downstairs, I didn't understand what was written so I just went to the stairs."
" What are you doing here John?"
He leaned closer to her. " What do you think Cassie?"
A/N: I'M SORRY ALICIA!!!! I couldn't resist to leave you hanging like that people! LOL One fine day, things are going to get better for them don't worry. Sorry this one was so short but I ran out of idea before the big talk they need to have. Thanks for reading.
" Hello Princess! I have a few pills for you now. Open your mouth"
As usual, she tried to keep her mouth closed. She tried not to swallow the pills nor the water. But he was stronger than her. Her small attempts of protest only made him angrier. He got her out from the closet and beat her up yet again. In her state of dizziness, she felt the pain anyway. He stopped when he saw blood strikling down her face. He kissed her and pushed her back into the closet.
Cassie sat down in her bed, sweating. She looked around, relieved. It was just another nightmare. Étienne was dead, he wouldn't bother her ever again. She wiped her tears, shivering. The nightmares always felt so real it scared her. Well, actually, most of it had been real. She just couldn't remember it all.
She got up, knowing she had slept enough. She went to the kitchen to make coffee. She wanted to take a look at all the newspaper. But her mind wasn't on business. All she thought about was John. Had René been able to get through him? It was hard, having to sit here, wondering and waiting. She should have gone with René and talked to John herself. But now it was too late, she didn't knew in which hotel they were staying. She couldn't do anything else but wait. She pushed the newspaper aside. Her mind really wasn't ready for seriousness. Maybe she could work-out instead. Yes, music and training would be relaxing. She was living well now, she had her own gym inside her place. When Étienne died, she received a huge amount of money as a compensation for what he did to her. That money help her build back a life. She bought a nice, very well protected, appartment and had transformed it for her needs. She lived on the last floor and a security guy downstairs called her before letting anyone go up. She felt safe that way.
She went to her training room and choose an outfit. She changed and put some Hip-Hop music on. She excercised her knee for about half an hour. It felt good even if it hurted a little. After that, she went to take a hot shower. She was just out puting her hair into a towel when she heard a knock on the door. There shouldn't be anyone at the door. James didn't called to tell her she had a visitor. Who could it be? They didn't allowed salesmen either into the building. Well, she better go and take a look. She knew it couldn't be anyone dangerous or James would have stopped him.
She hurried to the door. But as she opened it, James came into sight and jumped on the person standing before her. They both fell to the ground, struggling as Cassie was startled.
" Ne vous-en faites pas Mlle Cassie! Je l'ai attrapé! Je suis désol"
" Cassie? Cassie it's me. Tell this baboon to get off me, I can't breath. I don't want to hurt him, but I will if Ihave to. What kind of guy attacks someone who knocks on a door anyway?"
" Tais-toi malotru! Je ne te lacherai pas"
" Cassie! It's John, please tell him to leave me alone. I don't understand a word of what he's saying and neither does he."
When Cassie understood what was going on, she burst out in laughter. This was truly a unique situation. Both men stopped struggling when they heard Cassie's laugh. Cassie had to hold on the wall beause she was laughing too much. If only she could have a camera!
" Cassie? I'm sure this is funny to you but, when are you going to tell him to let me go? She knows me, leave me alone."
But James was staring at Cassie, waiting for her approval. Her laughter finally died away and she told James she knew him and he could let him go. He let John get up and when he got a sight of his face, he blushed.
" Mlle Cassie! C'est John Cena de la WWE! Dites-lui qu'il est mon lutteur favori!"
Cassie smiled and told John that James wanted his autograph as he was his favorite wrestler. John frowned, not sure if this was a joke or not. But James held a piece of paper under his nose so he had no choice but to sign. The sooner he'd do it, the sooner he would go back downstairs and leave them alone. He turned to Cassie when James was finally gone.
" Can you tell me why in the hell he attacked me?"
" Well, I suppose you didn't stopped by his office on your way up here no? You passed in front of him and directly went here? It's his job to ID people before letting them come upstairs. He has to call me to know if I want to let them come here."
" Oh, I had no idea. That's probably what was on this french sign downstairs, I didn't understand what was written so I just went to the stairs."
" What are you doing here John?"
He leaned closer to her. " What do you think Cassie?"
A/N: I'M SORRY ALICIA!!!! I couldn't resist to leave you hanging like that people! LOL One fine day, things are going to get better for them don't worry. Sorry this one was so short but I ran out of idea before the big talk they need to have. Thanks for reading.