Chapter Nine: After Thought
The sounds of breathing awoken her as she stared up to see Holmes sleeping soundly his arms protectively holding her. Her head laid on his hairless chest, while a curtain of black hair tumbled down her bare back stopping midway. The sun was just peeking, Cassandra knew she had to get home. She knew what was in store for her, but leaving Holmes like that hurt her. She entangled herself from his arms as she got up he moved. Holding her breath she waited for him to awake instead he just slept on. Quietly Cassandra dressed and fumbled around to leave the house, as she passed the front room she left her sliver hair pin and went into the streets hailing a cab to her manor. all the while as she rode in silence the night raced through her mind, making her think about Holmes. Slowly the cab pulled up into the driveway, paying him she went into the manor to the breakfast room. Knowing it was too early for her step mother and her father to be up. Though as she entered there they sat, her step sister Rose Mary giving an evil smile. Cassandra stood her ground, as her father waved away the servants who bustled out. Some muttering good luck, soon her step sister was ordered out as she went by Cassandra she whispered.
" You're in trouble now you witch." Cassandra stared at her father who stayed where he sat while her step mother walked up to her.
"Where have you been?!" She snapped as she got close enough to Cassandra who looked at her with narrowed eyes.
"It's my business, you dont' have any right to know of my private life." Catherine her step mother pointed at herself and her father.
"We waited for you! We waited for you all night!"
"That's bull! She snapped back. "When did you start caring about me?! You're wasting my time i'm going to my room." As she walked by Catherine, she was yanked back toward Catherine. "Let go!" At that she recieved a slap across the the face, Cassandra stood there holding on to her cheek and giving her step mother a shocked look.
" You deserved that you little witch! You're just like your mother! Now where were you?!" Cassandra looked at her father who looked away with a sad look.
"Father?! You will let her treat me like this?" Cassandra whispered, he slowly turned and looked at her with cold eyes.
"Answer her."
"Fine! I was at Sherlock Holme's house." Catherine's eyes widen.
"That is it! Cassandra this day forward you will not see that Sherlock Holmes! You will stay away from him! You have a waiting husband for god sakes! Don't let everyone talk about me having a whore for a step daugther."
"What?! You can't do that! Holmes is my friend! And i don't have a husband! You are such a - AHH! I hate you both! I hate you!" Cassandra looked at both of them and stormed off, the red mark on her cheek stung but her heart was shattered.
