Running Away

Chapter 8. All is not as it seems

Wow.

Dagger really looked beautiful then.

I wonder if things will really work out between Cassie and me.

Will we get married? Have children?

As Dagger said, I don't think there is something wrong with that.

Zidane shook his head as he got into bed. He sighed, and then closed his weary eyes.

It's been a long day.

"Knock knock."

Zidane groaned as he got out of bed grumpily. He opened the door slowly to find Dagger standing there.

"Uh, Dagger, what are you doing here?" he asked her, suddenly going red in the face.

"Can I come in?" she asked him shyly.

They were in their pajamas; she was wearing her white dressing gown, Zidane wearing his plain shirt and shorts. Her eyes seemed regretful; so he let her in. She sat at the side of the bed next to were he was now sitting.

"Zidane, I'm sorry for what happened this evening." She apologized looking up at his hiding face.

"Um Dagger, can we talk about this tomorrow, its 12:59 now." Zidane said, nearly asleep.

Dagger looked down at her dress.

"Okay Zidane, goodnight." she told him quietly and walked out the room.

Zidane sighed as he got back in bed and fell asleep immediately.

The next day………………..

"Ah," Dagger sighed.

She was standing in front of an open window in the study. She was wearing her blue airy dress that dances when the wind hits it. She sipped her cool lemonade as she looked out into the sky. The view overlooked the far side of the town. She drank more, as she looked down at her people in the town.

Then something caught her eye;

"Cassie?" sputtered Dagger while spitting out the water in her mouth. Coughing, she looked down at the eye catching moment.

"Wha?" she spluttered again, this time not spilling anything.

Cassie was standing right below where Dagger was watching her. Her hands her loosely around a man's neck as she was kissing him passionately. Cassie didn't see Dagger, as she was to busy with her making out. She couldn't see the man properly either.

"Cassie? H, how could you?" Dagger shouted angrily, luckily Cassie didn't hear.

Dagger gazed down again frustrated and amazed. The man was smiling at Cassie, and then started to kiss her neck, then her lips again. Dagger felt like vomiting on the floor right that minute.

What the hell is she doing?

She's cheating on Zidane!

Who is that man?

What the hell is going on?

Dagger out of the room, and slammed the door shut. Breathing heavily, she ran in Zidane's bedroom and closed the door behind her.

"Dagger? What do you want now?" Zidane asked her frustrated because of her interruptions these few weeks.

Dagger looked at his plain face, knowing that he would be upset if she told him the truth. Zidane was reading a book in an armchair. He saw her worried face, as he walked over to her.

"What's wrong Dagger?" he asked her again.

She walked towards the window worriedly trying to hide the regret on her face.

If you tell him, he'll get really upset!

But, if I don't tell him he'll get hurt and be really upset when he finds the truth!

That's even worse.

"Z, Zidane?" blurted Dagger uneasily.

"There is something about Cassie that you don't know."

Zidane shrugged plainly.

"What?" he said carelessly as he relaxed sitting on the bed.

Tears poured from her eyes as she was forced into the truth.

"Zidane, Cassie, is cheating on you."

Zidane froze at first, and then relaxed a little.

"Is this some sort of trick Dagger? Just to get me back?" he asked her sternly feeling angry but holding it in.

Dagger stopped crying and stared at him angrily.

"You think I'd lie to you? It's the truth!" she urged angry with him for thinking that way.

"I saw her, with my own eyes! She's cheating on you! That's the truth!"

"Dagger, are you that desperate? You're lying! Now, get out!" Zidane yelled at her fiercely.

Dagger went silent.

"Fine! Don't believe me! But don't blame me when you find out the truth!" She yelled back as she stormed out of the room.

"Fine!" he yelled furiously at her back as she ran off to her own room.

Turning around, he sat back down in his chair.

Great.

Now we'll never be friends again.

Oh, I wish I never came back, and all this wouldn't have happened.

He sighed, feeling guilty of what he just did regretfully sighing.

Later that day…………….

"Hey Zidane, why are you so tense?" asked Cassie as they walked together to the market.

She brushed her fingers gently through his rough hair. Zidane leaned against Cassie and kissed her vigorously.

"Zidane!" Cassie exclaimed surprised as Zidane stopped kissing her neck.

"What's up with you today?" She asked him wonderingly.

Zidane felt angry at himself for shouting at Dagger as he looked up at the castle's quite distant window. Dagger was standing there, eyeing Cassie furiously. Zidane shook his head worryingly.

What if,

What if, Dagger is right?

I mustn't let Dagger change my mind, she's just lying again.

Just lying.

Everything is, fine…

"Nothing." Zidane answered Cassie quietly, his face calm and relaxed, though you could still she the bitter thoughts coming into his head by the expression on his face he was making.

Cassie smiled at him cutely as they walked into the weapon shop.

In Dagger's bedroom

"EEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!" Screamed Dagger pacing the furiously as she exhaled loudly.

"How could he think that I was lying to him?"

Dagger plopped onto her bed as she started sobbing loudly.

Freya and Vivi slowly without sound popped their heads in the room from the door.

'What's wrong Garnet?" Vivi asked her comfortingly as he walked in the room and sat next to the princess.

"Princess?" Freya asked curiously as she walked in the room.

Dagger stopped crying and stared at them angrily.

"GET OUT!" She screamed as Vivi and Freya hurriedly ran out of the room closing the door behind them.

Freya wiped her sweating forehead dry as they took deep breaths and put their heads to work.

"What was that all about?" Freya asked breaking the silence.

Vivi shrugged unknowingly.

"Beat's me, but it's definitely got something to do with Zidane, they haven't been talking at all to each other and she's been eyeing him from the window." Vivi told her seriously, determined to work the problem out.

Freya thought for a moment, sighing softly.

"I have no idea." she finally answered hopelessly.

"I think they'll have to figure this one by themselves."

Vivi looked at Freya worryingly.

"Are you sure?" he asked her, Freya nodded simply.