~ Boy is the things you say that drives me wild .. ~

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It hurts.

Why would he do this to me?

He said he was different, that he wasn't like the rest of the guys.

But why would he do it?

I watch from the window as he took her in his arms, as he planted a hot steamy kiss and held her gently. Like he didn't want her to leave. He gently stroke her long brown hair and whisper into her ear which caused her to slightly slap him whilst giggling. Tears were slowly streaming down my face as I watch them. He seem happier with her, to cheat on me with her!

I watch as they sat on the couch - she was straddling him and kissing him on the neck but before things could go any further, our eyes met. His hazel eyes showed no emotions, he wasn't sorry to have me witness his cheating ways. He wasn't sorry to have led me on for 2 years straight. Making me believe that he was different, that he couldn't hurt a fly.

I backed away from the window, my hand over my mouth as more and more painful tears kept coming down. My heart was already broken, and it sure as hell wouldn't handle anymore. He open the window and looked at me, his face hard to read. As he open his mouth to speak, that's when rain decided to come pouring down.

I looked up at the dark sky and for a moment felt a bit relieved. It was as if I wasn't the only ones living through this pain because the Heavens felt it too. I look back at him with, what I'm sure was a sorrow look.

"Why?" I whispered.

I slowly backed away till I was sure he couldn't see me anymore. I walk a bit, looking back now and then. He was still by the open window, his head sticking out to try to see me.

"Cassie!"

I heard him called out to me but I didn't stop to answer. I didn't want to hear his excuse for cheating so I ran. I ran in the rain almost slipping every now and then from my boots. I ran a few blocks away from where he was and stopped in the middle of the streets as I saw headlights coming my way. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact to come. I waited for the mysterious stranger to run me over with his car, but it never came.

I bend down, holding myself tighter as I rocked back and forth. My red hair was sticking to my face and I could feel my mascara running. I look up as I saw him take off his helmet and run toward me, he bend down and held me tightly in his arms as I hugged him and cried in his chest.

"What were you thinking? I could have ran you over." He said. He was trying to sound angry but it failed him. "You're such an idiot!"

I said nothing and slightly shook my head. He let go of me and proceeded to take of his jacket, he wrap it around my shaking body and then helped me get up. I look at him through my eyelashes and smiled as he extended his hand to caress my cheek. I closed my eyes at his gesture, but deep down inside me I knew that I couldn't love him the way he wanted, because I'm still in love with Nathaniel.

I held his hand and open my eyes to look into his grey orbs, "I-I can't." I said as I look away from him.

"I love you, Cassie." He whispered.

He bought our faces closer to each other and I closed my eyes again, but this time out of reflexes. I could feel his hot breath on my lips and I knew that I wanted him to kiss me, because just as much as I love Nathaniel, I also wanted to forget about him. He leaned a little further toward me and before our lips could touch -

I woke up gasping for air and semi drenched in sweat. I turn over in bed and turn off my alarm clock whilst getting out of bed. What was happening to me? This wasn't my usual dream - Okay so yeah, I don't normally dream about ponies and butterflies but this wasn't a dream I wanted to dream!

"Why him of all people?" I said as I walk to the bathroom. I strip down of my pajamas and hop in the shower. I let the cold water drench me wet before I grab the bottle of soap and rubbed it all over my naked body. I closed my eyes and for a moment, I felt as if I wasn't alone. I felt as if he was here with me. As if he was leaving me wet kisses as his hands travel all over my body.

I let out a soft moan has my own hands traveled down my sex and very gently started to stroke my clitoris and through my head back at the sensation. I proceeded to add one finger in me whilst my other hand took over my clitoris. I could feel my body slightly shake and I add two more fingers, moaning softly as I did. My eyes flew open as I heard a loud sound coming from my bedroom. I could feel my cheeks turning red at the possibility of being caught masturbating. I immediately wash off the remaining of the soap and turn off the water. Wrapping a towel around my body I left the bathroom only to find my aunt unpacking the rest of my stuff.

"Oh Cassie, why haven't you finished unpacking?" She said looking at me with my folded clothes on her hands.

"I-I haven't found the time." I said looking away from her.

If she was in here while I was masturbating, could she have heard my moans? I thought as I walked pass her with my head down.

"Are you alright? You seem a bit stiff." She said sounding a bit concern.

I simply nodded and proceeded to get dressed. I wore my favorite ripped jeans with a long sleeves purple shirt and my black studded boots. I comb my long black hair and tied it into a pony tail whilst putting on a light coat of mascara and eyeliner. It was a Saturday morning and the sun was out and about flashing it warm rays at everything outside. I left my room and headed downstairs into the kitchen where I was warmly welcome by my aunt dog, Maxy. She was a beautiful light brown American Bulldog. Her eyes were the most beautiful thing about her - well in my opinion; they were hazel.

I bend down and pet Maxy on her head, "hey girl, wanna go for a walk?"

She started wagging her tail whilst barking and ran toward the front of the house. I shook my head at the happy dog with a smile on my face, Maxy loved going out for walks. I put on my jacket then proceeded to tied the lead around her collar, before I left the house I called out to my aunt to tell her I was going to walk Maxy. She gave me that "Okay" and I locked the door behind me.

We walk to the park and I let her lose so that she could run around and chase a few squirrels around. I sat by the bench looking at her now and then chasing after a squirrel or barking at a tree. I adverted my eyes to a girl who was inches away from me. She was wearing a beautiful grey like sweater dress with purple lining, grey stocking that reach her half her thighs and grey finger-less gloves. Her hair was short with braids and it was a beautiful unique color, purple - which math very well with her outfit.

I stared at her as she was holding a large portfolio and began to dig in her bag and took out a pencil. She look into the distance as if trying to find an idea and back down at the clean sheet of paper and began to draw. I smiled to myself as she seem totally lost in what she was working and it somehow made me think back to Nathaniel.

I look far in to the distance as I remember the days when we first met. It was when I was still in my home town, Sacramento California before moving to Los Angeles with my aunt. I was the geek in my hold high school, and spent most of my time at the library. I had friends, they were also geeks as well but some days I just felt the need to be alone and surrounded by the love of books. I guess that is why I became the librarian assistant.

But that day, in particular, was the hottest day in our school which meant that almost half the school wore little to almost nothing of clothing. I was classified in that group, I wore a mini skirt and a nice dress shirt and I was once again in the library organizing some books when I heard the door being opened. I was left in charge of the place while the librarian went out to do a quick errand and that is when I met him.

He was wearing a short sleeve dress shirt with a blue tie and some khaki pants with dress shoes. He held a few books and a list and walked to the front desk. I hurriedly ran to the front desk and help him out. The books that he was carrying needed to be returned and the list was just books that he wanted to check out. One book was on the list that wasn't in the library because I had already checked out that book.

It was a bit cliché actually, because that book was one of Walter Mosley works, Devil in a Blue Dress. It was one of my all time favorite crime novels and I was a bit amazed about why a guy his age wanted to read something like that. It wasn't a typical thing to have a high schooler read novels dated back to the 1990's unless if it was for a homework assignment. I guess that is how we got to talk, because we had the same interest in crime novels.

The sound of Maxy barking brought me back into reality and I look every where for her. I got out of my seat and saw Maxy barking at the girl with cute purple hair whilst wagging her tail. I ran up to them as I saw the girl looking at Maxy with fear in her eyes. I grab the lead from my back pocket and clipped it to Maxy collar.

"I'm so sorry." I said as I look at the girl. "She is not normally like this."

"I-it okay. I-it was partly my fault for calling the cute little squirrel." She whispered.

I took a glance at the portfolio that was now on her lap and was amaze at what I saw. In a short time she had manage to draw Maxy chasing after a few squirrels. She must have caught me looking at her work because the next thing she said caught me slightly off guard.

"You could have it .. if you want." She said looking down at her work.

"Huh? Oh, I - uh - no it okay." I said looking down at Maxy then back at her. "You're really amazing."

"I saw her blush a little and found it cute, "Thanks. I'm Violet."

"Cassie. Do you live close by?" I took a seat next to her. Maxy was walking around in circles till she laid down next to me with a soft sigh and closed her eyes.

"Yes. It also not that far from my school." She said looking down at Maxy.

"What school do you go to?" I ask.

"Sweet Amoris High." She whisper.

I smiled at her and told her I went to the same school. She stared at me as her grey eyes show a glint of shine and proceeded on asking me if I was the new girl everyone kept talking about. Puzzled I asked her what she meant, turns out I'm the new girl who got spaghetti all over her shirt for messing with Amber, hence why I now have the name, Death Girl.

We talked for a few more minutes until the sun was begging to set and exchanged numbers. I walked the rest of the way home with a smile on my face. I had officially made a new friend and the best part was that she also belong to the same school as me. I was starting to like this place more and more; I was even contemplating on calling my parents to thank them for the opportunity to let me live with my aunt.