A/N: Ok, by now all of you should be used to really short chapters, so I don't think I owe an explination on why this is only three short paragraphs long. P.S.- This is also my first and only FanFic, and I want to get my stories noticed! Please tell your friends about this story! All the publicity helps! Thanks, and enjoy the chapter. P.S.S- The next chapter should mark a big turning point in Cassie's life, so I left a kinda big cliffhanger on purpose; not because I just ran out of ideas temporarily, like many other chapters... still, enjoy! Review! Tell your friends! Do it! NOW! Thank you.
The Call
"Nikki! Wake up, come on!" Jonesy was yelling. Nikki opened her eyes, but the world was still fuzzy, seeing as salty water was residing in them. She sat up and cried into Jonesy's chest, soaking his black t-shirt. "Nik, it's okay. You're okay. Now what was it that was so terrible?" he said, holding her tight. "Um, the, the dream," she replied between sobs. "Nik, calm down. It's okay," Jonesy said. Nikki took a deep breath, and continued, "The dream was about this robber guy, and he came in our house. Cassie yelled at him to get out, and he shot her. Then he shot me too. That was pretty much it, oh but Jonesy it was terrible!" She continued to sob weakly. Wow, this really must've been bad to make NIkki cry, he thought. Really though, no one besides Jonesy would ever experience Nikki crying. He kissed her quickly, then helped her limp body out of bed.
"Hey Mom, morning Dad," Cassie said brightly to her still tired parents. She walked into the kitchen and pulled out a box of cereal. "Morning, sweetie," Nikki said as Jonesy kissed Cassie on the forehead. The small family ate breakfast silently from there. Until the phone rang. Nikki reached behind her to the counter and picked it up. "Hello?" she said into the receiver. "Hello, this is the Middlehelm Child Counseling Agency, apparently you called yesterday?" the woman on the other end replied. Nikki turned to the others, said a brief "Excuse me" , and walked out and into the T.V. room.
"Cass, you want to go over to Bianca's today?" Nikki asked about half an hour later. "Whatever," Cassie replied. Cassie packed up her toys, among other random objects, and walked over to her friend's house. "Hey Jonesy, could we talk?" Jonesy got a cheeky grin on his face. "No, you perv! This is about Cassie." Jonesy's expression didn't change to disappointment, as Nikki had expected. Now it was complete concern. "What?" he asked eagerly. "Well her teacher gave me a number, for this child counseling agency, and after Cait's party, I gave them a call," she replied., "They said they have free program where it's like a club thing, where they, like, deal with anger management and just hang out, kinda, and I think we should sign Cass up for it." Jonesy thought for a minute. "Sounds like a good idea," he said. "Okay, I'll run by the place later today and sign her up," Nikki said.