"Argh! There's nothing useful in here!" Mitchell exclaimed as he threw a book at the floor, which shocked Cassie so much, she jumped up from the bed. "This is all crap!" He continued, "All of it! It's all taken out of fairytales and legends, and isn't credible!"

Mitchell stood up and put his hands in the back of his neck, while looking at the ceiling and started walking frustrated across the floor. Cassie didn't know what to say, so she just sat quietly on the bed and watched Mitchell walk back and forth.

"There's gotta be something that can help," Mitchell said quietly, "it's just not possible that no one should have written anything truthful about mind reading."

"Well, obviously no one has.." Cassie said with a hint of anger in her voice, "maybe it's just what I said; I don't read peoples minds – I kill people!"

"Cassie, will you please stop saying that!?" Mitchell snapped.

"Sorry.." she said, and lied down on the bed, "it's just so frustrating."

Mitchell went to the bed and sat down beside her. He gently caressed her arm:

"I know.. I know.. I'm sorry," he whispered, "it just kills me to hear you talk about yourself like that."

"Is it better if I keep the thoughts to myself then?" She hissed with tears running down her face.

"No, of course not.." he said, "you just need to stop thinking about yourself like that.. please?"

Cassie didn't answer, but nodded quietly. Mitchell wiped the tears off her face.

"Mitchell?" Cassie said, after a few minutes in complete silence, "can I ask you something?"

"Well, aren't you kind of, already?" Mitchell said, with a teasing smile on his lips, "no, I mean; of course you can... shoot!"

"Why is it I tell you everything?" She asked. "I mean, I've known you for what, less than a day? It doesn't make any sense... I never open up to anyone like I've done with you.."

Mitchell smiled, "Well, I don't know.. I guess you just feel comfortable with me? Or maybe I'm just an extremely trustworthy bloke?"

"No, it's definitely not the last one" Cassie teased.

"Ha-ha! Very funny" Mitchell said sarcastic. "Cass... please don't refuse what I'm about to ask, without letting me finish.." Cassie shook her head lightly, "but I think we should try to go out tonight.. just for dinner, to see if you can handle it, cause you seem to be doing better than yesterday, and if I'm right about this thing being tied to your emotions, then you should be fine, right?"

"I guess you're right" Cassie answered, "I'm not thrilled about it, but I guess I can't stay hidden in this room forever, right?"

Mitchell smiled.

Shortest chapter yet, and at the same time the one that took the longest.. =/

I had NO IDEA of what to do with this chapter, I feel like deleting it, and come up with something else, but I feel like I needed this to move on to what's next.. :P ..so please bare with me..

Reviews are appriciated!