CERISE'S POV:
"Hello, this is Cerise speaking what can I do for you today?"
"I love you my pretty…" A husky voice said.
Cerise yelled and threw the phone to the ground with the battery falling out. She made a mental note, find out how to unrestricted calls when she gets them. She stared at the phone crying for a good 10 minutes. She really wishes Ryan was here, she grabbed her regular cell phone to call him but then put it down. She knows he can help; he's the whole reason why she decided to stay in Miami. The whole cartoon thing was just an excuse, she still has to go to the interview and add some new things to her portfolio.
She's tired of being scared.
Knowing that Ryan is part of CSI she can feel safe at least by a little. As much as she wants to call Ryan and tell him about what really is going on she doesn't want to bug him. Besides she knew what Ryan's ex was like, her brother needs some good loving.
Her regular phone rang, it was Ryan. Cerise picked up the phone. She really wanted to tell Ryan what just happened but she had to remain calm.
"Hey Ry"
"Hey Cers, where are you? Me and Eric are here at the park."
"You boys have some fun without me…I'm a bit busy alright."
"Busy? With what?"
"Major brainstorm for my book and some other errands that my lazy ass has been putting off till later. And well now is that later so I minus well get them over with. Have fun without me alright."
"Alright fine, we still up for tomorrow?"
"All depends if I'm not busy, look just have fun alright? And remember no hickies hehe"
"Alright bye you little asshole."
She hung up the phone, Ryan didn't buy it this was way to calm to be Cerise and she knew she couldn't lie to him. She just needed some time to relax and take a nap.
She walked over to the cabinet; Ryan had told her to keep her meds just in case she needed them. She hasn't needed them for years now but today she just seemed to need them. She stared at the bottle and put it back. No way is she becoming that again, she went to grab her sketchbook and started to draw.
"Frida Kahlo I feel your pain…"
She picked up her pencil and started to just sketch without thinking. She sketched slowly; she can feel her sinking heart. She had the right plan for Eric and Ryan. She saw the way how Eric was staring at Ryan every time they're together. Ryan talks about Eric twenty times more than he talks about his other co-works. She knew that Ryan had the hots for Eric, he just doesn't know about it, yet that is. She also sees how jealous Eric gets when she's around so minus well take the day off and let them have a little alone time.
Her sketch was finished, a girl with her jaw ripped off and her eyes white and crying blood. Cuts and scars all over her body and the word "help" on her thigh. Art was the best way to express her emotions, just another piece for her Private collection so to say. She walked up to the basement and opened a secret door below it and turned on the light. It was a decent sized room full of morbid and horror pictures and work. All her nightmares and depression that came true. She hung up her newest addition and sat there for a while staring at the walls.
"Well at least Ryan will be having a good day."
She then fell asleep in the corner staring at her nightmares.