9: Nope! He's definitely the devil!

Sarah.

Well this is just great! Now I'm left here alone with Casey. Not the best or most comfortable situations... Trust me!

The air was tense, very much so, I felt suffocated. And I could have sworn I constantly felt Casey's eyes on me... Watching me... And sure enough, when I sneaked a sideway glance at him, I caught him staring.

Now I'm not good at reading people, but I'm pretty sure he looked really mad right now! So I went back to staring at my plate... Anything to avoid direct eye contact with him.

“I have no idea why you keep on coming here,” he said in an unusually calm and collected tone... The calm before the storm.

“I... Connie... She Uh...” God! Why can't I stop stammering?! “Connie invited me over to___”

“You don't belong here Vance... So stop trying so hard to fit in, ”

What is that supposed to mean? I don't belong here cause it's their house? Or I don't belong here cause my mother works here as a maid? Or I don't belong here cause we aren't in the same social status as they are? Not 'rich' enough for them? Whichever 'belong' it is, fuck you Casey! This isn't your house!

“I'm not trying to belong anywhere. Connie was the one who called me over. Otherwise I wouldn't even have come!”

“Connie invited you over? You do realize this isn't even her house?”

“Do you also realize that it's not yours either? So you can't chase me out!”

Oh Lord! Oh crap! Oh fuck! What have I said?! What have I done?! I've dug my own grave! Oh God I am so dead! Me and my big mouth! I said that out loud... And he heard it!

I looked up from my plate, and the look he was giving was a death glare... Enough to kill me, resurrect me, only to kill me again! I knew right there and then... I had just made the biggest mistake of my life... After coming to this house of course.

“What did you say?!” his voice was strict... Harsh... Terrifying. I felt a shiver run down my spine.

What you heard!

Luckily, this time, I only said it in my head, so nobody heard it but me.

In one sudden second, he grabbed my left hand... You know, the injured one? The one I can hardly even grip a jug with? The very same one... And he squeezed it super hard!

Congratulations to me for managing to hold back a scream... Because the pain that I was in was excruciating! I only managed to release a tiny squeal.

“This should be the last time you ever talk to me like that! You know me well enough to know that I don't tolerate such bullshit! Understand?”

“You're.... Yo... You're hurting my arm,”

“And y.... You're... You're stammering... It's fucking annoying!”

“I'm sorry I talked back, okay? Just please___”

I really wasn't sincerely sorry. I just thought he'd have pity for me if I acted sorry. I felt like he was about to snap my arm... again! I didn't want any of this anymore.

“No Vance! It's clear that you're starting to get cocky!”

I'm starting to get cocky? Seriously?!

“You're going to break my hand again...” I could feel the tears threatening to spill. Perhaps it would have been better if I had just kept my cast on.

“And just like before... I'll enjoy every single second of it!” a sadistic grin spread across his face.

“Please___”I begged him... Like, seriously begged him, a few tears managing to escape my eyes.

“This is so entertaining to watch!”

Of course you'd find it entertaining you sadistic prick! You're the one inflicting the pain... Not feeling it!

“Casey please___”

“If you ever... And I mean EVER, talk to me like that again, I swear I'll ___”

“So Sarah,” Connie's voice was heard coming down the stairs. And immediately, Casey let go of my arm, instantly changing his mood, putting on an innocent smile and pretending to be too busy eating.

Casey makes me sick! And that's why I didn't waste any time leaving that place. I stood up from the table and headed for the exit, totally ignoring Connie calling my name multiple times.

It was clear that I had over stayed my welcome. I wasn't spending another second here.

My arm hurt... Way worse than it had before. Why does Casey have to hate me so much. My day was pretty okay before he woke up. What have I ever done to him to deserve such a punishment?! If I did something wrong, why can't he just tell me so I could make things right?!

But then again, he didn't look like he was looking reconciliation. He just looks like he enjoys making me miserable... Just like he said earlier.

And he always manages to make me feel more and more worse about myself every single time we cross paths . I hate that guy!

His cousin may be one of the best things... One of the best people in my life, it's actually not a long list. She's one of the few people in my life who treat me right... Who treat me like a human being.

While Casey is simply the worst! The Devil himself!

And I know it's wrong of me to say this, but sometimes, I just wish that Casey would disappear completely from my life... Or just disappear forever and never come back!