"C- Cassie... I think I'm going mad." And the call disconnects. The poor woman was given nothing for any information. Was he at home? Was he at someone else's place? How was she supposed to know? Learning that her face was all scrunched up, Louis approaches her."What happened?" Says the boy, holding Cassandra's shoulder."It's Mr Johnson. He- he is having something going on. I think he's nearby, that's why he called me—""No, no honey. Let's call the police—" Cassandra's biological mother responds. Cassandra was conflicted with the choice at hand. Will she able to handle the situation herself? Will she be drawn into potential danger too if she went without protection?But her intuition said that he needed her emotionally present than physically. Upon dialling his number thrice already, no response ever again, the girl begins to worry. Her family dinner was ruined, and she apologized to them before running out at once."Mom, I'll be right back.""No, Cassie— Cassie wait! CASSANDRA!" b
[A/n: Can you guys feel the major twist incoming?]All of them were in black. The ceremonial was held in the burial of the rich, in the burial site where diamonds were born out of gold. Not many were invited to the burial site where diamonds were made in the lab out of the dead.It was special alchemy, known only to the scientists who made diamonds out of buried bones.An hour passes as the scientist in discussion arrives. He hands the piece of diamond to Zayn, his father's name slightly engraved deep into the crystal. The shine hits his eyes, the tears begin."I miss you already, old man." He mutters while his mother comforts him gently. Most of the people who came to pay their last rights to their friend and foe leave.Suddenly, Zayn realises that the last Johnson of the main family was gone. The last Johnson was gone...How can he find out more about the history of Johnsons now? On top of that, he has to resign as a teacher and go to work as the CEO of Johnson group now. So man
It was at midnight. Zayn woke up again after having a really bad dream.It was of a couple who was found dead by the side of the coffee shop. The street looked familiar, and so did the blurred faces of the couple. It was a man in a plain cream trench coat and a woman who was in shorts as well as a trench coat over her shoulders. It seemed to be somewhere near to the winter seasons.The poor man shakes his head to get rid of the imagery. He was too stunned to move a muscle more. Gathering some energy, he walks barefoot towards the kitchen downstairs to get some water. He was also perspiring without reason.Suddenly, a headache spikes up as he groans in pain. He sits down on the floor, the cold bottle of water in his hand."Ah. Fuck." He moans in pain. The lights to the kitchen switches on as he sees his mother coming around."Son? Hey, you alright sweetie?" She approaches him."I had a bad dream, mother." He complains to her like a little child."Why don't you sleep beside mama, hmm? C
"Come on, Cassie. I Come here in hopes of you cheering me up. But it looks like we're having trouble cheering each other." The man concludes on his own. The girl however gives him a shanty eye, screaming at him internally. "That's not true. We have the will to have sex, then we will do shit." She says, boldly."I can't believe you just said that." Dumbfounded by her boldness, Zayn sees the girl smirk as she adjusts her spectacles."There's a lot of boldness hidden in me, professor. You just have to unlock it." "I shall, my queen." The both gently giggle. Cassandra softly wraps the man and herself in her blanket. It was warm and fuzzy below the blanket, especially when the lovers kiss."You excite me so much, Cassie.""I'm glad I do." Cassandra speaks over her tortured breath. The lack of oxygen in the confined space gave her the race of her heart.She removes only so much so that their heads peak out. The cold breeze that flows freezes their noses and lips. But how lucky were they t
Saying goodbyes after a long time spending with each other was hard. The sun was almost rising up, illuminating the world. They were up all night, trying to figure out a good damn reason for their weird dreams.They planned on one thing."I'll go research about it in the library. They're quite some books I need to revise. About Rebirth." Says the girl, the man nodding. "Good. Thank you. And... and I'll go to the basement of my house. It's locked away and dad never let me, nor anyone go there. I just hope mom doesn't oppose me." Says the man."That's good. I feel like we will find something way too valuable and... heartbreaking." She says as she holds her aching chest. A shudder passes through her body. Zayn hugs her tighter to calm her down. She breathes on his chest and finds solace."Let's go now. Will you say your goodbyes?" Zayn was dramatist the parting as Cassandra laughs and participates in his little drama."Yes of course~ Never shall we meet again, Romeo." "Oh, Juliet~" lau
The man went back to his home after collecting his properties back. The school and the campus bid him a goodbye, yet his mind was somewhere else. He was biting his inner cheeks, fidgeting with his fingers and doing everything to calm his nerves down.Today, he shall finally get a chance to explore the basement after the previous failed attempt. The keys were not the ones labeled for 'the basement'. It was for the kitchen."Gotta appreciate your intuition, dad. You thought I'll never find out about the lost secret of your family, but I will. I certainly will." Zayn mutters while staring out the window. The driver who drove for him looked at Zayn with confusion. He wasn't sure who he was talking to.Soon, Zayn is assisted into his room with his belongings neatly arranged. A maid was about to arrange his file folders when he stops her."Thank you, Janice. I'll manage myself from here." He says and drives her away. The set of files were a small little envelope he kept hidden. One fine da
[A/n: Please know that I believe in rebirth/reincarnations. It's a celebratory topic for me. So please enjoy my research skills haha!]Cassandra was in front of the sage, the old monk in the shrine. She sat cross legged when suddenly her head began spinning. She couldn't reason for this, it happened out of the blue.Then, like Zayn, she began seeing images."C-Cassie... I'm sorry..." the man covered in blood takes her hand. He kisses it softly. He doesn't move at all again.Her breath hitched as she couldn't figure out what that wide-eyed dream was about. The man looked so similar to Zayn, but he looked young and not as manly as the Zayn she knew. Also, the man called her the same way she was called, "Cassie...""Do you see something, dear child?" The monk asks her. She nods her head while tears began forming in her eyes. People who passed by thought she was having a really hard time. They found her weird to be crying out in public, that too in front of a sage."W-what was that...?" Ca
They've paced back in time. Cassandra gains her consciousness back in a very royal looking house. She wasn't bound to anything nor was she strapped or mutilated. "Saved..." Her breath was shaky. She looks down on her body.Suddenly, she grew an inch of boobs."What the fuck?" She thought her periods were close as she looked down at herself. The unfamiliar looking room held no mysterious devices. But she was concerned about Zayn."Zayn? Zayn!!" She runs out, not knowing her clothes weren't in shape. She wasn't wearing an underwear, or anything covering her legs at all."Zayn!" She cries, fear getting the best of her."Cassie!?" Someone's mature voice calls her. There was an argument between men and boys behind the wall. She couldn't figure out how big the house was, or at least what the house was at all.She begins crying, still unaware of the no clothes on her body."Cassie!?" The thundering of footsteps makes her cower in fear. She runs back to her room and peeps out to see the si
I could see a person jogging towards us from the corner of my eye. Of course, I didn't pay any heed to the person because it was immaterial. But as the person's panting was much clearer as he was getting closer, I widened my eyes. No...this is the worst possible scenario I could have been caught up into! "Cassandra..?" I stand up at once, looking at Zayn. He is panting, and he adjusts his spectacles before sighing. "Hey, Klarksman. What are you doing here?" Composing himself almost immediately, Zayn asks Mark who stands up as well."Just having a jog before going back to town, professor. What about you? This is such a small world, isn't it? I just bumped into her before you got to us." Mark says the truth. Zayn turns to look at me, and I nod...forcing a smile. It takes a few seconds for Zayn to respond as he says,"I agree with that. I was walking to my house and happened to see you both. Wanted to show up and say hello, but it seems like you're busy by yourselves." Zayn makes a sna
"What are you doing here, Mark?" I ask the man who tilts his head to the side. He looks around us as if trying to come up with an answer. "I hope this is a public space, haha. It's a park, if you didn't know that." He responds quirkily. I shake my head vigorously and repeat myself once again. "That's not what I mean— Leave it. It's ruined anyway." Defeated, I sit back down on the metal bench. "Oh...I sense trouble. If you want to tell me about something, I'm right here." Walking around me, Mark takes the space on the bench beside me. I keep staring at him. He takes his earphones out, stuffing them in his pockets. This young man has more patience than I could ever have. He waits for a whole few minutes before I speak. I explain the situation I am in. Of course, I didn't dare reveal his name. But Mark is now aware that I'm dating a corporate middle-aged man as soon as I turn 18. He nods his head, understanding my situation. "Have you...ever been in a relationship?" I ask Mark. Some
His eyes widen. I was right all along. He was feeling indifferent towards Mark since the day he met him but I never knew it for sure...until now. I cross my arms on my chest and glare at him. "Don't look at me like that. That is completely natural for me to feel as if you have clicked with Mark. He seemed to pique your interest. And honestly, you're not the only one, sweetheart. I mean, other girls look at him too—" I cut him off quickly. How dare he!? He realizes way too quickly and tries to control the damage he's done. But I was already scoffing at him, trying not to raise my voice. "Zayn. What do you even mean by that? Do you realize how that reflects on ME!?" He stands up at my words at once! He tries to approach me, but I swerve from his touch swiftly,"Don't touch me, Zayn. Do you think I would be attracted to Mark just like all the other girls? How could you even think I would have eyes for another man while I've been waiting for you for two fucking lives!?" I scream at him
"Who was that, darling?" A gasp escapes my lips as I turn around to see Zayn entering the room. His eyebrows knot together, he closes the door behind himself. "Did I scare you?" He asks, chuckling...uncomfortably. "No, not at all! I was on a call with my um...friend. The new guy from England in our class?" I ask, feeling the tightness in my chest as I do so. What is wrong with me?"Uh-huh. Mark Klarksman. He had a splendid academic record on his mark sheet. What about him?" I hear him say and watch him approach me as he speaks. He now stands in front of me, arms folded against his chest. "About him...nothing special. He wanted to surprise me for my birthday yesterday, but since I haven't gone to school..." My words started fading as I couldn't express myself well. I hear Zayn sighing. It makes me lift my head to meet his gaze. "Please tell me what he's told you on the call." Sounding annoyed, Zayn asks me."He...wanted to hang out with me today since he would be leaving briefly to
Cassandra's POV The atmosphere around the room wasn't as awkward as I had expected. That made me chuckle and lighten the mood all the more. I'm pretty confident that Zayn would be able to handle his cousin for having a loud mouth!"He's the troublesome cousin you were talking about, right?" I lean towards Zayn, who had just sat down and asked. He adjusts on his seat, sighing his heart away. That gives me my answer. "Oh, the bread is really good." I felt the bread melt in my mouth before I commented. "That is our chef's favourite sourdough bread. He's become an expert at that!" Zayn responds to me. "It's so soft and warm and moist. Oh lord, I've never eaten a more delicious bread than this!" I exclaim, but looking at Zayn's pervy face, I roll my eyes. "I know what else is soft and warm and moist, baby girl." I knew that was coming from his mouth. The breakfast concludes quickly yet I'm full to my chest! It was so fresh, scrumptious and nothing but perfection. Although, I leave Zay
Curse my blindness. Cassandra and I look at each other and back at the door. The man who just entered has seen my junk and everything! It was such an awkward position as well! "I think he's seen all of it," Cassandra says, dangling my spectacles in front of me. I wear it, bringing myself back to earth. Was it Ronan, perhaps? He's probably the only one who hasn't met Cassandra yet. And they're almost the same age as well. He's just one year older, or I suppose. "Don't bother. He's just your cousin!" Chuckling as she wakes up, Cassandra assures me. Suddenly, her body intertwined with mine as she got on top of me, naked. "The door is still open, might as well remind you," I say, watching her adjust as I hold her waist. "And I don't care, might as well remind you." Cassandra sassily repeated my words as a smile just couldn't help but burst into a smirk on my lips. I cover her back with the sheets, covering myself as well."I like this confidence in you," I say, letting her take my spe
Cuddled up in our bed, I see the woman snoring softly under my arm. Her head rests on my chest. She looks so peaceful...We haven't done anything that she didn't want to do. Poor Cassie. She fell asleep right after we made out. She didn't even wait until I came back from the bathroom with a wet towel in my hand. I will remember this night forever.Well, we are still virgins even after what we did. I'm nowhere close to disappointment, although I can figure out that Cassie would wake up feeling upset. I will reassure her with all I've got. Thinking about assuring her while still smiling from within is going to be tough tomorrow. There is one thought that is keeping me up right now. No, it isn't directly about Cassandra or anyone I am familiar with. It's the new kid. He has been in my head since forever. It has been just one day, admittedly, but the way Cassandra interacted with him had thrown me under the bus. It made me realize.. that fate played a mysterious game once again and is
Zayn's POV "Come," one hand under her head as the other extends out to call for me. I gulp, excitement rushing through my body and quite literally where it is exactly supposed to go. I catch her gazing down at my manhood, her smile falls quickly. "Don't worry," I chuckle and say, "Its not going to hurt." "It won't fit for sure..." She says, her expression being surprised,"I will make it fit." That's it. I sound confident and it assures her the way it would. My bed is considerably huge. As a tall man myself, I needed something which coukd accommodate all of me. Tonight is the night I've dreamed of quite literally every time my head hit the pillow. Im ashamed to share it as it is, but as a teenager, I touched myself violently every night, right here on this bed, thinking of what I'd do to HER. The love of my lives, with Cassandra. I lay stomach down on my bed, the scent of her body engulfing me from all sides. I take a shamelessly deep sniff, making her chuckle. "You smell heavenl
Cassandra's POV I gulp heavily. Tonight...I had finally turned 18. I am a legal adult! The night of our union is close as I could feel the tension between us. Zayn and I couldn't stop touching each other for the entire party. Of course, no one could have known about it since it was just us, in our little sphere. I lick my lips, staring straight ahead at Zayn. It is dusk for the party, the vibe is fading around the backyard of the prestigious Johnson estate. "Mom, have a stay here. We can go back to our house tomorrow morning!" I insist mom as she looks at uncle Alex. I know their love story. I was Cassandra Johnson in their timeline. Zayn comes up behind me and steals me away from my mother and potentially my stepdad! "Whoa! What was that!?" I ask, trying to catch my breathe. We ran thriugh the corridors of his mansion, the Johnson Estate suddenly seems bigger than I remember it to be. "Don't tell me anything right now, Cassandra. You're finally mine. I can call you mine now..."