24TH DECEMBER, 2023It was a cold wintry evening. Framton Johnson was sat upon his brown leather swivel chair. His heart was heavy as a glass of cold aromatic whisky sat on his table. He takes a sip of the whiskey, closing his eyes to see visions of his lovely family once upon a time.Everything was so perfect.[FLASHBACK...]"Papa!" He remembers Cassandra was so frail and weak. Her strength were her brothers and no one else all until she grew up so wonderfully. The life of Johnson Family was the little girl, at the moment smiling and holding her hand out at him.She drags him to show the newly built beach castle. But it was long gone, buried under Louis's feet as they built a new big one."Papa!!" The eight year old girl begins crying holding her father. Framton laughs as the boys looked as confused as ever. "We- we were only trying to build a new better sandcastle for you, Cassie..." Nick says, instead of his brothers."I told you guys not to step on her castle. Now face it—" Alex
Maybe it was all a dream. Maybe his life was meant to be left incomplete.As he cuddled the picture of his children, his knees were collapsing. His face had a smile, one that lasted until his funeral."Nick... Dan... take over this company. I— I can't do it anymore." His last words were never passed on to the only two remaining Johnsons.The picture in his arms was broken down the middle. The crack disoriented Zayn's and Cassandra's faces through the crack. They weren't to particular about discarding the photo frame. No one was alive afterall.Yet, Nick reads the paper left on the desk of his father before his passing. It was as if Framton Johnson knew he was going to die of a heart attack. They say, Death never knocks on the door. But it does show its signs of arrival. Nick was forced to marry the woman he had an affair with. To claim the rights over the baby and not to get caught up in a scandal. For the best of everyone, Dan was sent away to Canada and Nick was never allowed to
AUGUST 14, 2022Zayn was lost in the timeline. He somehow knew it was 2022, the air was different and the calender in his classroom showed so. He was the only one who went to his college today, all his brothers and sisters were at home.He was perplexed, but he maintained his composure for the whole day unlike Cassandra. Still, he was shaken up by the time lapse and him travelling to the past because of the computer. He was most worried about Cassandra.He wanted to go back home, confirm that he sees Cassandra again. The Cassandra from his timeline that is.Although, when he first appeared at the corridor, suddenly spawning out of nowhere and none took the observation, he ran into the washroom and hid in one of the cubicles. He was swinging his body back and forth, thinking how he got into this new skin of his. This was supposed to be Zayn. He somehow looked exactly like his old self. Was he really Nick's son if this happened?How could he resemble his dead adopted brother this well?
The next day morning after having the best sleep of his life, Zayn and Framton drive in the limousine to the other mansion. Framton was set on meeting his children and spend quality time with them. He's come to realise how he almost abandoned them. Even if they are all grown up, they would still need his support from time to time as their father. Just his little presence is enough for his lovely kids to make their day lively and joyous."I'm home!" Framton's elderly voice calls. Zayn was hanging onto dear life with the immense amounts of bags that Framton insisted to gifting everyone. He wasn't assisted by anyone, since Framton ordered them not to."Whoa whoa, easy there." Louis comes to help his younger brother after hugging his father."Ha! That's his punishment for calling me a grandpa yesterday." Framton says, folding his arms over his chest. "Hey!~ You're still sour about that dad!" "Dad?" Alex enters, hugging his father too."Since when did you learn manners and began calling
The next day arrives. Cassandra was nervous about everything. She, neither does Zayn know anything from this timeline. Apart from each other's names and institutions and house addresses so far, they have no intellect about anything at all.Zayn was in his room while Cassandra was in hers. Both did not walk out of their room for the whole day.Cassandra however listens to her stomach rumbling. She's bathed and made herself clean and tidy. She felt more girly now than she ever was in her whole life. The life from her timeline.The truth was their family could not afford to buy her good girly products nor clothes. Louis sometimes made sure he stole a few clothes from his one-stands and gave them to his beloved sister. But she never appreciated him stealing nor did she want second hand clothes to wear for herself. She was a morally strong woman, but the present Cassandra of 2022 was the luckiest person she ever knew.Louis stood in front of her door. He knocked on it at 11:12 am and she o
Zayn pulls Cassandra back from slipping into depression. All her thoughts when combined made her realise she will be losing her brother.She was being selfish now.If she let's Louis, the present Louis die in the mishap later, her brother will be alive in her realm. That also meant she was agreeing upon her boyfriend's eldest uncle to die...It seemed cruel.To let someone die and claim the bond that has been existing in her life.Zayn was torn between her and about saving his own uncle. He wanted both of them to live. This has to be one of the toughest choices he has ever made.Then, he realizes that Louis's death is what gave rise to Louis who is her brother.If Zayn and Cassandra have to save their deaths... does that also mean Zayn and Cassandra of the future shall disappear? Does it mean, they have to adapt to this life of theirs?They refuse. Out of the blue, Zayn's hand was itching. The palm itching was irritating for him as his facial expressions change. He breaks the long co
Zayn dropped the phone in his hand. His hands hung to the sides of his body. Cassandra blinks at the phone that was cracked and lying half dead on the ground. The master of sex from 2057 takes a deep breath and turns on his heel. Thinking he was shocked, overwhelmingly much to leave his dead communication gadget scattered on the ground, Cassandra loses her determination to have sex with her boyfriend."Are you..." Before she could voice her opinion, asking if he won't fuck her, the man turns around and smiles. "Oh." Cassandra realizes when he lifts his hand, closing the door and bolting it from within.He comes back to her, holding her face with fondness."Don't you ever think of not trusting me..." he kisses her cheek, "I will cherish this moment forever." Says Zayn to his girlfriend. Blushing like a tomato, the virgin-by-experience sits on the bed while she removes her spectacles. Zayn purses his lips into a thin line, thinking how cute she was because she thinks that is how sex s
Cassandra felt a knot forming in the pit of her stomach. It was unsettling to know that the previous Cassandra was physically involved with Dan first, amongst the other brothers.In a few hours, the brothers along with Framton will come back and it will turn awkward quickly. Cassandra was predicting the future with her unstable heart. As she was getting dressed up, she sees the reflection of her lover in the mirror. He was behind her, looking at the wall and sitting straight as if he was given a punishment by his teacher."Hey." She innocently approaches him. A whiff of the scent of sex flows in the air as he turns his head toward her. "Yeah?""How do I..." "You don't have to think your brain out of this. Just say it was a mishap and it will never happen again. Trust me, he won't approach you again." Says Zayn to the girl, holding her tiny waist."Okay."The time was near and so was her anxiety to burst into a puddle of nervousness. Zayn watches them closely as she knocks and enters
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..."