iv. kill the fucker

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FALLEN HEROES
:: iv. | kill the fucker


Cassie and Ben were whispering on their way out of school. They were talking about Will and how everything was weird. They asked and asked questions but the party wouldn't tell anybody anything. Cassie was growing annoyed, but not that annoyed because she had other things on her mind.

Apparently her dad was getting worse by the second and there was nothing the doctors could do anymore.

What was worse is that she had no one to talk too about this. There was Ben and hilarie but Ben was too wrapped up with the party and well . . Cassie thought hilarie wouldn't care about her personal life.

She hadn't notice that she drifted from Ben to her locker while she was lost in her thoughts. She was consumed with thoughts of her father, family — hadn't even notice hilarie standing next to her until she felt a pinch on her arm, which hurt.

"Ow!" Cassie exclaimed, "What the hell?"

"Oh, you are alive." Hilarie's smile faded into a more serious expression, "What's going on with you?"

Cassie was putting in the combination to her locker, "Like you really want to know."

"I do, cass. It's your dad, right? How is he?" This was a completely new side of hilarie that no one has ever seen, not even Cassie.

Was she on drugs?

At least that's what Cassie was thinking.

"How do you—?"

Hilarie shrugged, "I'm not oblivious to things. I know you don't want to talk about things with me cause I'm a bitch all the time but I'm here, ok?"

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