I woke up with a massive headache and my whole body felt battered. I looked around and I see Devon his head on my hand sleeping at the chair beside my hospital bed. I moved my hands and he stirred from his slumber. He looked at me and sat upright and held my hands.
"Cassidy, baby, you're awake..."
I looked around and asked, "Where am I?"
"You're at the hospital, you were in an accident", Devon said to me solemnly."I don't understand...I remember lying down on my bed and...and there was Hannah." I said, my voice quivering.
"No baby, you hit your head pretty bad, you were banged up, you must have been dreaming. Hannah is gone...just take a rest." He said as he went up and pushed the button to call the nurse.
As the nurse went in, I saw my parents come into the room, they were all talking, discussing what to do with me next. My mom and dad were hugging me, but I can't get myself to listen. I know that what happened
A few hours before I snapped my mother's neck, she was reading my letter that she found in the drawer of her nightstand as she scrambles to find her sleeping pills. She has not been sleeping. Our last meeting unnerved her so bad plus the fact that I had Matthew slipping LSD into her drinks every day. I told Matthew that was the plan, we would make her go crazy and that was the end of it. Little did he know I wanted something more. I couldn't tell him that being that I was Cassidy when I last talked to him. She thought she's going crazy, she locked herself in her room and drank more and more as she could not find sleep, she would drink pills to help her but the nightmares keep on coming. She sat on her bed, hands shaking she opened my letter and read: Dear Mom, I don't know where to start. A million thoughts are crossing my head and I do not know if I should get to the point or should I mention first that I loved you? I loved you so much mom, but you never
As I went down, I saw Matthew in the living room. He looked up and his expression is grim."Where are you going mom?" he said."Well, I figured I needed some fresh air. I've been cooped up in my room for so long, I cannot let myself waste away you know..." I retorted imitating Lucy as best as I could."Wearing that?" he looked at me up and down. He smirked."Well, I have a date." I blurted back."Mom, seriously? It has not even been a month since your daughter died and you are going on a date?!" Matt said."I'm wearing black aren't I?" my God I sounded just like her, I thought to myself."Just another normal day for Lucy Johnson eh? You never change..." Matt snapped.I smiled and went near him, "You should try going out, it looks like you need it more than I do." I said to him, trying to hide the tug in my heart that I feel whenever I see how heartbroken Matthew is with my death.I hurriedly went out and drove to Car
Daddy, I feel weird as I say this to you because come to think of it, you were never my father. I never had a father. I've written to you several years ago. I sent you an email asking if I can meet you, but you never responded and now I'm writing to you from my grave. Seventeen years and you never reached out to me. Did you even attend my funeral? Did you at least shed fake tears? Do you know how many days and nights I prayed that you will show up at our doorstep and rescue me from the hell I was in? I was 10 years old when I learned the truth. To tell you honestly, I've always felt off, I know there must be a reason for Brandon to hate me so much and why my mom has never shown me any tenderness. I wish she could have told me sooner. Had I known I would have done everything I could to get help, because Brandon raped me when I was 9. He did it almost every day, when he got so sick and died it was the best day of my life. But you see, it's not just about knowing
The blinding lights of the hospital hallway of the hospital are giving me a headache. Damn this body I am in, I feel weak right now. This must have been because Lucy is dead. I really need to get ahead of this possession thing. I'll research this later but for now, I will see Cassidy and toy with her for a while.As I reach Room 515, I see Cassidy sleeping and Devon stood up to greet me. I fight the urge to hug him and kiss him. I need to remember that right now, I'm Mrs. Johnson."Hi, Mrs. Johnson." He said sheepishly, he's still ashamed of what he has done to me that he thought my mother Lucy would even care if he broke my heart, she has broken it a thousand times and now I'm dead and she's dead and I've possessed her body."Hello Devon, I came here to bring flowers." I gave him the vase with a dozen of white Callalillies on it. It's a bit dramatic, but I find it funny, I know Cassie's smart, she will get the message. These flowers symbol
I woke up from the ear-splitting scream of my nurse. "Oh right, Lucy," I thought to myself as I lazily scratch my eyes, the sunlight coming from the window hurting my sleepy eyes. The nurse looked at me horrified and I pretended to be confused."What's happening?" I said."That woman," the nurse said pointing her finger at Lucy.I looked at her and let out a gasp. Lucy was sitting down in the chair her head bent up, mouth open and eyes wide, looking into the endless oblivion of death. "Mrs. Johnson?!" I shouted trying to make myself sound like I was in a panic. "What happened to her?" I said to the nurse. She seemed to have calmed down. She went near her and checked her pulse. "She's dead." said the nurse and hurriedly went outside to ask for help. As she was exiting my room she bumped into Devon with Cassidy's parents behind. "What's the matter?!" my father said worried but the nurse ignored them and proceeded to run to their station. Devon and
"And so it has began," Garrett thought to himself, drinking coffee while watching the television for the news. Dozens of reporters can be seen right outside the mansion of the Johnsons, a clip shows two cadillacs speeding past the crowd and inside the gates. The cars were chased by a group of reporters but they were met by security personnels all wearing black suits and immediately closed the gates. He smiled at the sight admiring his handywork, he could almost taste victory. He put his feet up at the center table in the living room and spread his arms open resting on the couch. He leaned to get his mug and take a sip of his coffee once again when a familiar face pops up, the news says "Found Dead inside a room in St. John's Hospital." He dropped the mug and it hit the marble floor as it shattered to pieces and coffee spilled everywhere, staining his crisp white sofa and cream colored carpet. He was stunned, he hurriedly grabbed for the remote and turned up the
"Oh, hey Matt." Devon suddenly appeared by the door with a bunch of flowers and pizza. I can smell that it was Hawaiin flavor. I hate pineapples on pizza. Damn. But Devon's arrival couldn't have been more perfectly timed.I smiled at him and said "Hey baby, is that Pizza?! Oh thank goodness, I'm already starving, you know how hospital food tastes like.""I know, and since you have been feeling better I know you'd want something to eat so I brought your favorite." he said."Thanks baby, good thing also that Matthew was still here to keep me company. It was so nice of him. Would you like to join us Matt?"Matthew looked at me intently and said, "No thanks, I better go meet my sisters at the house, they must be panicking right now."I looked at him straight in the eyes and said, "When I get out of here, we should probably hang out and catch up.""Yes, I would like that." Matthew said solemnly. He stood up and tapped Devon on the sho
It has been 3 days since I was released from the hospital if it were for me, I would have walked out the second I got Cassidy's body back, but I need to play a part. That part right now is to look like a dutiful daughter trying to get better after a horrific accident. I need to stick to being Cassidy and not let anything slip, especially right now that Matthew is convinced that I am me. News of the Johnson family Scandal is still wreaking havoc on my family. Our vineyards are closed, sales massively went down as people boycott our products. Day by day Garrett's plan is happening and leaks of a negotiation to sell with my family emerge. I just wait on the sidelines, waiting for the perfect timing to end his life. I want him to get everything he wants only to die a terrible death, a lonely one, he will die alone and unhappy, just as I did. My thoughts were disturbed by the knock on the door. It must be one of the servants checking up on me, I thought to myself. "Come i