Biting on her inner cheeks, Cassandra thinks of a thousand and more ways to convince her mother to meet up with the old man.
She knew her mother would refuse the offer even before the words came out of her mouth. Ravine was hell bent upon never meeting the man again, a promise she’s been trying to keep for 37 years already.
Kicking the crackhead out of the car, Zayn and Cassandra drive off to a remote location.
The girl unbuckles her seat belt, gazing at the man with her hooded eyes.
Zayn watches her with a sultry expression, she opens the door to walk to the backseat.
“You’re joining me or what?” Zayn scoffs.
Taking his shirt off, the girl yelps in surprise when he jumps towards her, crawling over the jockey and ruining the few settings of the car.
Cassandra was pampered with kisses all over her body as she tried to reach for his boxers. He was consistent in prying her hands off his body.
“I’m warning you for the last time, Cassie.” His voice rides an octave lower than normal. Cassandra takes a deep breath in, she suddenly straddles his waist and begins to hump his body.
“Oh fuck…” the man couldn’t hold himself back. Even if it was Cassandra in her 17 year old body, she should technically be 19.
“Cass- Cassie…” he moans her name, warning her for the last time.
“Cassie!” Suddenly, he loses his temper.
“I don’t… want to go to jail. Okay? Just a few more months.” The man held her by her arms, stopping her once and for all. Knowing that their mood for make out crashed down the stairs, they go back to their positions as Zayn makes a u-turn.
He observes her timid silence.
“Babe, I’m sorry-”
“You don’t have to apologize for anything. It’s me. You did tell me to stop but I…” Cassandra says, disappointed by her own self for making him act that way.
“Thank you. It’s okay.” Zayn affectionately caresses her head, tapering his hand down her hair as he couldn’t hold himself from feeling her soft hair.
“Give daddy a kiss, baby girl.” He uses his cursed voice to control her as Cassandra turns towards him. Leaning towards his face, she smiles into the kiss gently. Zayn felt like walking on clouds. Her velvety texture of lips were mimicry of the softest texture on earth. Her lips were so full and juicy, he felt as though he was sucking on soft gummy worms with the chapstick flavor on her lips.
“I’m going to start to smell like you.” She says, parting from the kiss.
“Oh yeah?” He smirks, driving again.
“It’s a bad thing, Zayn. Mom almost caught me last night when I came home smelling like saliva and a man’s cologne.”
“Shall I gift you the same cologne as me then?” Zayn laughs when the girl hits him with her bag.
“Well, I think I have something in mind.
Can you arrange a trip to my house with uncle Alex?”
“Um… but how do I ask him to come to your house with me? Knowing him, he would probably refuse to make the first move.”
“That rowdy ass… he was so daring before mom showed up in his life. Ugh.”
“Grandpa’s influence. Also, Christopher is a great guy.” Cassandra lifts her eyebrow up.
Her lips suddenly curve into a smirk upwards,
“I think I got this,”
****
It was a Wednesday evening.
June 26th was supposed to be the after celebrations of the summer Christmas at Cassandra’s house.
The girl cleverly takes her mother for shopping as they purchase a couple of things before heading back home to celebrate.
“Thank you for the gift!” The girl thanks her mother over the dinner table.
Alex and Zayn with Ronan were stationed outside as Zayn and Ronan remove the air from the front right tyre and the back left tyre.
Giggling to themselves, they give their uncle a high-five as they walk towards a specific house.
*Tring Tring!*
“Who’s out so late?” Ravine questions at the odd timing of the guest. She observes the wall clock to see it was around 9pm.
“I’ll go-”
“Stay here.” Cassandra widens her eyes as she sees her mother carrying a baseball bat that was around the corner with her, she hides the bat behind herself, checking the people through the creak of the door as she opens it slightly.
“Alex? And… Mr. Zayn?” She looks out at the three men guiltily standing outside the door at her doorstep.
“Hi, Ms. Ravine. Um… our car broke down and we have nowhere to go.” Ronan says, smiling cheekily at the end.
“You live at the Johnson Estate, am I right Ronan?” Ravine says. Zayn bangs his fist on his head as the sharp sound makes her feel sorry for the young man’s head.
She didn’t know that Zayn was trying to rewire his malfunctioning brain.
“Actuay, half of it true, Mrs. Ravine. It was my mistake that the car was punctured and there are no shops open this late. We also received an announcement of an acid rain in the area soon. We couldn’t stay inside the car, so…”
“Yeah. I’ve heard that too. Well, come inside.” She allows the four men to walk inside the house.
Cassandra messages the fake rain team on top of her roof.
Christopher, Aurora and Carla stood on the roof as the signal from Cassandra was given to them.
Christopher holds in a laugh behind his hand when the machine was turned on.
Uncle Louis was sitting in the fire truck, having borrowed it for the night as the engine started.
Ravine looks around in thought.
She believed in their fake radio announcement that Cassandra played for her little skit.
“Mom, look! It started raining already!” Cassandra cutely announces as she looks over the couch.
“Close the curtains, love.” Ravine instructs to the girl who cutely salutes and runs around the house to close all the curtains.
[Good job, uncle Louis!]
[U r wlcm dear. We have to marry your mother to my bro, and I know you want a papa like Alex]
[Thank you for participating uncle Louis TT love youuu]