And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

"Cassie..." Knocking on her door, I turned the knob and walked into her room. The white drapes bellowed from the window, blowing through the open window. The twinkling night sky glistened from the balcony where the moon shone upon the world.

It was just like her to leave it open all the time, claiming the fresh air helped to enhance her creative ability. Gazing around the room, I took in the clothes scattered about her unmade bed and littered dresser of makeup and jewelry. "Cassie?" I called out again as I looked around for where she could be. The softness of her voice called me towards the open balcony doors.

"No, I'm coming, god. Just wait for me."

As soon as my hand pushed back the drape, she quickly hung up the phone and spun to look at me. Her dark brown hair hung in waves over her shoulders as the same celestial blue eyes I once held looked back at me. "Hey, Mom." "Cassie, who were you on the phone with?" Raising a brow, I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. She was up to something, and even though she thought she was smarter than me, she wasn't.

"Oh-just Melissa," she replied quickly as she pushed past me back into her bedroom. "She wants me to come over to her house tonight."

"She does, huh?" I smirked as I watched her move around her room. She seemed to think I was stupid regarding her acts of rebellion. There was no way she was simply going to stay at Melissa's house, especially during homecoming. There was definitely something else going on. "So, you're just going to go without asking permission?"

Shoving a few pieces of clothing into her backpack, she stopped with a sigh and looked over her shoulder at me. "I already asked daddy, he said it was okay."

"Oh, really... which daddy did you ask?"

With wide eyes and a disgusted look, she scoffed, "Why do you have to say it like that?"

the truth," I replied with my hands on my hips as I stared at her. "Cassie, do you think I'm stupid? Do you honestly

not doing anything. Just going to Melissa's and hanging out for the night since she is like, one

usual MO. She would sit there and pretend she was disgusted with the mention of

Cassie

I didn't understand why she had to be difficult, but my mother told me all the time it was just a

surged through me at her tone. "You need to watch how

tone, and with a sigh she crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm sorry I just don't like how you act like this to me, but Pollux can do whatever

soft pitter-patter

in her hand. She was only a year younger than the twins, and while they had a particular way about them, Raya was more of a mother hen, making sure her younger siblings were

check at all times.

child quite often capable of telling me exactly what I wanted to know. Glancing back over at

doorway into the hallway, watching as my dark brown-haired

"Yes, ma'am."

went tonight? I can't seem to find him, and he was supposed to take Dillon to practice