And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

~Two Years Later- Cassie.

as my best friend.

"Girl, I'm so glad that these stupid-ass classes are almost done," Melissa said with excitement through the other end of my phone. She and I had been friends for as long as I could remember, and though we had both been through some crazy shit, I was glad I had this girl "Yeah, soon we will be on to bigger and better things."

"Don't remind me," she groaned as I continued holding up different shirts to my body in front of the long mirror in my room. "I won't be able to make it without you."

Without me? Confusion settled in before laughter escaped me at her dramatic tone. "What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere but to college with you. Unless you plan on making it with some other girl. Which, I mean, I'm gonna need to know her name, so I know exactly who to fuck up later."

"Oh, my god, stop," she sighed. "You know what I'm talking about."

I did know what she was referring to, but it wasn't going to happen. "Nope, I'm going with you, Melissa. Stop overcomplicating it."

For the past few years, I had been excited with the notion I was going to escape my pack life to go to college with Melissa, not to mention how amazing my life had gone over the past two years-I had no intentions of doing anything my parents wanted me to do.

almost complete control-in my eyes as I stayed at the top of my class in all subjects preparing for an amazing life of full ride scholarships and future

no way I was giving any of that

my

that, you can't get

old and crazy. She has no idea what she is talking about. Now stop complaining and get your ass ready. I'm leaving shortly, and I expect you to be there when I get to school. "Fine, calm your tits, woman," she said. "I'll

friend was always the dramatic one out of the two of us, but without her, I wouldn't be able to move through the day like I did. "Better. Don't forget, it's your turn

make it forty

ya." Cracking a smile, I hung up the phone, shaking my head. So much had changed over the past few months, and thinking about how our last year of school was about to end, couldn't wait to move forward

muttered to myself, finally happy with the black gothic look I sported. My deep purple and pink hair was a huge contrast against the black skinny jeans and tight

ever-growing voices hidden within the deepest depths of my mind. I had done well

and I two years ago, my father Talon changed up the punishments Pollux and I usually

was the only

and while I trained with

the many other things she didn't approve of, but it was the one thing my father Talon