(Gerard's pov)

I told the class to give me their stories. My brother handed me the story he did with Cassie. “What happened to Cassie? Where is she?” He asked me. He didn’t know anything about what happened yesterday in her boyfriend’s house, but that wasn’t what he was asking, he was asking about today, about why Cassie wasn’t here and I didn’t know the answer to that, but I wish I did. “Please, come back to your sit, Mikey.”

I wasn’t in the mood to teach some art to the students so I told them to do free drawing. Suddenly Alice came to my table with a worried look. “Teacher.” She said. “Call me Gerard, please.” “Okay. Erm… Gerard…” She looked where Kindle was and then to me. “What’s wrong Alice?” “Kindle is whispering words, I don’t know exactly what, and in her drawing paper she is just drawing a boy that I think it kinda looks like his brother, but she drew him dead. That’s not normal in her, I’m a little scared.” “Okay, Alice, don’t worry, she’s maybe stressed… can you do something for me?” “What?” She asked. “Can you ask her if she knows where Cassie is?” She nodded and went back to her table.

I saw they speaking after five minutes more or less, she came back to my table. Please, please, please, tell me she knows where Cassie is. “She said that she doesn’t know.” Fuck! “Okay. Thank you Alice, sit down.” What the fuck should I do now? I think I will go to Dean’s house after school, I don’t care what he told me yesterday, I am not afraid, I am older and stronger than him.

I finished all my classes and went out of the school. As I walked out I saw Dean there. He saw me and walked towards me with his eyes full of rage. “WHERE THE FUCK IS CASSIE?! HUH?!” “I was going to ask you the same question, why Cassie haven’t come today to class?” He looked even more angry, why the fuck was he angry? I am the was who had to be angry. “Don’t play with me Getard, When I woke up this morning, she wasn’t at my house. She is with you, doesn’t she?” I was about to answer him but he continued speaking. “I want to see her this night in my house, if she isn’t there, you would be in big trouble.” He warned and walked away.

If she wasn’t at Dean’s house, where was she? How can I search for someone without a clue? At that moment I saw Jazmin coming out of the school. She is her friend, I’m sure she has her phone number. “Jazmin.” She looked at me, probably wondering why I was speaking to her if we weren’t at class. “Can you please tell me Cassie’s phone number.?” I’m sure she wouldn’t say no, I mean, I’m her teacher, when I was her age I barely say no to a teacher. “Sure.” See? She told me Cassie’s number and I quickly called her but… she had her phone off. Fuck!

I went to my house and sat on my porch. Where does she could be? I know I only know her for one day, and that she is only my student. But I don’t know why, something inside tells me I need to protect her, she seems so fragile, and that makes her very cute… what the fuck? Where did that thought come from? It’s your student, Gerard!

That was when I realized there were some blankets on the floor of my porch. Probably Mikey leave them there, this kid always is doing strange things, so it didn’t look weird to me that he leaved some blankets on the floor of the porch. I took one of them to leave it inside the house and saw that there was someone laying there. “Cassie?

Notes

So there's Cassie