2 The one that understands me

As the stars gathered on the sky the moon shinning down on me creating a depressing setting. Seeing as the moon was my only source of light it was quite depressing. I was currently in my room looking out my window sitting on my desktop. After what happened outside in the afternoon I locked myself in here to let them have fun and celebrate because I was not in the mood. The sky looks good tonight, compared to last night off course. I love how the moon can change phases and still be full again. It gives me hope, maybe my phases are not as fast as the moon's phases but I know that I will be full once more. No matter how much time it takes.

*Knock, knock..... know, knock, knock.*

Someone was knocking on my door and recognising the rhythm I know it's Charlie. Standing up and and unlocking the door making a clicking sound Charlie took that as his signal to enter my room.

"Wanna talk?" He asked.

I just shook my head left then right. Charlie sighted and switched on the light -making my eyes sting a little- and sat on the floor.

"Bella is worried you know, she was crying. I think it's safe to say that she regrets what she did, but that's besides the point. You do not have to do that to yourself you know, and you know exactly what I'm talking about Cass. If only you could see yourself in the eyes of someone else you would see what I see, what mum and dad see's... what Bella see's." He said looking straight into my eyes. "Star's look small when we gaze at them from the earth's surface right?" He asked smiling, as I nodded in agreement."But they are bigger than you'd ever imagine." I chuckled at that.

"You must be one of the most softest boy I know." I said chuckling as I move from my desktop to sit next to him on the floor.

"But I'm not just a regular boy Cass, I'm your brother. And you're my sister." He said smiling.

"Yeah, it's a bummer right." I sighed jokingly.

"Whatever looser." He said rolling his eyes. "Want some grapes?" He asked holding up a bag that I did not see him holding.

"I'd love some, thanks." I said sitting next to him on the floor.

"Let's eat!" He said with a huge grin on his face. I took two and plopped one in my mouth." You ready for school tomorrow?" Charlie asked as he took out another grape from the bag.

"Not really." I said quietly. I will never be ready for what awaits me there.

"Well, you have nothing to worry about. I'll be right next to you." He said bumping his shoulder with mine, as I chuckled at his words. There's nothing he can do though. To stop the words they say, absolutely nothing. We do not have the same class unlike me and Bella.

"I'm serious Cass." He looked serious this time, I wanted to believe his words but there was something in me that did not want to. So I just nodded, stood up and closed my window and curtains. He is just trying to look out for me. Charlie took that as his signal to leave.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning, goodnight." He said looking at me.

"Goodnight." I said as he walked out and closed the door, I locked it and want to bed so I can sleep.

I hope tommorow will be a good day, for once.

*6:30am:

*Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep-*

I switched off my alarm clock and got out of my warm sheets and made my bed.

Took my school uniform out of my closet and put it on my bed then I grab a towel and went to the bathroom across the hall to take a bath.

Mornings are always boring. I do the same thing like a programmed android, no emotion involved whatsoever. I'm not sad nor am I happy. I feel nothing to be honest and that's a familiar feeling because I feel it everyday when I wake up and go to school, then suddenly that feeling will be replaced with fear, guilt and confusion. It will fill like I'm dreaming. Like I'm not there at that particular moment.

Do you sometimes feel like that?...

No?...

Just me?...

Well I always knew that I was a little weirdo so it's cool.

After taking a bath I went back to my room and put lotion on my skin and got dressed. Taking a hairbrush and brushing my hair back so I can do a low ponytail and look representable.

I took one glance at myself in the mirror and well I was good enough I guess. I did my best people, and today I did not have anymore energy to put in more effort.

After getting dressed in my uniform I pavk up all the stationary that I'll need at school and zip up my bag.

"Cassandra, honey come eat your breakfast before we run late." My mum said behind the closed door.

"I'm coming." I replied audible enough for only her to hear, I quickly tie my shoes and sling my bag on my shoulder.

I open the door and walk to towards the kitchen.

Well you and I both know that I won't be eating breakfast so I won't lie to you and tell you that I am. As I walk the little voice in my head reminded me.

'Be prepared for hell.'

And that is the fear kicking in. I am never going to be prepared. How can you be prepared for the most unpredictable things that might happen to you?

There's not much I could do. I just have to brace myself for what might happen because anything can happen.

I'm afraid of what might happen though, I am not the strong kind. I am too emotional, too weak as they say I am. But Charlie does not think I am weak at all. Charlie does not see me as a weakling. Charlie is always there to show me the positive things in life.

He is the one that understands me, even when I don't utter a single word.