Kassidy POV
I walked through my front door around 6:30, I wanted to give Killian some more time to rest so I left a little early. My house had a different feel to it after not being here for 3 days it didn't even feel like home anymore. My Dad walked out of the kitchen and smiled.
"You're right on time, Pizza just got here." He said.
"Awesome." I said and smiled at him and followed him into the kitchen. I grabbed a slice of pizza and put it on a plate before sitting down at the table across from him.
"So how did the dance go?" He asked.
"It was good." I said.
"Your date must have been a bigger deal than you said he was considering that giant hickey on your neck." He said. I almost choked on my pizza.
Fuck. I forgot about that.
"Uh.." It was all I could manage to say at this moment.
"So I'm just going to assume that you weren't at Ruby's this weekend...unless there's something else you'd like to tell me." He said.
"No.. Dad..Um.."
"Its okay Kass..I'm not mad." He said.
Am I fucking dreaming?
"You've been really happy lately and after the last couple of years, Its good to see you smile and mean it. I just wish you didn't think you had to hide your boyfriend from me."
"Its just complicated Dad. I want you to meet him, I really do but you have to understand that its not possible right now."
"Did he give you that ring?" He asked gesturing to the promise ring on my finger.
"Yes." I said and smiled.
"So things must be pretty serious. How long has this been a thing?"
"November." I said.
"And you...are being careful right?" He asked.
"Yes Dad of course." I said still surprised by how calm he was being about this.
"Do I at least get the boys name?" he asked.
"No I know you you'll be running a background check as soon as we finish dinner." I said and laughed.
"Can you blame me...After Dylan.."
"Hes not Dylan, Dad.." I said.
"Well you dated Dylan for 3 years before he showed his ugly side." He said.
"I know but its not like that this time. I promise.." I said. "I don't want to talk about Dylan. Okay?"
"Okay. I'm sorry." He said. "So I was thinking this weekend, we could take a trip to New York. You could see some of your old friends."
"Sure that sounds fun Dad." I said and smiled.
"Great, I'll book the hote-" He started to say but was cut off by the sudden sound of shattering glass as something came through the kitchen window.
"Get down!" Dad hissed. I quickly ducked under the table. Dad knelt down and looked at me. "Stay here, stay quiet and don't move until I say so." He whispered. I nodded. He stood up and I listened closely as he walked around the kitchen broken glass crunched under his shoes. I was too scared to even breathe. I heard the back door open.
Dad...what the hell are you doing??
I thought that maybe with all the good things happening lately, that my streak of bad luck was finally broken but that clearly wasn't the case. I moved slightly trying to see what was happening and put my hand on a piece of broken glass. I bit my lip trying to suppress a scream. It felt like eternity before Dad finally came back in.
"Its all clear, you can come out now." He said. I crawled out from under the table.
"What is going on??" I asked.
"I can't say for sure...Kass your hand!" He said and took my hand looking at it.
"I accidently put it down on a piece of glass.." I said.
"I'll be right back." He said and walked away probably to get his first aid stuff I walked around the kitchen trying to sweep the broken glass into one pile with my boot. There was a brick laying on the floor in front of the fridge. It had to have been what came through the window I bent down to pick it up. Dad came back with his first aid kit.
"I think.. someone was trying to send you a message." I said and showed him the brick that had "Murderer" painted on it.
"I should have known this was going to happen." He said and sighed. "Come here so I can clean your hand up."
"What do you mean?" I asked and put the brick down on the counter and walked over to him. He opened the first aid kit and took my hand in his pulling out the piece of glass with a pair of tweezers ignoring my question.
"Dad.." I said. "What do you mean you should have known this would happen?" I asked again.
"Honey, don't worry about it." He said.
"A brick just came flying through the God Damn Window Dad. I'm gonna worry about it." He wiped the cut on my hand clean with an antibacterial wipe.
"Well, good news is I don't think you need stiches." He said and started wrapping a bandage around my hand.
"What. is. going. On?" I asked getting irritated now. He sighed.
"I've been getting letters in the mail, death threats from someone David and I are trying to identify. All of them call me a murderer and all of them say to watch my back." He said. I frowned.
"Why can't people just leave us alone?"
"I don't know. But don't worry about it. We are working really hard to find out who is sending them."
"Okay...but you know me. I'm going to worry." I said.
"I know, But we've got it under control." He said. I looked around the kitchen
"This is under control?" I asked.
"This, wont happen again. I'll make sure to have someone stationed outside the house but to be extra safe, I want you to stay at Ruby's when I am not home. Okay?"
"Sure." I said and nodded.
"Why don't you go do your homework while I clean this up?"
"Okay." I said. "Just.. be careful." I said before walking out of the kitchen and up stairs to my room.
The next morning, I was getting ready for school when my phone chimed.
Killian:
I'm taking one more day off. Please don't terrorize my substitute. Love you.
Me:
No promises. I'll miss you today. Love you too.
School had been long, and boring. Ruby was also home sick after catching it from Killian and I. Luckily Emma and Belle were here or else the day would have just been horrible. The Sub in Killian's class, didn't seem to have any idea of what she was doing, so she just sat at the desk and let us do whatever. Killian would have had a stroke.
"So what happened to your hand?" Emma asked.
"Oh.. someone threw a brick through my kitchen window and I accidently put it down on broken glass." I said.
"Wow, you say that so casually as if its not a big deal." Belle said. "Are you okay??"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Something bad happens to Kassidy Cole, it must be Tuesday."
"Well it is Tuesday." Emma said. "That must be why my Dad left last night."
"Yeah he came over for a little to help Dad investigate." I said. "Someone who is upset about Dylan's death has been threatening my Dad."
"That sounds pretty serious." Emma said.
"It is, but my Dad is trying to play it off as no big deal. I'm actually really worried." I said and sighed.
"It will be okay, They are good at what they do. they will figure it out and stop it." Emma said and smiled.
"I hope so." I said my phone vibrated on the desk.
Killian:
How's it going?
Me:
Fine. I guess.
Killian:
Aren't you supposed to be in my class right now?
Me:
I am. But.. we aren't doing anything. The sub said to do whatever so I'm talking to Emma and Belle.
Killian:
Where do they find these people??
Me:
I don't know, but I like her.
Killian:
You would.
Me:
Feeling better?
Killian:
Come over after school.
Me:
I'm taking that as a yes?
Killian:
;)
Killian POV
I stood in the kitchen loading the dishwasher when I heard the front door open.
"Honey, I'm home." Kassidy said. I grinned. I knew she was just being silly, but it was something I could get used to hearing.
"In here, love." I said. She walked into the kitchen and smiled at me. I looked down at her bandaged hand and frowned. I shut the dish washer and walked over to her taking her hand.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Its nothing really." She said.
"I know better." I said.
"Its a cut, Killian its fine." She said. There was obviously more to the story.
"How did you cut it?" I asked. She sighed.
"Broken glass. Some crazy dramatic bullshit happened at home, and I just don't want to think about it for a while. Okay?" She said.
"Okay, we can talk about it when you want to talk about it." I said. "Just tell me if everyone is okay."
"Yeah. Dad and I are fine. So actually, he uh noticed the little love bite you left on my neck." She said.
"Ouch.. how did that go?" I asked.
"He...was oddly cool about it. He knows I've had a boyfriend since November and that things are serious. Hes noticed that I've been happy and just wants me to be safe. He...wants to meet you. But I told him it was not a good time." She said.
"Technically he's already met me." I said.
"Yeah, I know But I don't know how Hes going to react when he finds out that you are my boyfriend." She said.
"Well, in time love." I said. I knew she wanted to tell her dad the truth, but I also did not want to get shot in the face.
"I know." She said. "After next year, it wont matter who knows. I wont be your student and you wont be my teacher."
"Exactly." I said and smiled. "Its not that far away. Just one more year." She stood on her tip toes and kissed me.
"I missed your scowly face in class today." She said.
"I missed you too." I said.
"Oh yea?" She asked and started unbuttoning the buttons on her navy blue school shirt. I ran my thumb along the lace trim of her black bra and smirked.
"Yeah." I said.
"Show me." She whispered.
We laid beside each other, catching our breaths. Kassidy rolled over and laid her head on my chest sighing.
"Wow." She said.
"Yeah." I replied and ran my hand through her hair. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at me.
"Wanna do that again?" She asked.
"Again? Where the hell do you get your energy?" I asked
"I drank a red bull with my lunch today." She said and smirked. I grinned and pressed my lips to hers.
The door bell rang.
Not. Now.
"Its probably just someone trying to sell you a vacuum." She said. "Ignore it." She said. I nodded and leaned down and kissed her chest.
THUMP THUMP THUMP
Who ever it was at the door was persistent. I groaned and rolled away from Kassidy.
"I better see who it is." I said. "I'll be back." I added and picked up my clothes from the floor and put them before leaving the room.
This better be damn good.
I walked to the front door and opened it.
"Hello brother."
I cringed.
"Liam.." I said.
Not good. Not good at all.