chapter thirty nine

So typical of Robin to leave me stranded in here. I finished her segment with ease, sectretly plotting how I’d get back at her for this. She was probably off somewhere with Cliff goofing off, as I should have been doing.

“Cass, how’re you holdin’ up?”

“Hillary! Aren’t you supposed to be at home dying?” I laughed.

“Robin’s exact words,” she smirked. “You two will be the death of me.”

“No we won’t,” I assured my friend. “Speaking of the devil, where is she?”

“Oh, she left to run a few errands for Dave a while ago. I’ve been in Dave’s office for nearly twenty minutes now.”

“And here I thought she was slacking off with Cliff.”

“Well, when Dave asked her to go, she was doing just that,” Hillary laughed, then coughed. “Ouch. I have to stop laughing.”

“You should, otherwise laughter will be the death of you, not me! So, what brings you here?”

“I picked up my check, and I wanted to see how you made it through the day.”

“I made it OK, except for an incident with Marc this morning.”

“I heard about the skateboard,” she snickered, causing me to laugh as well.

“He’ll get his though,” I assured her.

“So what are you doing tonight?” she asked me.

“I dunno. Charlie mentioned something about going to the Gaslamp Quarters for diner earlier. Probably just that.” I replied, grabbing my stuff off the floor, getting ready to head out of the studio.

“Sounds great. I’ll walk you to the parking lot. I’m on my way out, too.”

“K, thanks.”

“Not a problem. Oh, can we stop by the lounge first? I forgot something in there.”

I stopped in my tracks when she mentioned the lounge. AJ and Nick. They were still there. How could I have forgotten them?

“You’ve been in the lounge today? So I guess you met my friends.”

“Who? No, I went in there when I first showed up and left a bag there, but the place was empty. There wasn’t a sould in there. Oh, now that I remember, why is Marc calling you a pop princess?”

“Long story,” I answered, rolling my eyes. Marc just didn’t know when to stop. “So no one was there?”

“Should there have been?”

“No. Not really. Let’s go.”

We went into the lounge and, just as she had said, it was empty. They left without saying goodbye. I expected that much from AJ, but not from Nick. I deserved it, though. How could I have been so rude to them earlier?

Out in the corridor, we poked our heads into Dave’s office to say our goodbyes.

“have a good night, cass. Hil, I need to check something with you real quick.”

“I’ll meet you outside,” I told Hillary before taking off to the front doors. I said goodnight to Terry, the secretary at the front desk, and pushed open the double doors. I was greeted with a cold gust of air, and an odd grouping out in the parking lot.

There they all stood; Nick, AJ and Robin. All standing beside my car. How did that come about?

“Robin,” I began as I reached my car. “What’s going on here?”

“An intervention, if you will.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong, Robin.”

“We both know you did,” she continued. “And if you’re too stupid to see that you have, which you are, then we’re intervening and showing you ourselves.”

Robin. Damn her. She hadn’t gone to run errands. She had been with these two the entire time, and Hillary had been an accomplice. I had to hand it to her though, she did know me like no other person ever had, and she was showing it right now. I was angry with her suddenly, for not being forward with me, for sneaking behind my back and plotting away with those two. I knew though, deep down, that no matter how pissed off I was, sooner or later -- most likely later -- I’d thank her. But if that girl thought she was going to boss me around in this aspect of my life, she had another thing coming her way.

“All right,” I agreed.

“All right?” Nick questioned, his eyes wide. “Just like that?”

“No, not ‘just like that.’ If you want an intervention, I can tell you right now you’re not gonna get it unless it’s on my terms.”

“I knew there’d be a catch,” Robin sighed. “What now?”

“First, it’s not an intervention,” I began, looking Robin right in the eyes. “You, my good friend, got way ahead of yourself in taking the liberty to talk to these two. Second, I work in private. You’re gonna have to take Nick back to my place. Charlie’s home, she’ll know what to do.”

“Is that all?” she asked, eyebrow raised questioningly.

“No, that’s not all. You and me, we’re not finished. I’m going to deal with you later, because you can bet I’m beyond pissed that you would go to this extreme. I may thank you for it in the VERY distant future, but right now, I don’t think I can be responsible for my actions if I hang around any longer.”

I turned away from the trio and opened the door to my car, throwing my stuff in the back. I turned back again and directed my attention to AJ.

“So are you coming, or not?”

I watched as he resisted a smile and, saying goodbye to Nick and Robin, walked toward my car. With one final glare at my best friend, I turned the car on and sped out of the area.


Robin laughed once Cassie’s car was out of sight. She knew her friend would react the way she did, and despite everything she had said, Robin knew she had been right. Cassie may be angry with her now, but in the end, she would end up thanking her.

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