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The Beautiful Ones	By : TaimaMarie Category: Individual Celebrities > Criss Angel Views: 1682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Michael was sitting on the toilet while Cassandra dabbed at his nose with a wet washcloth, gently wiping away all the dried blood. Neither one had said anything as the security guards had reluctantly let him in. She applied an ice back as his hazel eyes seemed to stare right through her.

“You look really nice tonight.” It sounded fake and rehearsed coming from him. Cassandra looked down at the red dress she was wearing; similar in style to the blue one she’d worn her first night. She touched the red flower pinned in her hair and shrugged.

“I’ve got to look nice to make a living.”

“So you’re what, a whore?” Michael spat. Cassandra closed her eyes and turned away, turning on the faucet.
“That was uncalled for.” He murmured a second later.

“It’s nothing I don’t deserve, I suppose.” Carefully she lathered up to rinse his blood off her hands. Michael watched her.

“So are you sorry?”

“Of course I’m sorry! Michael, not a day goes by that I don’t wish I could take that all back and think of some other way. You have to believe me when I say that I never meant for any of it to go as far as it did.” She spun around, hoping he would hear the sincerity in her voice, hoping he would see it in her eyes.

“Did you only love me as a joke, Cassandra? Was I just a joke to you?” her heart broke then, seeing the boy she had been with her whole life sitting in front of her, doubting her. She wanted to cross the room and hug him, stroke his sandy hair and tell him it was okay.

But that wouldn’t be right. She didn’t want to make him think she loved him.

“No! God, Michael, no. I just…” she leaned against the sink. “I didn’t want to break your heart. But I did. And I’m really, really, sorry. If I could have thought of a better way to do it, I would have. You believe me, don’t you?” she took a few steps towards him, wobbling a little in her heels.

“So are you done with this then?”

“Done with what?” she was confused. What did he mean? He rolled his eyes and sighed. Her cheeks flared. This was something he had often done when they were together. If she couldn’t decide what she wanted at a restaurant, if she wanted popcorn at the movies, if she needed help changing the oil in her car.

That sigh, that eye roll. She’d hated it, hated it from day one. But she put up with it. Never even told Michael that it bothered her. Why? Why had she let him think that was okay? Why did she let him treat her that way?

It hit her like a smack in the face. How many times his father given that look to his mother? How many times had he given the kids a look that clearly said his wife was dumb, and they should all just try and humor her? Those moments always made Cassandra feel hot at the back of her neck.

“Are you done playing dress up and parading yourself around with a magician?” He leaned against the toilet, looking smug. Cassandra clenched her jaw.

“He isn’t a magician. He’s an illusionist. And I’m not done because I’m not going back with you.”

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous.” He scoffed. “Of course you’re coming back with me. I’m not just going to leave you here in Vegas by yourself. Anything could happen.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been doing pretty well here in Vegas on my own. Don’t you think?” she added sarcastically. Michael narrowed his eyes for a moment. She was just grateful he didn’t know about all her nights hungry, sleeping in the car.

“Of course you are.” His voice was suddenly pacifying. “You’re a very strong woman, Cassandra. But don’t you think it’s time for you to come home?”

“No! Michael, that isn’t my home. Don’t you get it? You’re not going to talk me into it. I’m not going back with you. I’m never going back there.”

“Dammit!” he stood up, the ice pack falling to the floor. “You’re going to come home with me. You just can’t stay here on your own, and that’s all there is to it.”

“You don’t get it do you?” she scowled. “You don’t own me, Michael. And you never did.”

“You said you’d marry me!” he pointed a finger at her.

“I think we all make a few mistakes when we’re young, don’t you?” she snipped. He stared at her.

“You don’t know what you’re saying.” He grabbed her arm and tugged gently. “Let’s go, Cassandra. There are people waiting for you.”

“No! There is nobody waiting for me back there, because obviously none of you understand who I am.” She yanked her arm back, fire glowing in her eyes.

“Quit acting like a child.”

“Quit treating me like one.” She turned and reached for the bathroom door. Michael reached for the knob first.
“Criss!”

“Who the hell is Criss?”

“My boss. Now get out of my way, I have to go to work. Please leave and don’t ever come back here.” Even though she was shaking on the inside, Cassandra tried hard to make herself sound clam and collected.

“I’m not leaving without you.”

“Yes, you are.” Criss pulled the door open. Michael stared at him for a few seconds.
“And now I believe the lady told you to leave. Get out before I get security or deal with you myself.”

Michael glanced at Cassandra, and she saw his heart breaking in his eyes. But he only shook his head and stomped off. The two stood looking at one another for a few minutes.

“We’ll discuss this later. Right now, we have a show to put on.”
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