<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Alfred, Erica<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Penthouse<br/><strong>Music: None<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br/></strong><hr/><br/><br/>Cassidy was speechless for a moment. Erica was right...to an extent. She did do this to hurt them. Both. Maybe it was out of habit. She had spent years in the Camarilla and was use to lying and deceiving to get what she wanted. But the only thing she couldn't get was someone who actually loved her.<br/><br/>Now, ironically, she had lost someone who could have loved her. No strings attached. Cassidy had a hard time letting anyone close, or to show any vulnerability. Instead of apologizing she growled. She wanted to scream, and cry and rant about the horrible truth..........She hated what she was.<br/><br/>But her pride won out and she straitened up and took a few steps back. "If you want him, fine. Take him. But don't come fucking crawling to me when he breaks your heart, or dies, or ends up fucking someone else. I'm done being your shoulder to cry on." She turned away quickly and stormed off away from Erica. She had had enough of her for one night.