Risking It

Chapter 21: "They were like family."

Dedicating this chapter to someone who's been supporting me since the beginning @Hades_28

Seriously didn't even think tomorrow was Friday, thought today was Wednesday for some odd reason.

Enjoy!!

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Cassie's POV

I cried myself last night. Haven't done that in a while. Can you blame me? I was betrayed by Andrew and Derek, we were neighbors, our families were good friends, they were family. Well apparently I was the only one who thought it.

The Andino's treated me like I was part of their family and my family did the same with the boys. Derek treated me like I was his little sister, as for Drew, we were close enough that he became one of my best friends. Whenever my parents had to go out of town, I'd always stay at their house, not only because it was right across the street, but because my family trusted them. Now knowing the truth about my parent's death and why I was kidnapped changes everything I thought I knew about that family.

Just considering my feelings for Drew felt wrong, I suddenly felt guilty for hooking up with my parent's killer. It felt strange to even think about something like that. I wanted these feelings to stop, but I didn't know how or if I wanted to. I wanted to leave this place. I no longer wanted to be here. Not that I didn't before. The only thing holding me back was Drew. I couldn't understand if I still liked him or not, part of me was holding on and another part wanted to move on. If only I could make those two parts decide on one feeling.

Until I knew what I wanted, I did not have the sudden urge to get out of bed. In fact I was too upset to even move in bed.

I heard the door swing open. It couldn't be?

Chris walked into the room through the main door that was from the outside. How? I thought the only way to see each other was through the bathroom. Why is he suddenly entering through the main door?

He looked at me with a crooked smile and big eyes, "I had the habit of waking up and going to the bathroom outside my room. When I opened the main door, I realized the door wasn't lock and I looked around and I was standing in the hallway." He said filled with amazement. He waited for me to be amazed, but I couldn't share the same amazement. "Cass, we could leave this room." He said expressing the same excitement, "but we can't leave the house, I tried and we're still locked in." His excitement died down a little when he knew we still couldn't leave.

I just continued to look at him. He stared at me and then shook his head, "oh Cassie, I'm sorry. I forgot." He apologized. How can someone forget something like this? Well I guess he had nothing to do with it and I wouldn't want him to get involved.

I lied in bed while Chris watched as I poured at him. He frowned then sat on my bed, "How are you?" He asked slowly.

I began to frown when I saw him frown, "You were right." I sighed.

He furrowed his eyebrows when he asked, "what do you mean?"

"About falling for my kidnapper." I reminded slightly embarrassed.

"Let's not talk about that." He threw the topic out the window. Metaphorically, of course.

Chris knew when not to talk about things if I wasn't in the mood.

I rubbed my eyes. "How can they do this to me?" I asked in annoyance running my hands through my hair. "They were like family." I brought my hands to my eyes before tears started to fall. I looked to the corner of the room and started reminiscing.