Chapter Eight

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( week later )
- Dean -

Cassie and I ... well.. you could say.. we've been distant.

"Still nothing?" my mom asked draining out her morning coffee.

"Nothing." Cassie said walking in with her soft pink rob, and her mess red hair in a bun.

"Mornin' sunshine," I said, pulling myself up in the counter.

She let out a groan, "Shut the hell up.." she was thinking. "Ugly."

I gasped holding my heart, "Ugh.. your words have wounded me,"

She smirked, "good."

I rolled my eyes. "Queen of bitches I see today."

Her mouth dropped as she got her coffee ready.

"Called it, I win." I smirked walking off.

- Cassie -

I flipped him off behind his back. His mom coughed.

"Excuse me?" I putting my spoon down and turning around.

"Nothing," she said.

"Yeah," I turned back around grabbing my coffee. "What I thought."

The door bell rang, and I walked over to get it.

"Ugh." I said.

"Hi Cas!" Madi walked in with Cole.

Why the hell was she always so happy.

"Hey.." I said.

"What's wrong?"

"Tired."

"You look like a frickin mess." Cole said.

"Don't you have some place to be Cole." I said.

"Oh damn okay," and he went upstairs to find Dean.

"What's up?"

"I'm really pissed. Dean doesn't care about me or Bri.." I wanted to cry.

"Awe.." She said.

"So what." I sipped my bitter coffee forgetting to put sugar in it.

She looked at her hand rubbing them together, "I-I.."

The door bell rang again,
I opened it.

"What the f-" I only said the f sound cause it was my mother, and deans mom walked over to the door.

"What the hell is happening here?" She said jumping in.

"Could you frickin not," I crossed my arms. "Thanks."

She gave me a dirty look, like damn get the hell out not your house. Bye.

"Who is this?" She asked.

"My mother! Could you leave me the hell alone?! If you have a problem with move out!!" I said walking to the kitchen, "And take Dean with you!" It was silent, until I heard soft footsteps coming towards me.

"Cassie?"

"What." I didn't care who it was, I just wanted to be alone.

"Honey.. what's the problem?" I turned to her starting to tear up. She opened her arms and I walked into them.

"Everything.. s-slipping away from me.." I cried, she rubbed my head.

"I.. w-wish.. dad and J-Jack were here.." I cried harder, I was a reck.

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