The Worst Case Scenario // COMPLETED

Five

*A/N: This chapter is for my friend @plainandbeautiful who motivates me to continue.

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Sara Jay Palmer

I was hoping that Chase is absent today so I have to spend only two days with him. But when I saw him standing on his beat up car on the parking lot at school this morning, my hopes died with my faith of staying alive until Saturday. I gathered all my guts and courage to walk to him and approach him.

"Uhm. Hello Chase. I'm Sara. Mr. Catnip wanted me to-"what's with people cutting me off mid-sentence?

"That crackhead, really." He muffled and opened the door to his car. "Why are you still standing there?" I gulped as I saw his hands already on the wheel.

"But we have school Chase." I must be possessed that I opened the door and made myself in.

"It can wait." And he pedaled the gas forward.

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"What are we doing in a drinking pub Chase?" I asked him as he pulled the car into a stop.

"Hanging out. Maybe that could be useful for your work." He just smiled at me.

I followed him as he went inside. He's not even 18 yet. I tugged his shirt.

"You're not even eighteen yet." I whispered as I looked around making sure no one heard me.

"Just please shut up and observe." He yanked my hand away from his shirt and started walking to the bar. I sat on a nearby table, took my journal and pen and started observing him from afar. I was impressed when he finally had two bottles of beer on his one hand while holding a glass on the other. His eyes scanned the room and smirked when our eyes met.

"You want one? Here's a glass." He pushed the glass in front of me and I just stared at it.

"Cat got your tongue?" I swear his smirk is starting to irritate me. "I was told to shut up."

"Obedient are we?" and he clanked the beer bottle on the glass in front of me chugging it down like its water. I just stared at him as he ordered his fourth bottle. I am really curious what kind of family Chase have. The only rumor I heard during my whole stay in highschool is about him being dangerous. That's it. What makes this blonde boy with striking green eyes dangerous? I was about to open my mouth when a girl with lustful eyes and extremely enhanced proportions walked towards our table.

"Chase. You're here baby." She sat on Chase's lap as if I'm not there.

"Oh hey Darla. I'm kinda busy right now." He smiled gently pointing at me.

"Oh who is she? I bet I'm better." She started kissing Chase's neck in front of me. Worst case scenario is that they pop out babies and I have to go home in the middle of the day.

"You're always better." I may or may not know if she is better but by the sound of his voice, he is awfully drunk. "Wanna go to my place?" Oh god she is dry humping him in front of me. Jesus please save me. God. Oh god.

"Not now baby. Maybe tonight?" he winked and she stood up leaving one last kiss on his lips. I wanted to say how disgusted I am but I have to keep my mouth shut. Mason said he is dangerous and I don't know to what extent so it's better if I say nothing.

He finished his seventh bottle and his out. Like literally knocked out. I should bring him home. I poked his arm testing if he is really knocked out. And after several tries having no reaction, I decided to reach for his wallet to pay for his bottles. I must have looked really pervy and awkward when I was poking the sides of his pocket looking for money. And Chase is not like any other guy I now that keeps their wallet at the back pocket. He keeps his on the side and I was extremely embarrassed when I have to reach his well-deep side pockets. It's a good thing he is sleeping like a rock that he won't see how red I am right now.

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Since I don't know where his house is, I drove to mine knowing that I would be alone. My parents, being both scientists, were always out of the country doing research, conducting conventions, seminars and etc. which leaves me to my sixty year old nanny who happens to be at her niece's wedding.

I literally dragged his dead body to the spare room across mine and push him on the bed. Now what? I missed school, brought a drunken boy on my house and now what? I decided it would be best if I stay home and change clothes.

I decided to make spaghetti for lunch, which led me to messing everything in the kitchen. A disgruntled Chase walked towards me, one eye open and the other is closed.

"What happened? Why am I at your house? Did you drug me?" I wanted to laugh at his questions but I decided to plaster a calm face and kept stirring the sauce.

"You brought me to a drinking pub, drank beer, made out with a girl, drank more and pass out." He didn't look surprised at all. Maybe it's a normal thing to happen for him.

"Who was the girl?" What the bloody hell? He can't remember who he was making out with? I shouldn't be surprised at all.

"I think her name's... Danya, Dana, Da-" "Darla?" "Oh yeah that's it." I opened the cabinet but having a hard time reaching the bowl. Before I knew it, Chase was standing behind me, reaching for the bowl effortlessly and handing them to me.

"T-thanks." My face is betraying me. Why am I even smiling? He just smirked at me and went back to his seat.