Chapter 31: :"not a day passed us by that we weren't worried."

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Sorry for the late update, but I hope this extra long chapter makes up for it! :D

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CASSIE'S POV

I barely slept since Drew didn't come home since he left and I was worried that maybe he had gotten into some trouble. I laid in bed staring up at the ceiling constantly thinking about what could happen when Drew and his parents meet.

It was 5am when Drew sneaked back into the room, I pulled my blanket to me and watched as he went into the closet and pulled out a shirt to change from his blue shirt to a gray one. I felt really bad for Drew, he spent most of his life running and hiding from his parents to only go back to them in the end, but then again I totally envied him because he had parents to go back to, he had someone to call mom and dad.

I just couldn't get over that frown on his face.Drew turned around when he noticed me staring from the mirror, "Hey," he smiled, his smile couldn't fade the frown that was on his face. I smiled in return, "it's early." he muttered.

I laid on my side, "Couldn't sleep." I countered. He sat on the bed next to me moving a piece of my hair from my face.

He placed his hand on my forehead before he caressed my cheek, "You should sleep." He kissed my forehead.

He tried to get up, but I grabbed his hand, "you should too." I noticed the dark circles and exhaustion, he nodded and moved to the other side of the bed. I rotated my body and rested my head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me protectively. I loved being in his arms, protective, like this.

I looked up at him, "are you okay?" I asked when I noticed the look of distraction, he stroked the side of my arm.

He kissed the top of my head. "I will be." He muttered, "I will be." He said again quietly before his voice trailed off.

I decided to put my trust that he will be and get some sleep.

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DREW'S POV

We stood in front of the house Cassie remembers to be mine. I wished I could remember if this was the house I grew up in as a kid, but the memory was faded and didn't look familiar as much as the street did though.

When I looked down the street a memory surfaced, it was of me and Cassie running down the street with Derek trying to keep up. I couldn't understand why I suddenly had the vision, it came out of almost nowhere.

I snapped back into reality and noticed Cassandra looking at whatever was behind us. I turned around and saw a house that looked similar to the one next to it. That must've been where everything happened, the death of Cassie's parents, the fire that I supposedly started.

I looked at Cassie and she just stared blankly at the house. The current house looked brand new, like you couldn't even tell a house burned down there almost a decade ago. "Is that where it happened?" I couldn't even imagine how she could feel, to be back where her family was taken from her, where she had to start all over.

"Yeah." She muttered.

I looked up at the house once again and I saw it. The firecracker crashing through the window, the vision left and all I saw was the new house. I looked back at the ground and thought about what I just saw, I couldn't believe it, but then when I looked up at the house again I saw the house in flames and people surrounding the house yelling in fear, I then noticed a younger version of Cassie running out of the house yelling about her parents before the vision faded away. As the vision went away, I looked back at the house and suddenly felt dizzy.

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