Cassie's Tale on Life, Love and Loss

Chapter 3

When I woke up it was 7:38pm, I couldn't believe I had slept so long. The most I'd slept since my mom died was around 2 hours, but this nap turned into a 5 hour slumber. Its so hard to think of her and not cry, but she always told me to be strong and never let anyone see me weak, because that is when they can get to take advantage of my weakness. Its still weird without her and now being here, I don't have anyone that I know well enough to talk to about things like this. I must just go mentally insane talking to myself.

I shuffled out of bed, shaking off the thoughts of my mother, because I'm not ready to deal with my grieving, and move towards my suitcases. I hung up some clothes and organized the shoes in the shelves in the walk-in closet. I moved to the dresser next to pile in the rest of the clothes. There were way too many drawers, I didn't know where I wanted to put anything. I looked up and saw myself staung back in the mirror and muttered the words You're okay. Once I was done I went to the bathroom to fix my terrible bed head and brush my teeth.

I crashed into the chest if a person towering over me, when I was coming out. I looked up to see Matt, the only one I could tell apart because he was the only brunette in the whole family.

"Oh sorry Cass, I was just coming to wake you for dinner." He said taking a few steps back.

"Yeah, I was just coming down. Thanks. Show me the way" I said and he turned to lead the way .

The dining room was exquisite, there was a beautiful chandelier hanging over the mahogany table. There was a bar to one side and a family mural on the other wall. I looked over to see Teresa plating the food through the window connecting the kitchen to the dining room. This house was so nice, its cool that Teresa is able to support herself and the four kids without any help. I mean she's not filthy rich like the Ramirez's and have a house in every state, but they're well off, better than me and my Mom were.

"Need help with anything?" I asked walking over to the stools at the window between the kitchen and the dining room, by the breakfast bar.

"Actually can you pour the drinks and set them on the table? That would be awesome dear" She asked printing the China cabinet and the refrigerator.

"Of course" I walked over to the cabinet and took out 6 tumblers and set them on the table, filled them with lemonade and by the time I was done, she was coming with the plates.

As if on cue, the boys began to file in from all directions and took a seat as soon as she laid the last plate on the table. Over dinner they all hammered me with questions about Maine, my old school, me, Axel even came up a few times when they asked me about my social life. Teresa saw me blush each time they asked about Axel and she changed the subject. That reminded me to text him and tell him how things are going, I really miss him, things would be way better if he was here with me. After dinner, I offered to help clean up.

Apparently, it was Saturday, and Saturday was movie night for the Lancaster boys. They dragged me with them in to the screening room in the basement and put on The Conjuring. Pity they didn't know I live for scary movies. But let's just pause and saw "damnnn" because they have a freaking screening room in their house, when they already have two living rooms. What more can they need.

The movie did manage to get a few shrieks and screams from Mike. We all laughed each time. After the movie I threw a piece of popcorn at him and as if there was a real ghost on him he screamed and ran out of the room throwing his bucket of popcorn up to the ceiling.

This might be fun, I thought to myself after I stopped laughing.