Chapter 8 | Christmas Eve

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Cassidy's POV

I laid on my bed. Staring at the ceiling. Just thinking. Trying to process what happened. As I pictured Weston yelling I sniffled trying to hold back tears. Someone knocked on the door. My parents where out so it had to be Bree.

"Go away." I said.

"But it's Christmas Eve!" I heard Bree say in a sympathetic voice.

"Who care--" I got cut off by someone screaming. "Bree?!" I said.

"Cassidy let me in!!" She said loudly. I walked over and opened the door. She ran in and over to the window, throwing open my shades.

"TOO BRIGHT!" I yelled as I grabbed a blanket and jumped onto my bed. I looked at Bree as she stared in shock out off the window.

"Bree?" I questioned, "Whats going on out there?"

"Come here." She replied. I hopped off my bed and walked over.

"What is it I don't see anything!" I said anxiously.

"Look at Mario's house." She said with no tone.

"Yeah and?"

"Weston walked over there a few minutes ago. I saw him from downstairs. He just walked into their house."

"So who screamed?" I asked.

"Mario. His parents and sisters aren't home either. That means he's home alone." Bree said. We stood there for about 20 more seconds and then looked at each other. I could tell we where both thinking the same thing. we both bolted out of my room and down the stairs. I grabbed my shoes and put them on while running almost tripping in the wet grass. As we where running up the street we heard another scream coming from Mario's house. We started to run faster. And faster. We got to Mario's house and didn't even bother to knock on the door. We heard another scream come from upstairs. When we got upstairs everything was silent. Suddenly we heard something fall onto the group coming from what looks to be the guest bed room. We ran over and slammed the door open. Mario was on the floor clutching his side and his face was black and blue. I looked up and saw a boy with dark blonde hair with his back facing us.

"HEY!" I screamed. The boy turned around. It was Weston. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!" I said pointing to Mario. Bree went over and comforted Mario. "THIS ISNT YOU! YOU MADE YOURSELF A BLURRY FACE!"

"Cassidy no I didn't do this! I can explain! I swear I-" I cut him off

"SAVE IT!" I snapped. "I can't believe you let jealousy take over." I walked over to Mario and helped him up. Bree was on one side and I was on the other helping him walk. We took him back to our house. We set him down on the couch. We gave him a warm blanket since it was 40 degrees out side. We brought him ice and turned on Christmas movies.

"Mario what happened?" Bree asked.

"Well.."

Mario's POV

I finished telling what happened. Or wait scratch that. I finished telling them what I want them to know. 'They aren't ever going to trust Weston again. I'll have Cassidy all to myself.' I thought to myself as a smirk came over my face.

A/N cliff hanger😏 DEAR LORD HELP US. the next chapter is gonna be like WOAH. 😂 anyways Merry Christmas even though this chapter takes place on Christmas Eve but ya know. Hope you enjoyed reading! Oh also you should check out my other book 'Countless' LOVE YOU GUYS❤️

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