07. In my house

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Cara's POV

I glared at Gale for real. I even put on my b*tch face and everybody knows when I put on that face, hell is going to break loose. I went back to my room, wore my biggest sweater and put my biggest pair of sunglasses on my face. After a few minutes, I went down the stairs and saw Gale standing at the same spot of my house.

"Hey, wheres my phone." I said

He took out my phone from his pocket. I took it and walked pass him, heading for the door when he spoke.

"Cara, please listen to me for once, what you saw at the meet up was not true."

"What was I suppose to see?" I said sharply.

He took a step towards me. Like a magnet of the same pole, I took a step back.

"You need to listen to me, the reason I didn't come to New York once I graduated was to protect you."

"Protect me from what? Danny? He is in jail. Right I get you, you are held back by Danny, Do you like him?" I said and eyed him from head to toe.

"What no. I am scared of Danny, that I admit. But I was not treated by him, I was treated by Gus, the same guy that chased us ten years ago."

"Why are you here then?"

"Two weeks ago, I told him to get away from me and I was going to New York to work. He was gone after that, so I came here as quickly as possible."

I nodded and walked out of the door. I went to the bar that night, wanted to drink my anger away.

"One more Gin for me please."

A cup Gin was placed in front of me. I drank it down in one shot.

"One for me too." A guy said

I shot up and stared at the guy, he looked familiar.

"Who are you to sit beside me?"

"Yo, Hanson, its me, Caleb"

"Oh, Why the heck are you here?"I said and I felt drunk very drunk.

"To s.........."

That was the last thing I heard before collapsing on the counter.

-The next morning-

I woke up in my bed, wearing the same clothes as last night. I looked around and it hits me, I collapsed at the bar counter, why was I at home. I sat up and went out of my room, And that was when I saw him, Caleb Waters was in my house, sleeping on my black leather sofa. Oh.


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