Moving Back Home

Chapter Nine

A/N: I realize this chapter is shorter than normal. However, I wanted to take the time and write a little more about Dean and Cassie in their past. This chapter should explain how their relationship fell apart. And hopefully clears up a few questions I've been asked recently! Thanks for your support guys! Here's a Jonah pic for fun! Glad you like the story :)

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My friends were all talking about homecoming as if it were the biggest thing to happen to this town. I tried my best to ignore them, and let the sun rays hit my skin in peace. We all found sitting outside the cafeteria was much more entertaining than listening to the gossip of the other teenagers for an hour. It wasn't like I wasn't excited for Homecoming but I wasn't one to find something I've already done twice with someone to be fun. Homecoming was like any other dance except you dress up and take pictures with your boyfriend who's actually dressed in something other than worn blue jeans and a T-Shirt.

The first time I went to Homecoming, I was extremely excited. The football team had been on a winning streak and I got to wear Dean's extra jersey and cheer him on. The next day, I dressed in a light blue dress and got all dolled up for him. His speechless expression filled me with joy as he watched me watch downstairs. We danced for what seemed like hours, and stayed out until dawn just talking about our future. The next Homecoming was just like that as well.

I wanted to be excited about this Homecoming too. However, Dean was avoiding me. A few weeks ago we had sex for the first time and after that he got very possessive. I had gotten used to all of his concern and very irritating texts. Then a week ago he just stopped. The only time I've been able to see him was at school, which he barely even notices me then. My stomach has been upsetting me lately too. I can barely keep anything down. And with Dean suddenly acting this way, well it definitely didn't help at all.

My mom and dad naturally knew about everything. I never kept secrets from them. They knew that Dean and I made love. If I should even consider it being that. I wanted to drive over to his house and ask him what I did wrong, however every time I drove over he was gone. Bailey had been acting weird with me lately too. It was like she was keeping something from me too. And that girl couldn't keep a secret even if it killed her.

It's my mother who mentions I am late on my period. I swear the woman knew my cycles better than I did. My heart literally stops when she hands me a test. Her eyes were filled with concern while she clutched onto my dad, who clearly was fighting the urge to drive over to the Henderson's house and cause hell. I head into my bathroom and follow the instructions. You just pee on a stick and wait a few minutes. Sounds simple enough right? That was before I saw the two lines appear boldly on the test. Shit. What did that mean? I look at the box. Oh god.

It's positive.

I think my parents handled it well. My dad cursed and toss around stuff for a little bit, and my mom held me as we sobbed. A few hours later we sat at the kitchen table and ate dinner in silence. Yeah, homecoming could kiss my ass now. I had worse concerns.

"You need to drive to see him," Mom utters as she picks some food up on her fork.

I know she's right but I still tell her, "He is being a jackass right now. I don't want to see him."

"Honey, your mom is right," Dad says with a mouthful of food, "Go there now, or I will."

That was enough to convince me as I pick myself up from the table. I roll my eyes at them before grabbing my keys and taking the car. The drive was quick, I really didn't know how I was supposed to tell him about it.