Chapter 12: In The Sand Dunes

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Enjoy the One Direction song on the side. I watched their movie. They're adorable!

CHAPTER QUESTION: What do you think about Dave and Dianna as Alex and Cass? Like it? Or not?

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One slight glitch on my Get Cass Back Plan--I'm homeless without a car, money and phone on hand. Therefore I'm still stuck in the hospital, sitting on uncomfortable plastic chairs. My ass has been cramping for hours now.  

I don't even know how am I gonna find a freaking Belgian restaurant! I mean who can even come up with that kind of lie?!   

It was always so easy. But right now the two most important things in my life are gone. Was it really just weeks ago? How can my fears come crackling down in so little time?   

I should start thinking of lies to cover up my previous ones. When did I become a freaking Pinocchio! I subtly touched my nose--checking if it hadn't grown from normal size. I'm stupid. I slumped on the uncomfortable plastic chairs, resting my head on the wall.   

Cass and I have a lot to talk about. Like for one, why the hell did she move out of our apartment? I can think of some reasons why she would have but I refuse my brain to think about it. Her moving out seems so final. What if she doesn't want to get back together? What if this is her way of telling me she's moved on those three weeks apart? Oh man that's quick! I just feel my hope sag.   

Don't even get me started on the murse. Did Cass already told him that we have broken up? It seems like no one in the hospital knows about it so it's unlikely. No! I refuse to think that Cass have moved on with that murse. It's not possible to develop feelings for someone that quickly. Anyway, Cass isn't that type of girl to have a rebound. Or isn't she. Damn it! Brain stop dropping into conclusions!  

Alex, concentrate on your short term problems for the moment. How the hell am I going home and how the hell will I magically make a Belgian restaurant appear out of nowhere?  

I look around the hospital. I'm sitting in one of the lounges by the entrance. I can practically see people coming in and out of the building.   

I see a woman on a wheel chair cradling a baby in her lap while a man, her husband I suppose, wheels her out. They both have smiles on their faces. Then there's an old lady just coming in with a perpetual mournful face. I'm betting her husband has been confined in the hospital with a few days left to live. Hospitals can be one of the saddest and the happiest places to be. Ironic isn't it?   

Then a woman in blue scrubs, seems like a nurse, breezes out of the hospital.  

"Cassie! Where are you going?" A male nurse in horrible pink scrubs called out to her. Wait, Cassie? Cassandra? I stood up immediately, following their retreating figures. What the hell happened?  

When I have made my way out of the building, there was no sign of Cassandra, only the murse standing out. I made my way to him, furiously if I might add.   

What was his name again? Pedro? Ryan? Peter? Yeah Peter Cummings.

"What happened? Was that Cassandra that just stormed out?" I asked him without preamble.   

The murse didn't expect to see me. And chose to glare at me instead, ignoring my question.   

"Why do you care?"  

"Look, it's a simple question requiring a simple answer. Just freaking answer the fucking question." I can feel my blood boiling. My suspicion was right. He knows that Cass and I aren't together anymore.  

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