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Chapter 16

Cassie's POV

I wiped the few tears that were still running down my face.That was a very emotional moment for me.

After we left the hospital,nothing was the same.Chris and I never spoke a word.Even at school.People would question our behavior.When everyone found out why we were so glum,they tried to give us pity.Honestly,I didn't want anyones pity.I just wanted my mommy back.

I believe dad took it worse than me and Chris combined.He would walk around the house glumly.At times,he wouldn't eat,sleep,shave,shower.Oh yeah.That was noticeable.Going to work was hard for him.Sometimes he would go for a full week,which was pretty rare.Sometimes a half a week.Not so rare.Sometimes not at all.It continued until he just stopped going all together.

Cue the sadness.

Within time came more sadness.Within this sadness came depression.Within depression came alcohol and within alcohol came the abuse.

Yeah no need to get into details about that.

I shivered at the thought.

Or maybe it is because I'm sitting on a soaking wet bench while Im drenched with freezing rain?

Whatever.At this moment,I couldn't care less.I don't wanna catch a cold,though.Maybe I can--

"Cassie?"

I looked behind me to see Brandon standing there holding an umbrella.

"Oh my god!Cassie what are you doing here?!"

He walked in front of me and I lowered my head.

"Cassie look at me."

I shook my head vigorously.Sometimes I can be stubborn.

"Stop being stubborn,Cassie."

See?

I shook my head again and started to cry.Ugh why am I still crying?Am I that emotional?Maybe it's that time of the month....

Brandon closed the umbrella and sat it down.In a matter of seconds,he was drenched in water.

He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around my body.I clutched his already soaking t-shirt and sobbed.I couldn't help it and just cried over and over.Yeah I think it is that time of the month.

Brandon rubbed my back and pulled me closer.He sat us on the bench(well he sat on the bench while he pulled me in his lap) and whispered sweet things in my ear.He stoked my hair at the same time and I had to admit that it felt....calming.I hid my face in the crook of his neck while I continued to sob.I'm most certainly sure that it's that time of the month.

"Let's get outta this weather,ok?"Brandon whispered in my ear.

I didn't exactly trust my voice at the moment so I just nodded.I crawled off his lap and stood up.Brandon stood up and grabbed my hand with his left one and his umbrella with the other.It was still slightly raining,but just enough to get a dry person soaking wet in ten seconds.

Whoa could I sound any more like a pervert?

We walked-or should I say ran-towards Brandon's car.Once there,Brandon opened my door and threw the umbrella in the backseat after climbing into the driver's seat.He started the car and we were off.

After about 15 minutes in the car of an silent car ride,Brandon pulled into my street.

"NO!"

Brandon slammed on the brakes,causing me to hit my head on the window.