Cause this is South Africa [A Caspar Lee Fanfiction]

Chapter 34

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Caspar cursed to himself as he stood at the large wooden door in front of him. To think that out of all places, he would stand at the house that he had once called his home. How long had it been since he had been the one behind the door that he had once hated so much? The blonde took a deep breath, "This is for K.C" He repeated to himself as he searched around.

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Caspar could feel the hot summer sun burn his face as Caspar walked down the street awaiting new directions. It had been 27 hours since K.C was taken and Danny decided to play "goose chase". Caspar felt his anxiety set up on him as he wiped his sweaty palms on his pants.

The blonde felt his phone vibrate as he quickly checked the screen. The final checkpoint that Danny had explained making a total of 5. Sickly enough they were all places that he had dreaded as a child.

The chase first started with his mother's old studio, where he was forced to spend hours learning instrument after instrument, all just to impress clients. He remembered all the harsh lessons that he had lost so much sleep from and outbursts his mother would have for pressing the wrong keys.

Caspar then ended up in the local luxury hotel that his parents favored so much for parties and business dinners. It made him laugh when he thought of how many times he was constantly threatned to be on his best behavior, all because of his family's image.

The places got worse and worse as another place consisted of his old prep school in which over time had eventually closed down. However to Caspar the horrible memories there remained despite the barren plain that was once the school yard. He remembered the many times he had to defend himself from all his classmates that constantly bullied him, or take his bag out of another puddle that someone had thrown it in. He remembered the first time he had taken a beating from the local kids for having nicer clothes than they did , or sometimes for the special treatments his teacher gave him because his father's status.

The more familiar each place became, the more Caspar could those reched emotions that kept resurfacing. The fourth place ended up to be one of his father's old headquarters when his company was at its peak in success. The building was now empty but remained in fairly good shape, with its brightned new coat of paint and clean silver windows. It was nothing compared to the many skyscrapers his father now owned all over the world. Caspar didn't even bother stepping inside. It made his blood run cold thinking about what happened that day.

Caspar remembered standing with his brother in front of a large black polished desk. He remembered the distinct coffee rings that stained the outer corners of the desk, outlining important papers and files. He remembered the day his father explained the need for a successor to the company. That day when Charles never talked to him again because of the choice that his father made. Not that it was his fault. His father's choice surprised even him. Unfortunately Charles had taken it differently. Caspar couldn't remember the last time he had called his brother by his first name. Weeks after his father's decision, Graham Lee became Charles Lee.

The blonde shook his head. The whole building itself was a whole new collection of memories on its own.

Caspar turned around, and walked down the street. "As far as possible..." the boy muttered to himself. This whole chase was bullshit. Caspar felt his hands clench into tight fists, as he grinded his teeth. Danny was messing with his head.

"This is all for K.C." His mind repeated. "It's all for her."

Caspar suddenly felt his phone vibrate, in his pockets as he quickly grabbed it.The final place and it was all over.

In the heat of the moment, The blonde didn't recognize the address until he was at its front steps. It was his own house.

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