Queen Of Disaster < LAB RATS>

Sweet Like Cinnamon

"I trusted you. And...I still just can't believe it!" Chase finally speaks from the silence. He's standing guard alone, and as easy as it is to overpower him I prefer having somebody to talk to. "I've never said I was this perfect role model, okay!? I screwed up!" I yelled back throwing a glare at the end. His stern face falters and an unsure expression flashes before chase looked down. "I could've saved you, abby. WE could save you." He mutters solemnly before trailing off.

The history between us is definitely an... awkward kind of circumstance, but at least he's talking to me again. "If you had the choice I had, you'd be in my position, too. I heard about the avalanche, and you saw Douglas. You helped him." I said, but it sounded more like a question. "What happened? Did I do something wrong have I...?" He harshly whispers, stopping himself as a tear drops to the ground. At first, I'm taking aback. He's actually crying for me? Why? What I did was my choice, not his.

"You did NOTHING wrong, because there's nothing wrong with you. Me? I'm an incomplete mess...a criminal. You said it yourself!" I drifted off, elevating my voice slightly. Tears began to form in the corners of my eyes, and I bring my knees closer to my body. "I miss talking like this." I blurt out softly. Chase chuckles, wiping the tears from his eye. "Me too." There's another moment of silence, before I crawl closer to the cage. "It's over, isn't it?" I spit out bitterly. "I'll be sent away and I'll have no one all over again..." a feel a hand on my own, looking up to see chase smiling at me. "You don't have to be alone." He says with a familiar tone. A tone that feels me with this dreary feeling. It almost reminds me of...damn.

".... Marcus."  Chase pauses, and instead of the sad bitter chase from before, he just smiles. "We almost got through to each other, huh?" He says in a hazy kind of tone. "Yep. We almost did." I fall to the ground to stare up at the ceiling. And surprise, surprise it's a blank empty space. I missed being outside. At least I had a breakthrough to him. To us. It reminded me of something I used to have before and after Marcus. Something chase had been building up in me after these months.

Hope.