Taking a Chance | The Selection Fanfiction [NO LONGER UPDATING]

Chapter 18

Chapter 18:
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Cassandra

I leaned out of my room, and took one last peak at the dark hallway, making sure there was no guards, maids, or worse, selected, roaming about. I couldn't get caught meeting with him, and I had no excuse to be out of my room either. I held my breath, and quickly walked down the hall, not looking back. My shoes patted against the floor, and I nearly forgot how it sounded to wear normal shoes instead of heels for once.

I galloped down the stairs, taking them two at a time, and took a sharp left turn. I saw the door behind the staircase, where he'd instructed me to meet. I stopped. My mind was working too quickly for me to process, and all I could think of was "what if this was a trap?". I knew deep down that it didn't make sense. He wouldn't throw me out for loving her...right?

I shook my head, and gathered up my courage.

You are strong, Cassandra. I chanted in my head.

I opened the door.

He was standing in the middle of the room, pacing. The door squeaked, echoing in the large space, and he finally turned. Light washed over his tan face and made his honey blonde locks shine. I let the door close softly behind me.

The room was sparsely furnished, and was obviously an afterthought in the interior design process. There were mostly empty bookshelves against the wall, and an old arm chair shoved in one corner. Facing the bookshelves was a long sofa which accompanied the dusty coffee table in the center of the room.

"You came." I blurted.

He looked up from his daze, and his chocolate eyes met my own. He smiled.

"Of course I did." He said, and gestured for me to come closer. "What did you want to talk about?" He asked.

I sighed, avoiding eye contact. I had never talked to anyone about this before, much less Sam. Sam and I had become close friends over these past few months, and the more platonic our relationship grew, the more I realized that I might have to leave. But I couldn't leave. I couldn't leave her.

"Sam, I know this is a lot to ask of you, but please just hear me out." I begged.

He eyed me skeptically, but nodded for me to continue.

"Please, don't eliminate me." He furrowed his eyebrows, but I spoke again before he could interrupt. "I know you're probably thinking of who you need to eliminate next, and I realize that our relationship ship is purely platonic, but please please don't eliminate me." I pleaded.

He still looked confused. "Cass, I wasn't planning on eliminating you, you're a very good friend, but can I ask why you're so dead-set on not being eliminated?" He asked.

"I'm in love with her." I said. His eyes widened.

"Wait... you mean you're in love wi-"

"Yes." I interrupted him.

He started to pace. "Wow, um... I mean, I knew you were lesbian but you're in love with her?"

"Yes." I admitted. "Please, just don't tell her and please keep me around for as long as possible, just so I can be around her. We both know I may never see her again if I leave."