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Chapter Nineteen

Two Months. The excruciatingly long and painful two months. The two months after Lyle left Sweden, this happens to be the same two months Cass didn't say a word. No texts, no calls, no communication with Lyle, Nina, or William. Nothing.

These two months were more of a reformation period of time, where Lyle degraded slowly more and more into a pit of blaming himself. He kept his old habits such as self harm and trying anything to get his mind off of her. He couldn't.

He was scared and alone, he started focusing more on staring at the ceiling of his bedroom then going out into society. Nina was scared, her friend disappeared and now her other best friend was going into an unstable void of a mental state.

William was a bit worried, he hated to admit it but he felt bad. He just sucked it up and acted like he gave no shits, but in reality he cared.

Now Cassie hadn't said a word until March twenty ninth, exactly two months after Lyle left Sweden. Her account sent one single message.

[Ca?]: Hello.
[Nin]: Oh my God Cassie you haven't been on in so long what happened I was terrified!?
[Ca?]: Hate to be the bearer of bad news but I'm not Cassie.
[Nin]: what.
[Ca?]: Oh wow you lot don't really know what happened huh?
[Nin]: what the actual fuck happened answer immediately.
[Ca?]: Well first off I'm Cassie's younger sister, names Tierney by the way, second off some unknown shit happened when she was walking home and now both her legs are shattered, her lungs aren't looking too well, and she's been out of it for awhile now.
[Nin]: oh my gOD.
[Tier]: Yea it's not looking too well but I'm sure she'll end up well, alive is an exaggerated term lets just say not dead, yea that sounds pretty good.

The two continued talking for a bit before Tierney left promising to tell them how everything goes. Lyle didn't say a word, he saw the messages through notifications, he was shocked.
He didn't move, he refused to move, he couldn't move.

He sat still, tears streaming down his face. His thoughts went from one hundred to zero. They were racing then they just stopped. He stopped, for that second that felt like an eternity it felt like everything stopped, as if Cassie's disappearance and injury resulted in the end of the world.

After a second of nothing he sobbed, it was an awful choking type of sob that felt as if you could suffocate at any moment. Like any panic attack it feels like you're dying but this, this he couldn't tell if he was dying or having a panic attack. He was kneeling down on his bedroom floor sobbing hysterically, shaking, and not being able to think straight. He started to blame himself, the one phrase screeching over and over in his head like nails on a chalkboard, "ITS ALL YOUR FAULT."

He felt like he was going to throw up, which was a feeling that did happen as over the span of an hour he puked three times. He didn't say a word to anyone, as one hour turned to five he was still hysterical, in one single period of time he had managed to take his mental state from stable to unstable. He was a mess.