Taking Out A Player

Chapter 36

Cherry POV:

It's been a whole three months since Lassie been in the hospital. Seeing my big sister here really got to me. Everyone in my family have been depressed. During all of this, my dad and I finally mended our relationship back together. He said that he was sorry for the way he treated me and that he was just trying to teach me a lesson. I understood. I said sorry back to him. My dad and Lassie both had helped me to grow up and take responsibility for the things I do. I don't know why I acted the way I did back then. I guess the fact that my dad show favoritism toward Lassie kinda made me jealous and do what I did. Well, I can't completely blame them since I made those decisions. Lassie helped me even though I've done so much shit to her. I hope Lassie wake up. I need my big sister to help me in life.

I walked to Lassie's room by myself. My mom and dad wasn't here. This month was their anniversary. They had planned their trip six months in advance for a whole month to celebrate. They was about to cancel their plans when I convince them otherwise. They deserve to have a good time. I assured them that I'll call them if anything changes in Lassie's condition.

I walked into the room and saw a woman sitting in the chair. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know someone was in here."

The woman shook her head. "No. You're alright," she said.

I closed the door and sat in the other chair that was in the room. "So, who are you?" I asked. She looked kinda familiar.

"My name is Bre. I'm Lassie's friend," she said.

"Oh," I said as I realized who she was. "You're the other girl that got kidnapped with my sister."

She nodded. "Yea. And I take it that you're Cherry, Lassie's little sister." I nodded my head. "LaLa talked about you a lot."

"LaLa?" I asked, confused by her choice of my sister's nickname.

She shrugged. "While we were kidnapped, the guys there had drugged me. The whole time we were there, I had called her, LaLa, and the name stick."

I nodded in understanding. "Do you remember what happened that day?" I asked curious. My parents know what happen, but they didn't share too many details with me. I guess it was that bad or the details was unnecessary.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry. That day was a blur; I can only remember bits and pieces. You'll have to ask Carter if you want to know."

I knew who Carter was. I asked him too, but just like my parents, he didn't tell too much. I wish they would tell me. I'm old enough to be told things.

"When you get out?" I asked her.

"About a month and a half ago," she said. "It would've been sooner if those doctors didn't do all those test because Chase was overreacting."

I laughed a little. I spoke to Chase now and again. He was Gina's older brother. He was always worried about Lassie's and Bre's well being, especially Bre's. He said that he wanted to make sure that she was 100% recovered before leaving.

Just then, a knock came to the door, and a doctor stepped in. "Hello ladies. How are you all doing today?"

"Good," we both said. "How about yourself?"

"I'm doing fine, thank you," he said as he looked at his clipboard. "I have new information on Miss Lassie that I would like to share with the family. So if it's possible, I would like to have them in here."

"I'm her sister. My mom and dad are out of town for the weekend," I said.

He nodded and looked at Bre. "And you are ma'am?"