What A Catch.

Chapter 58

Pov Casey

I wake up suddenly. I sit, bolt upright. Crap. I must have fallen asleep in the car.

Im lying on top of someones sheets, wrapped in a blanket.

The room is so white that its almost blinding.

I stand up and shuffle towards the door, my dress crumpled against my thighs. As I wonder down a hallway I straighten out my hair and face.

I end up at a large door that I push open quietly.

Peaking my head around the door I see everyone eating.

"Whats cooking?" I ask, approaching the table.

"Eggs... They were though... Do you want some of mine?" Patrick says when I sit down next to him.

"Im okay thanks." I reply politely. "I feel a bit ill."

"So whats happening with us?" Beths asks, I suddenly remember where I am and who Im with. I straighten my back and try to look presentable.

"You can stay as long as you want." Pete says, mainly at Beth.

"I have no reason to stay so ill leave in a week." I say.

"Make that two weeks?" Patrick says.

"I can deal with that." I try to hide my blush.

"Beth, we need to get your stuff." Pete says, putting his hand on Beths shoulder.

Beth sobers up, nodding.

"When do you wanna do it?"

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow it is then."

She sighs a bit, suddenly sad. She is allowed to be sad, I guess. Her mum just got murdered in front of her. Pete leans forward and hugs her. I want a relationship like theirs.

I swallow sourly, she basically watched her mum die.

I hear her sob a bit as Pete wraps his arms around her. He rocks back and forth a bit, holding her tightly.

Patrick starts cleaning up the plates. I decide to help him and leave Pete and Beth in peace.

I sit down on the sofa next to Partick.

"Patrick are you okay? After what happened... You know?" I ask.

"Yeah. Well. You see, I though she was the one. She was perfect for me and seemed so cool. She literally killed someone that I know in front of me and then ran off for ever."

"Some of the best things are similar and contradicting."

"I guess so."

"We all saw it was wrong from the beginning. She is not the one. The one could be anywhere. From a few meters away to a few thousand miles away."

"I guess so."

Andy walks in, slumping down next to me on the sofa.

He flexes his musles.

"Thank God for playing the drums. Otherwise I could never wear muscle tees... Right guys? Right?" Andy look around for confirmation.

I nod and smile at him, "they sure are pretty."

He grins at me and himself, like a child. "We need some positivity around here."

Pov Beth

"I need to sleep... for tomorrow. You know?"

Pete nods at me, staring at me directly in the eyes. He squints as we keep eye contact for a while.

I cant stand the tension. I turn out the door and go to bed.

After getting ready for bed I climb into it and snuggle up warm.

I miss my mum. Even though I rarely saw her in the last few months, I still feel sad that Im not going to see her today. I let some more tears slip down my cheek as I think of some fun memories we had together.

I wouldnt be forced to stay home, firstly. I also would be forced to move along in my life and goals. I would see Pete more. I close my eyes.

I will see Pete more.