chapter 14

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Chapter 14:

*Casey’s POV*

I had just been sitting there, all wet and crying, for the past 30 minutes, with my cigarette still in my hand from before it started raining. It had stopped raining by now thank god. And I was still wet, in the same position from when I got there; when I felt someone walking behind and towards me. I was really scared but decided not to do anything, if it was someone who came to kill me; I have to confess I would be a little relieved.

But then I heard a voice, talking to me

“Everything will be fine Cas, don’t worry, I’m here for you” it was Nash, guess I’ll not be dying today. He sat there with me, took off his jacket and put it on me, then took the cigarette and threw it to the floor. I couldn’t move, I just stood there, looking at my family, dead, inside a box, on the ground.

“No Nash, It won’t, it won’t be fine because everything has changed, when they were alive everything was perfect, we were happy, I was happy” I said pointing towards my parents, and Lauren's grave. “Then, some crazy motherfucker of shit appears and kills everybody on my fucking birthday, and then everything changes. And my brother and I are left alone with a dead sister and dead parents”. I said, starting to feel the tears coming, but without looking at him, or moving even a tiny bit.

He just stayed there for a moment, still without talking, then, after a while, he hugged me tight and I just couldn’t hold it for longer, I started crying and sobbing like crazy. We just stayed there, and he hugged me and I cried; nothing more, nothing less.

After a while we just went home, it was around 4 o’ clock. I was still crying, and he decided to take me home. We went to my house and I told him he could go.

“no Casey, I’m staying with you for a while, to make sure you are okay and then I’ll go” he said getting us inside. he then picked me up like I was a baby and took me to my room, he put me in my bed and went to my bathroom. I was still very depressed and sad, and I couldn’t move, I felt like a stone, I just had my eyes wide open, staring at nothing.

*Nash’s POV*

I couldn’t stand to see her like that, she was pale like she had seen dead people, which she technically had but okay, her beautiful green eyes were wide open, but they didn’t have the sparkle they used to have, instead, her eyes were cold, and with no expression.

I put her in her bed and went to her bathroom, to turn the shower on and make her take a shower, and when I got inside, for my surprise, it was a huge bathroom, it looked as big as her room and half of it was a tub. So I decided to fill it, which would relax her. 

I went to her bed and carried her to the bathroom; I didn’t want to change her because that would be just sick. I just put her inside the hot water and got inside with her.

She looked at nothing for about 5 minutes until finally she came back to life.

“Thanks” she said looking at me.

“it’s my pleasure” I said to her smiling

“it is just so hard you know, it was traumatic, I was 13 and it was on my fucking birthday” she said again

We stayed in there for an hour, just talking, and her telling me about what had happened, and basically the whole story. We went outside when it was 5:15. She put on a towel and went to her brother’s bedroom and handed me some clothes, I put them on and went to the living room to wait for her. She went to her room and changed, then came down to the living room.

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