A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter forty six

*Cassidys prospective*

We sat in the red pickup. Andrew on my left and nala and Molly behind me. Zavie was nested in my lap laying her small head on my shoulder. I stroked her blonde hair and she wrapped her arms tighter around me. I looked back at Molly who was petting nalas black hair. Nala was sprawled out on the back seat laying her head on Molly's lap. Molly just stared out the car window straight forward.

"You okay Molly?" I asked barely making a sound.

"Yeah... Sometimes I get car sick." She laughed slightly.

"Oh." Was all I replied. I looked over at Andrew. He had been there for me when my father shot Zavie's dad. Zavie's dad was a love struck idiot towards me. We were sixteen at the time. My father never liked him. He thought he was trash. He didn't like Andrew either. Because we used to go out every Friday. We were pretty messed up kids. We hung with the wrong crowd, drank and smoked. I had loved Andrew, but Henry (Zavie's dad) loved me. For a while me and Andrew tried to hide our love for each other. Then one night i was drunk and me and Henry had sex. Then when I found out I was pregnant with zavie I told Andrew and he said we can't do this anymore. So we broke it off. When my father found out he shot Henry. I told Andrew to stay away from our house. My father told me to get an abortion or else he'd kill the baby himself. I said no and ran away. In the nine months I ran away I had come to know god and became a Christian. I came back with zavie and dad accepted her in but he constantly called her a demon child. when she reached three he started to hit her. I would get mad and I had her stay in the basement. Around the time that zavie was born I had found out that Bruce, (Dad's favorite) had a baby girl. She looked identical to her mother. Long shiny black hair. Blue sparkling eyes and long narrow face. She had really pale skin too. The mother had died in child birth and me and Bruce became really close. Dad told Bruce to get rid of the baby. And with me having a soft spot for kids and already having a baby of my own I raised her. When dad started to hit them I put them in the basement together and visited offten. Nala soon found out that Bruce was her dad and I was her aunt. We never really spoke of it.

Andrew must of noticed I was starring because he looked over at me with a confused look. I smiled and took his hand. I heard Molly snicker in the back and I muttered shut up.

"You okay?" And whispered to me.

"Yes I just want to get to the hospital soon." He squeezed my hand

"Well be there soon."

About five minutes later we pulled into a small town. We found our way to the hospital and before the car was even shut off Molly was out with nala in her hands. I slowly got out trying not to wake zavie. Andrew was around to me in a flash and took zavie from my arms. We walked inside together. The world and all it's confusion and mysterys swirling around us.