Deep In The Woods| ✅

Chapter 3: Family

~Chapter dedicated to KokoroNoKoe and RuruCrystal for supporting me for this story and HahaOverMyDeadBody for supporting my work in general... Thank You, Guys. I love you guys so much.

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☆There are friends,

There's family, and then

there are friends that

become family. ☆

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I woke up to the sunlight streaming through the windows. I sat up carefully feeling the thick bundle, that is my ankle. I sighed. 

I grabbed my phone to check for any messages or updates. My screen lit up with 17 missed calls and 15 messages. I looked at the time which said 11:00 a.m. I smiled. Brian's out of my life. I have nothing to worry about. 

I opened the messages to find 12 messages from Natasha. I felt guilty. She was supposed to take a flight with her family the last day at five in the morning. The news might have reached her late. But, I felt a slight panic finding three messages from an unknown person.

I opened that first.

 Hey Cassandra.  
I hope you're doing well. This is Jason, btw. ;) 
Text or call me when you can. Take Care Love.               
~J

Take Care Love...  I blushed furiously. How did he get my number? Well, wherever he got it from, my heart warmed just at the thought that he made an effort to get it. 

Hey Jason! I'm doing good. 
Thank You.:) 
How did you get my number?

I then opened Natasha's messages...

 Cassandra? OMG! I can't believe you didn't tell me about this.                                                        ~11: 45

(12 missed calls)

I called you  12 times!!  Pick the goddamn call!   ~00: 45

(5 missed calls)

Gosh! I'm being a jerk.):  It's one 'o clock. You might be asleep.  ~1:03

But,  now that I remember, you never put your phone on silent!?     ~1: 15

She's right. I never do put it on silent... My mom must have silenced it for me in the hospital. I didn't touch my phone after that. 

I'm so sorry... I've must've been a terrible friend. You never told me what was going on in your life... Am I not even that trustworthy?  ~1:25

The messages ran on and on. The messages kept saying how horrible she's been feeling about me not taking her help or confiding anything in her and that she stuck around only me as a friend. A couple of messages said she wanted to beat me to pulp and then said sorry. Guilt was eating me from the inside and I could feel my eyes burning from unshed tears.  But reading the last text, my vision got all blurry and I found myself wiping my cheeks every time a fresh tear leaked from my eyes...