WILD BUT NEVER FREE

A sign of Freedom

Hey everyone! here's chapter seven, hope you like it. Please vote and comment! Elz <3

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The words spilling from her opening statement sounded exactly like something Cassi would have said.

I should've guessed York's tactics; we were trying to figure out what my sister was trying to tell us through those photos, while he was merely just trying to get into her head. There was no way his lawyer formed those words by herself, behind the formality, her words were oozing Cassi Wild. The photography lingo that had become part of P's native language, the passion, the questions; they were all something that came naturally to my sister; not to this lady who knew nothing about her. Anger grew in my gut as I realised they were using Cassi's words against her. She never had much confidence to follow her passion, but now York was undermining her entirely after all the times he promised to support her.

Back when Cassi was still in school, I remember my sister coming to my room one evening, still in her dismal grey uniform, she stood shyly at my door. It took me a few minutes to detach myself from the TV show I was watching to even notice she was standing there. When I saw her she said nothing, merely widened her Wild eyes as if asking my permission for her to come in. When I said yes she gently close the door and lingered around exactly where she stood.

"You're acting like I'm about to yell at you Cass, what's wrong?" I had sat up on my small single bed, realising by the look on her face that she was concerned about something and the way she closed the door suggested that she didn't want anyone else to hear.

"Nothing's wrong, Atlas, I just need some advice." She said, obviously feeling a bit more comfortable now we were alone and the door was closed so neither mum nor Iris, but mainly mum, couldn't hear what we were talking about. Yet, she still avoided my gaze.

"You never come to me for advice, I'm interested now." I joked with her, trying to calm her down. I loved the fact that despite the crap she had been through with this family, she looked to me for hope, for guidance. As soon as I realised the two of us were getting nowhere with our father, I vowed to try and be there for her, like she was always there for me.

"That's rubbish, I'm always asking you about things." She contested, and I knew it was true, I just liked to tease her. There was no fun with having a sibling if you couldn't wind them up a little.

"Sit and talk and I'll listen." I commanded and she followed my orders, taking a seat perching on the edge of my chest of drawers. Her unease was beginning to make me feel the same.

"I've been offered a scholarship to a photography school, after I've finished my exams next year." She said quietly, dipping her head as her hair fell around her slight face, as though she was almost ashamed of what she was telling me. At that moment I realised I would never fully understand her. My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why do you sound so sad about it? That's amazing news, Cass."

Finally she made eye contact with me, her still sad eyes lighting up only ever so slightly, "I'm really surprised I got in, I didn't expect to."

"Of course you would get in, Cassi. I have no clue how you can't see how talented you are."

"I can't go though, Atlas." She sighed. "It's a three year course, and how am I supposed to make a living from photography? You've been working two jobs for years and you have a well paid place lined up for you next year; it wouldn't be at all fair for me to just ditch this family when you've been working so hard to keep us all going."