Stuck With The Cassidy Boys

Chapter 3

I took a long drag from the joint, inhaling every last bit before blowing it out into the crisp night air. When a knock came to my door, I set the joint down on the small coffee table and walked to open the door, only to find Chris standing there.

"Hey I was just-" sniff, sniff,sniff "you stink of weed!" He whispered and I looked at the ground

"You share?" He said with a grin so I pulled him inside and shut the door, dragging him to the balcony.

"Who knew the good girl smoked weed" he said before taking a drag from my joint

"What good girl has tattoos and piercings?" I questioned and he laughed

"I'll keep that in mind" he said

"So you do it often" he asked and I nodded

"most days" I said simply "same" he answered back

"Wait, really?" I said kind of surprised

"Yeah, I like to feel free, what about you" He asked

"It takes away the pain" I mumbled but he just nodded, he had his reasons and I had mine.

"Your brothers know?" I asked, Curious. he shook his head frantically

"No, they'd kill me" he said seriously before taking another drag and handing it too me, I inhaled the smoke

"Your secrets safe with me, we should do this more often" I said releasing it back into the air.

"Definitely" He said before patting my leg and leaving the room

"Night Sweetheart" he hummed and closed my door.

I got changed into a black tank top and some shorts and went to bed.

Dream

"Your worthless little whore" SMACK
"She's dead because of you!" KICK
"You don't deserve to be happy!" PUNCH
"Fucking unwanted piece of shit, you should have died, not your mother" CRACK

I lay there on the kitchen floor, bleeding, crying, my ribs broken in two different places.

"Please daddy I'm sorry" I cried out for mercy but it only made him angrier "your sorry huh? You killed my wife, I'm the one that's sorry, sorry you where ever born you selfish little bitch" he slurred

He got closer and closer to me, beer bottle in hand, he smashes it against the wall leaving the sharp pointy neck of the bottle in his hand,

I let out a blood curdling scream as he jams it into my upper arm, before storming out of the house and leaving me.

End of dream

I wake up screaming, dripping in sweat. My door burst open and I find Ethan and Sawyer standing there. They rush over to me, one in each side

"Aww baby are you okay" Ethan says pulling me to his chest but all I can do is shake, I was panicking.
"Shhh it's just a bad dream" Ethan says stroking my hair whilst sawyer rubs my back.

Ethan leaves and sawyer takes his place, wrapping me up in his arms. I felt safe. Ethan returned with a glass of water

"Drink this and calm down" he says sympathetically.

I take the glass for his hand but I'm shaking that much I keep spilling it so sawyer takes it off me and puts it to my mouth for me to drink.

"T-thanky-you" I stutter out as they both just stare

"No problem princess, you going to be okay?" Sawyer asks me and I shake my head