Chap 3
HOLY SHIT I COMPLETELY ABANDONED THIS STORY I AM SO SORRY. I'm not gonna give excuses because at this point, the majority of them are invalid and also, I highly doubt anyone is reading this story anyways….but if you are, then enjoy this next chapter you little fuckers :)
Disclaimer: I do not own All Time Low. :(
Cassidy's P.O.V.
I sat curled up on my couch, with my cat fluffy, putting off getting ready for our recording session in an hour. As I heard a knock on the door. 'Strange.' I thought. 'Who would be here at 9:30?' I shook the thought off and opened the door hoping it was Jack trying being an asshole. I giggled at the thought. That idiot. But when I opened the door, the person standing was not jack. In fact, it was the last person I wanted to see right now.
It was Jake.
Angry and speechless, I tried to slam the door shut, but had no luck, as he stuck his foot in the opening.
"Now you listen to me and you listen to me good." he slurred. "I got rid of that bitch last night after you left so we are getting back together you hear me?"
I remained speechless for a moment or two. "I'll take you out…a nice fancy restaurant with candles, and lobster and…" He trailed off. Drunk Jake was never a good one. When he was drunk he was usually an asshole. Fear sprung in my eyes as I pushed even harder on the door to get it to close, but had no luck. Instead, Jake body slammed the door open, pushing me to the ground, and looking even more furious than before.
"You little bitch." he spat. "Go rot in hell." as he slapped me across the face, picked me up and threw me on the table. "Get the fuck out of my house!" I cried out, hoping he would take a hint. No luck. Instead, Jake bashed my head against the table, hard. I cried out in pain as he jumped on top of me and left trails of kisses on my neck. I tried to push him away but it was no use. His grip on my arms tightened. Before I could register what he was doing he started to rip off my clothes. Feeling weak and afraid I tried to squirm and hit him, but it was no use. That dumb bastard was going to rape me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I just lied there motionless, silently sobbing as I took Jake's abuse.
A half an hour of torture had passed when he finally finished. Feeling satisfied, he pulled his clothes on and left. All I could do was lay there, I couldn't register a single thought. Except for one. I was raped by my ex boyfriend.
Sydney's P.O.V.
After countless calls and texts, one hour has passed and Cassidy still hasn't shown. Worried, I continued pacing around the recording studio biting my nails. Dylan rolled his eyes at me. "Clam down Syd. Everything's going to be fine."
I sighed. "Dyl, its been an hour! Who knows what the hell happened to her! She could have been attacked or…or…got in a car crash or…SHE'S JUST MISSING AND I'M FUCKING WORRIED!" I screamed at Dylan.
Dylan sighed in frustration, "CALM YOUR MOTHER FUCKING TITS!" Dylan fired back in anger. He widened his eyes realizing how loud he was and composed himself. "When she comes she comes, maybe she didn't want to come today and forgot to tell us. Lets just start without her. If not, we'll see her later."
I looked at Dylan Skeptically. "One more phone call." as I walked out of the room, not even waiting for a reply.
As I was dialing her number I was thinking of all the different scenarios that she could have been hurt in. And after what seemed like an eternity, Cassidy answered the phone.
"Hello?" a quiet, soft spoken voice answered, which was very unusual for Cassidy.
"Uhhh hey, Cass…Recording started like an hour ago. Where the hell have you been?" I asked very concerned. I heard Cassidy sigh on the other end of the phone.
"Look Syd…I don't think I'll be able to make it today…I'm not feeling well."
"Whats wrong?" I asked. "Do you need me to stop by at all?
"No, no." Cassidy replied. "I'll manage, I just wanted to call you."
"Alright then. Hey look, I gotta go, I'll stop by after practice ok?" I smiled.
"Yeah, sounds good. Thanks a ton." Cassidy spoke as she hung up the phone. I sighed as I walked back to finish recording.
Cassidy's P.O.V.
I hung up the phone and hoped that Sydney bought my lie. Panic immediately swarmed my body as I dashed toward my bathroom to grab a spare Pregnancy Test that I was so fortunate to have. After 5 minutes went by, I slowly looked down at the test in the sink. It was negative. I breathed a sigh of relief. 'What am I going to do? I can't just not tell the others about this.' I pondered for a couple more minutes until I heard the front door open. Widening my eyes, I shoved the test in a random cabinet and walked out of the bathroom. I peeked around the corner and saw Jack standing by the door with a grin on his face. "Hey, how'ya doin?" he asked.
I giggled. "Better. Thanks for stopping by." as I embraced him in a giant hug.
"That's good." he chuckled. "C'mon. You're going to forget about him" he gestured towards the door.
"How?" I asked.
"Come oooooon. You're soooo slooooow." as he yanked me out the door fully, the pregnancy test already forgotten.
Tada! Finally another chapter up…I apologize again for how long it took me to write this. I'm really hoping to regularly update this over the summer, since I have no life and most likely, no plans. I'm also sorry for the lack of length. If you haven't noticed, I'm a really shitty writer XD Anyways, I hope you enjoyed, and please review! I'd love to hear your criticism :)
