I am soooooooo sorry! I should've updated like a year ago! Again I'm really sorry.


Cassandra's Pov.

We hurried Chase back to the Academy. I was crying. Chase was extremely wounded. I could have helped! If I was here Chase might not be like that right now. He could die for all we know. I don't want him to die.
We were in the helicopter and I was sitting next to Chase. I softly stroked his dark brown hair that in some places was caked with blood. I looked at his stomach. His shirt had a rip in it and I could see it was stained with a lot of blood. I pulled back a little of his shirt. He had a huge gash in his stomach. It looked really deep and was still bleeding. I shuddered and covered it back up. I laid my head right next to his and started crying softly.
"I love you Chasey. Please don't die," I whispered. I grabbed his hand and kissed his forehead. I felt his hand tighten slightly around mine which caused me to smile. I then closed my eyes and began to pray silently for my boyfriend.
I held Chase's hand tightly. I felt like I might break it so I had to loosen my grip. I looked at Chase who's breath was coming in short small gasps. I felt like crying. "How long until we're back Mr. Davenport?" I asked. My voice sounded all weak and broken. He sighed.

"A few minutes Casandra," he said. I sighed with relief. I stroked Chase's sweaty hair.

"We're gonna be back soon Chasey. Don't worry," I whispered. I kissed his forehead. He smiled slightly in his unconscious sleep. I laid my head on his chest in a spot that was less bloody and didn't have a huge injury. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.

-Time skip-

When I woke we were back. I sighed with relief. I got up. "We're back Chasey," I whispered to him. He still had his eyes closed but he squeezed my hand. I smiled. I wanted to cry at the awful sight of him. I squeezed his hand one last time before the doctors took him. I teared up slightly. "Stay with us Chase. Please."

I sat down and began waiting. Her heart was pounding as she waited for the report on Chase's injuries. I was trying to keep herself from having a panic attack but it was very hard. I pulled out the small bible which I carried with me everywhere. I turned to Deuteronomy 31:8. 8 The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged." That verse encouraged me a bit. I sighed and started praying again.
"Dear Lord, God," I started. "Please keep Chasey safe. Let him heal. Let him recover from his injuries. Don't take him away from us," I prayed. "And...and if you do take him away...don't let me become depressed about it. Make it so that I focus on you and remember Chase when he was with us and how he is now in a better place. But Dear Lord, protect him, please. In Your Name I pray. Amen." I opened my eyes and felt much more relieved.

After about twenty minutes, the doctor came down to where everyone was waiting. "I have a status update on Chase," he said. I stood up. "He has five broken ribs, a large gash across his side that goes over his stomach slightly, and broken arm, a sprained ankle, and a gash on his leg," he explained. I felt like crying and fainting at the same time. "And there is a chance of internal bleeding..." Oh gosh no... I paled and sat back down. I felt the tears coming and I couldn't stop them.
"Chasey..." I whimpered. I somehow felt like this might be the end...


That was kinda short...I'm sorry everyone! I now have more inspiration and I will PROBABLY update more often.