“Why don’t you get it, Justin?”
“Because you’re not making sense! You have your walls up, but so do I. You have a past, and I do too. You know we’re perfect for each other!”
I scoffed. “You’re ridiculous.”
I turned to face him, anger blazing through me. “I’m a suicide mission. My mind is filled with demons and I’ve surrendered to them. I can’t do this anymore; I’m broken, Justin.” My voice began to rise as my anger grew and I met his eyes. “Why can’t you understand that you should stay away from me!”
He ran his hands through his hair, frustrated. “See, that's the problem. I can’t stay away from you. I haven’t been able to since the minute I met you!”
My breathing hitched as he came closer and closer, walking angrily towards me. He let out a frustrated groan as he pushed me against the side of his car. He brought his mouth up to my neck, breathing heavily.
“You have to keep going. You’re broken and I still love you. You’re still perfect. You’re broken, so let me help. Let me fix you."


30. I Think I Love You



I awoke to a gun at my head.

The cool, familiar metal was digging into my skin, creating intense alarm within me.

My eyes snapped open in fear, my heart rate increasing as I took in my surroundings. I was in my bedroom, that was normal. Nate was sitting on top of me, a gun pointed at me. That was not normal.

“Finally, you’re awake.” Nate’s voice sent chills to my spine, my senses automatically becoming heightened.

“Glad to be of assistance.” I muttered, careful not to move much.

“You’re getting unpleasantly close with my girlfriend. I thought we discussed this? She is my property…or was I not clear enough about that?”

“She isn’t your anything.” I spat, my possessiveness resurfacing.

“Ah… I forgot about your little…crush on her. It’s sweet, it honestly is. But I think you’re forgetting lover boy, its me she wants, not you.”

I only growled in response, wanting to smash his head through a wall.

She doesn’t want him. She can’t stand him.

“You don’t want to kill me because I like her, Nate. Let’s be honest with each other. You want me out of the picture because you know she wants me more than she wants you. But you couldn’t possibly have that, could you? You need her to continue whatever angle you’re playing to get at me. I’m sure you enjoy that, don’t you? Using someone innocent as a pawn in your game?”

Nate clicked the revolver, ready to shoot. “I suggest you shut up.” He glared.

I audibly swallowed, fear consuming me. Since my father had died, I had always had a fascination with death. But I never wanted to die trapped in my own bed by someone who I could easily take down. Someone who had caused the most happiness and yet the most pain in my life.

“You won’t do it, you can’t.” I taunted him, “Come on, Nate. Pull the trigger.”

He did nothing, his eyes burning into mine.

“Go on.”

Still, he did nothing.

“Exactly. You can’t do it because you know if you did Cassidy would never even want to hear your name again.”

“I don’t care about her.”

“That’s it! I’m out.” I yelled, shoving Nate off of me as hard as I could, using all the anger that was consuming me. He didn’t deserve her, not when I was sitting there waiting for her to be mine. Not when he didn’t even want her and I was fucking obsessed with her. He fell back onto the floor, the gun dropping out of his hands and scattering across the room. I lunged for him, aiming for his face. He grabbed my wrists and stopped me just before I got close enough to hit him. “I’m fucking sick of you! You play with her and use her while she falls harder for you!” I screamed, my possessive nature taking its toll on me. “She may be oblivious to your façade but I’m not!”

I charged at him again, throwing him against the wall roughly, sickly satisfied with the ‘crack’ of his bones. I drew back before hitting him repeatedly, each punch harder and more powerful than the last. I let out every ounce of hate I had for him. For every bit of hurt he caused Cassidy, every bit of hurt he caused me by trying to kill me and in turn, killing Emily. Each hit against him avenged my feelings of hopelessness and depression that had haunted me throughout the years since Emily’s death, since my father’s death. Each hit damaged the demons he had planted in my mind which drove me to the brink of insanity. 
“You do this for what? Revenge? I have nothing left, you took it all from me! What else do you want?” I screamed, my voice hoarse with fury. “I swear to god if you touch her or make her cry one more time I will kill you!” I finished, hitting him in the stomach with as much force as I could. My breathing was heavy, my entire body shaky with adrenalin. Just as I was about to go in for another hit, I was pulled back. Ashton’s strong arms wrapped around my own, stopping me from getting to Nate.

“I will get you back for this, for hurting her!”

I struggled against Ashton, trying to get back to letting my wrath out on Nate. I kicked and pulled away as hard as I could, rage and adrenalin fueling me.

“Ashton- let me go!”

Too soon, Noah had grabbed me as well, using his one good arm. Both of them restraining me only made me more furious as they dragged me away from Nate.

“What the fuck was that?” Ashton yelled, his voice shaking me to the core.

“He woke me up with a fucking gun to my head, Ash! I can’t have him here, get him out!”

“He’s not exactly in moving condition, considering you just fucking beat him up.”
“He deserves it for what he did to her. To them. To me.” I spat, anger rolling off of me in waves.

“For fucks sake – why can’t we have one peaceful day?” A (beautiful) voice screamed, distracting me from my frenzy. “I had like, 3 hours sleep. It’s 6 in the fucking morning!” More stomping followed her yelling. “I’m so done with you right now – don’t try and touch me.” Cassidy yelled in the next room. Noah chuckled from beside me, looking a lot worse for wear. 
“She’s certainly got a set of lungs.”

“Yeah, well she’s going to wake up the whole fucking building. Go shut her up.” Ashton spat. I glared at him threateningly.

“You don’t call the shots, nor do you speak about her like she’s a dog.” I snapped. “She’s fine.” I told Noah, daring him to say something to her.

“I’ll call the shots until you stop acting like a psychopath! She’s not your girlfriend, you have no right beating him up!”

I growled at Ashton, my anger being thrown onto him. “Don’t you fucking dare. He may be your friend but if I hadn’t ‘beaten him up’ I wouldn’t be here! He would have killed me!”
“I told you, don’t touch me!” Cassidy yelled again, making my stomach churn in anxiety. What was he doing to her?

“He wouldn’t have killed you.”

“I fucking give up.” I muttered, stomping away from Ashton and into the next room where Cassidy was with Nate, wiping the blood from his lips. “I need to talk to you.” I pulled Cassidy away from Nate and all the way into Abby’s room, where Abby still lie sleeping with her headphones in.

“I-I think I lo-“ I started before I was stopped with lips.

Cassidy’s lips.



Don’t even ask me what I was doing.

I had no idea.

The intensity of the kiss was insane, heat exploding throughout my body. As my arms went around his neck his went around my waist, pulling the two of us closer together. I tangled my fingers in his hair tugging and pulling on the ends of each handful.

I just knew I couldn’t stand one more minute without him. Knowing I had kissed him before, that he remembered and I couldn’t, drove me to insanity. I pulled him closer and closer, needing everything of mine to be pressed against him. I could feel his pulse racing, just like mine. I savored the taste of him on my lips, the electricity between us burning my lips, my waist and every inch of me that he touched.

“Well good morning.” A smug voice interrupted, causing Justin and I to jump apart. 

“I- uh…” Justin started, looking everywhere else but at Abby as she sat up in bed, smirking at the two of us.

“It’s not what it looks like.” I mumbled.

“Trust me, I saw enough to know exactly what that was.”

“We can explain.” Justin said, sounding unsure of himself.

“And how exactly are we planning to do that?” I asked him.

He stayed silent, as did I, as Abby got out of bed and pinched my cheek.

“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. and Noah. And Ashton because I was right! They both owe me $50!” she screamed, running into Justin’s arms. He held her there, his eyebrows raised and looking at me questioningly. I just shrugged in return.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” She smiled, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively before closing the door.

“I-uh. I’m sorry.” I mumbled, before rushing out of the room, hot on Abby’s heels.

I guess I’ll just have to wait until next time to find out what he wanted to tell me.

“Cassidy!” he called, his voice sounding angry. Shiit.

I turned in my spot, pouting. I didn’t want to have the awkward ‘we just kissed now what’ talk.


“Cassidy, listen. I know you probably don’t want to talk about this but…I need to.” Justin started as he closed the door. “That’s the second time we’ve kissed and I don’t know where I stand with you anymore. If you’re fucking with me and you don't want me then please just stop because I think I lo-.”

“How could you think I',d be doing that to you? After everything I’ve been through?” I snapped, cutting him off.

“I don’t know I just … insecurity is getting the best of me.”

I glared at him angrily, “I’m not that low.”

“I know, I’m sorry. Please don't interrupt me this time I need to say this, I need to get this out. Cutie, I – I think,” he sighed, running through his hands in frustration.

“You think?”

“I think I – I’m in l-love with you.”

A/N: whoaaa. he dropped the 'L' bomb on her.

Its really short because I updated yesterday as well but i honestly couldn't wait to get this out for you to read :))) Comment your thoughts on whats going to happen next but I'm so excited for it its like a huge plot twist idk if you will guess :) x


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