Cassie's POV

My eyes squinted as I adjusted to the light that illuminated the room. I groan as I start to feel the soreness of my body. I try to lift up my head to recognize but my surroundings, but quickly sink back down into the bed, as throbbing pain shoots through my mind, making my wince.

"Cassie? Cassie? Can you hear me? Cassie, I'm right here."

The sweet voice whispers into my ear and makes me smile. I stay in a trance, daydreaming about this boy, this sweet, sweet, boy. I imagined holding him, kissing him, hearing his laugh, feeling his touch. I makes me giddy inside, it makes me want to giggle like a little girl, he makes me want to truly be me.

"Cassie, stay with me Cassie."

I open my eyes, surprised by what had just come out of his mouth. He was speaking to me like I was dying. I mean, I was a little hungover, but I wasn't going to die or anything.

I finally adjust to the lights and see him. He is hunched over me, his hand entangled in my hair, bags under his eyes. His eyes look deeply into mine, searching for any pain.

"Ummm, are you okay?" I ask him, confused by his actions towards him.

"You don't... you don't remember? Any of it?"

"Last night? I remember Fynn picking me up, and then-" I see his jaw clench at the mention of Fynn. He gets up and runs his hand through his hair, then sits back down.

I sigh, "Look, Jake, I want us to be friends, and that won't work if you don't accept that me and Fynn are together."

His face contorts in anger, pain, and shame?

"What? What is going on?" I ask him loudly, trying to get up, and failing miserably, as I crumple back into the bed.

He take a deep breath and shakily lets it out. He looks at me, a softness and empathy look in his eyes.

"Cassie, I don't really know how to say this, so I'm just going to say it. Last night, Fynn drugged you. And he... he used you Cassie. And he took advantage of you. He is a fucking disgusting person and if I ever see him again, I will beat him so hard he will wish he had died. I promise you. Last night, I found you, and I am so sorry I wasn't there to protect you. I should have fucking been there."

My body goes goes numb, and I can't hear anything Jake is saying. I stare off into the distance, dreaming about my perfect world with Jake, where we are cuddling and laughing, watching some dumb rom com, just like those couples in commercials or in movies. Nothing breaking us, or hurting us. A perfect world, where all we have and all we need is each other.

I sadly look back at the Jake in front of me, the one clenching his fists, vowing to kill the one who betrayed me. His body is tense, and his face is wrinkled in determination. He looks so tired, so tired of it all.

I was tired. All I wanted to do was go back into a deep sleep and not have to face it. Any of it.

//AN//

Love you guys

-Zoe :)