Chapter Fifty- Getting over it

I screamed again. I tried running back out the door, escaping. But he roughly grabbed my arm and through me back into my apartment, slamming the door behind him.

I dashed behind the couch, desperately searching for a way out, but seeing none.

Will smirked "Where do you think you're going?"

"Why are you here?!" I shouted, trying to keep myself calm, but I couldn't contain my voice from shaking.

"Well it seems like your dear old Dad fired me...now I wonder why that would be?" He glared at me.

I was scared. Will wasn't drunk. He wasn't wavering nor did my nose detect alcohol. Will...he was never this mad when he was sober. That's why it's so frightening; imagine the stuff he could do to me if he had the time to think about it.

"You need to be taught to keep your mouth shut Cassie" He hissed coming around the couch slowly. I looked around and saw that there was a small opening to my room. If only I could get there fast enough.

I ran, and soon enough I slammed the door shut, and locked the door as he started pounding on the wood. I slid down to the ground using all my strength to make sure that the door didn't waver. I had no doubt in my mind that he could bust down a door if he really wanted to.

"Cassie open this god damn door!!!" Will shouted.

My life was over. And I wasn't talking about a stupid social crisis. My actual life was over Will was going to kill me.

I shut my eyes tight and prayed to god silently.

His fist pounded through the door two feet above my head, causing splinters of wood to rain down upon me. His hand started unlocking the door. I ran to the window. My apartment was on the second floor, but maybe if I jumped I could at least live.

"Cassie" He growled. He grabbed me by the waist just as I was opening the window and through me onto the bed harshly.

I pushed myself as far away from him as my bed would allow. I would just stay strong and get through this...I've done it before.

He moved his head from side to side...deciding what to do first.

I squeezed my eyes tight...I couldn't take this; I couldn't take my life anymore. It was too damn difficult. I started crying, silent tears...until I let out a sob.

Will stopped dead in his tracks, staring at me confused. I tried to stop crying, I really did, but they just kept coming.

"Are you crying?" He asked surprised. "Why are you crying?! You never cry!" He shouted the last part, frustrated.

I gave up. I'm giving up. Nothing is worth it anymore. I should just lock up and fall...let myself fall apart. No one would care...I bet if Will killed me right now, no one would find me until I was half disintegrated on the floor. No one would think to.

Half of this was his fault. I blamed him. If he had just stayed the same. Stayed Will, I have no doubt that he and I would be married by now, probably have a child. That's the way it was suppose to be. It was supposed to be Will and me for forever. But he had to screw it up. But if he hadn't Tom and I would not have ever met. Tom and I would never have been together, and I wouldn't have to feel this pain that threatens to rip me apart each day, if Will had just stayed Will.

"Why?" I sobbed out looking at his still confused face. His arm was still raised as if he was about to hit me.

"What?" He asked softly, letting his arm drop a little.

"Why did you have to change?" I asked sitting up on my knees.

He looked away, letting his arm rest beside him. "I was under stress Cas"

"Stress?" I asked, he never said that he was under stress.

He turned back around, anger filling his features again. "Yes. I had so much on my shoulders. Getting good marks so that I could get a scholar ship to a college, so that one day I could take over the family business." He looked as if he was about to scream "And then I had to be the perfect boyfriend for you"

I had felt an emotion towards him, which I thought that I would never feel ever again. That emotion was guilt.

I whipped away some of the tears that had stopped streaming down so fast "You didn't have to be perfect for me"

"Yes I did, we had to be perfect Cas...." He slumped into my desk chair. "I just needed help. Tyler helped. Drinking helped"

"How can you say that? How can you say that that helped? Your grades plummeted, so you didn't get into college, and look where you are now...working for my dad on top of working for yours"

He looked up at me "And I lost you" he added

"You shouldn't have hit me" I stated lower than a whisper.

He stood up quickly and walked to the door of my room. Not looking back at me he said "You should get over it"

He then left. He became a memory once more. Something from the past.

It didn't make sense. Why did he just leave? He didn't even do anything...so why? I shook my head climbing off my bed. Why should I care? He is gone...that's the main part.

I took a nice long hot shower. Feeling nice a clean, I climbed into my bed, cuddling into my pillows.

I stared at the light flickering on my lamp, about to burn out. Will was right; I needed to get over it. I needed to get over Tom. This wasn't healthy clinging on to something that is so hopeless.

As the light went out I knew what I was going do tomorrow.

After restless sleep, the next morning I woke up early and drove hours and hours away, through dark clouds that threatened rain. But it would not rain today. I wouldn't let it; it would not ruin my plan.

I arrived early in the afternoon, to the reason for all my problems.

I sighed, sure of myself. I pulled the hood on my jacket up over my blonde curls, hiding my face, as I climbed out of the car and walked to the entrance to Wonderland.

After I entered the theme park, I slowly drifted down the lanes. It wasn't crowded. Not at all, the weather condition might have caused this alone feeling.

I wanted to be alone though. I didn't want for it to be crowded; to have to weave my way through people. I wanted to be able to wonder at my own pace.

I now associated this place with Tom. This was not a good thing. We met here, causing the spiraling events to occur.

I thought about going to Death Adventure, the actual very place where we met, but I didn't feel the spark between us until later that evening.

I sighed my heart pounding as I looked up into the high sky, seeing how high the Ferris wheel was. The white steel popped out against the dark blue sky.

"Are you riding?" A man asked me. My eyes slowly drifted down to his figure. I nodded and climbed into the unstable seat.

I looked and saw that a couple was getting on after me.

There had been a couple in front of me that must have climbed in while I was observing. They were now above me as the wheel began its clockwise journey.

I hated seeing couples anymore...they were so happy.

I gripped the seat by my knees tightly closing my eyes.

-Flashvack-

I shivered and started to shake. "Okay, okay calm down were going back down now see?" he asked looking down at me.

I didn't want to see the ground coming up from under us either, so I just berried my head into his shoulder. His arms slowly wrapped around me holding me lightly.

OH MY GOD!!!! What am I doing??? I am holding onto Tom Felton. I think I might faint...might. I took a breath through my nose and smelt his amazing cologne. And for a split second, I forgot where I was or what I was doing; everything just seemed fine, maybe even perfect.

-End of Flashback-

I shook my head, clearing the memory. This was suppose to help me forget him, not remember him.

I opened my eyes and gasped a little, as I was at the top of the ride, starring into the face of the dark clouds.

I breathed in the scent of rain, as it started drizzling across my face, washing away the past.

The ride stopped unexpectedly, as I was three quarters of the way back to the ground, swinging back and forth.

I looked down at the man controlling the ride, as he was pressing a couple of buttons hurriedly. I started to worry, but soon the ride started again, and I sighed with relief as now I was more than half way down. I could almost feel the ground being placed back underneath my feet, as I heard something I shouldn't have heard.

I looked up above me and saw the cart above me. The bolt that connected the swing to the wheel was coming loose.

I barely had time to breath as the left side of the cart above me, fell to the right side.

Many things happened at once. My breath caught. The ride stopped again. The girl screamed and clung on to the guy who held onto the right side.

But before you knew it the right side's bolt came loose as well. The cart fell.

It caught onto the back on mine, the weight of the cart on top of mine, created both my bolts to come loose.

I fell to the earth, hearing crashing, hearing cracking, hearing screaming, and hearing crying.

I felt no pain, as I started into the sky through the rain that still dripped. My vision got foggy...I only saw blurs, then I saw nothing at all.