Chapter Twenty Six

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"Where's who?"

"The fucking Queen, who the fuck do you think? Where's my Cas?" I shout pulling my fists together

He smirks before responding.

"My cas? She's not a object dumbass"
Oh so he wants to go down this road?

"She's not, but she's fucking mine. Now tell me where she is or I'll crack your skull against this door. Try me" I say through gritted teeth.

Cassie:
I stand behind the door as Noah's aggressive tone is heard. I hear everything
He called me his, like I belong to him. I know it shouldn't but it warmed me. I've been missing him for the longest that it didn't matter anymore what was said and done.

I push through the space between Brandon and the door, the space created gives enough room for Noah to take full notice of me.
It seems different though, I mean he looks different. Usually when we're stuck gazing into eachother eyes but this seemed more saddened, like he missed me but also- hurt? I'm not entirely sure but I just know somethings up.

He goes to open his mouth but nothing comes out. Has he been crying?

I look at Brandon with pleading eyes hoping he'd leave but instead he didn't. Typical.

"Come with me please" he says softly, his eyes getting watery. I'm so confused but this doesn't seem right.

"She's not going- i look up at Brandon cutting him off.

"Let me get my things" I whisper walking away from the door, he looks in my eyes but shifts them uncomfortably.

Brandon follows behind me.

"Cas-
"Cassie" I cut him off. He gets thrown off by this but, I had to correct him. I really only like it when Noah calls me Cas.

"Look Brandon, Thankyou.. you know for everything" I smile at him grabbing my bag.
"I don't think you should go" he sighs

"Brandon, I need too" I breath

He stayed silent following my movements. I steadily get up before hugging Brandon goodbye.

"I'll walk myself out, can you thank your parents for me"

"You got it, send me a text whenever okay?" He smiles.

I nod before leaving. As I reach his front door, I see Noah leaning on the door frame looking flustered. I'm too impatient to see what's going on.

I make my presence known by walking into the frame. He coughs lightly before looking up towards me. I walk past him towards his car, no words spoken in between. Once we're both placed in the car, he stops before gazing at me again.

Noah:

So many thoughts going through my mind, I'm surprised she came with me but that's not my main concern. I don't want to say anything to hurt her or make her run away, I just don't know what the fuck to do anymore.

Her glossy eyes looking into mine for answers, I just don't know what to tell her.

"Baby" I cry, I fucking shed a tear.
I grip her sides and pull her into me, I hug her tightly.

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