Bad Blood

Despair

I woke up, my head pounding. I looked up and saw I was laying in my bed, tied to the posts for some reason. My wrists were raw and hurt like a mother... I looked over and saw Taylor sitting there.

"Hey, Caitlyn, you're awake..." she said, but from her tone, it sounded like she wasn't very happy about that.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You were drugged... with this thing Depp created, it makes you really really angry and you lash out at everyone and everything."

"But I feel fine..."

"That's because you already lashed out... and so did Thomas and Dylan..." she said starting to untie me.

"Wait, they were drugged too?"

"Yeah." I remembered what Nick said... 'Careful who you trust... you never know who might drug you in an elevator...' but the only time Thomas, Dylan, and I were together today was in the elevator with Taylor...

"Were you drugged?" I asked.

"No, why would you ask?"

"No reason..." I lied, sitting up. Was she the one who drugged us? "Where are they now?"

"In their apartments, resting." She paused for a moment. "So did Thomas really kiss you?"

"Wait... what?" How did she know?

"When you were busy lashing out... you yelled at Thomas for kissing you... then Dylan and him almost murdered each other..."

"Why would I yell at him for kissing me?"

"When you're drugged, everything makes you angry..." I sighed and sat back.

"I need to go see him..." I said standing up, feeling dizzy.

"Wait, are you okay?" She asked helping me balance.

"I'm fine... I just really need to see Thomas," I turned and ran out of my bedroom.

"Hey, Caitlyn, I was just coming to check up on you, are you alright?" Grant asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine... where's Thomas?" I asked.

"In his apartment, he just woke up, Luke is with him now."

"Great thanks," I pushed past him and ran across the hall into Thomas's apartment, going back to his bedroom. I knocked lightly before opening the door. Both he and Luke looked up at me.

"Luke... would you give us a minute?" He asked.

"Um... yeah... I'll just... go check up on Dylan..." he said standing up and awkwardly walking passed me.

"What do you want?"

"Taylor told me that I yelled at you for kissing me... so I came to apologize." He sighed and stood up.

"No, no. It's fine... you obviously don't feel the same way, so... it was stupid anyways."

"No, you don't understand... the thing is that I do feel the same way..."

"What? What do you mean?" He asked looking at me hopefully. I stepped towards him and grabbed his hands.

"I do feel the same way. And that confuses me. Terrifies me even... I just don't want to lose you too..." he smiled at me, something I hadn't really seen much of. He barely ever smiled. He leaned down and kissed me again. I felt the same fireworks as before... and I knew for sure... I definitely loved him.