Taking Money

Taking Money Ch. 27

          She put her hand to her mouth and then ran to the toilet. She threw up in the toilet. Carson quickly pulled her hair back and rubbed her back. "It's gross," Cass moaned, "Make it stop."

          "You shouldn't have drunk so much," He told her.

          "But it's good," She told me.

          "No, it's not," Carson laughed.

          Once Cass was done throwing up, she collapsed to the floor in tears. Carson flushed the toilet, wet a paper towel, and washed her mouth off. Then Carson reached in his pocket and pulled out a piece of gum. She gratefully took it. Then he sat on the ground and pulled Cass into his lap. She put her head into the crook of his neck, and cuddled into him. "You're alright," Carson soothed, "You're alright."

          "You did this to me," Cass cried.

          "I did?" Carson asked.

          "YES!" She wailed, putting her arms around his neck and clinging to him.

          "I said I was sorry," Carson murmured into her ear.

          "No," She snapped, "You said you were sorry for leaving. You never said you were sorry for making me fall for you."

          He couldn't help but smile at that. "Well I'm not sorry about that," Carson told her.

          "But you should be!" She accused, resting her forehead on his shoulder. "What am I going to do? You scared me when you left Carson! You made me really sad and even more sad when you made me realize this is never going to work."

          "It could work," He encouraged.

          "No," She pouted, "You live in Philly and I live in Cali! IT WOULD NEVER WORK!" She screamed the last part in his ear, and he couldn't help but wince.

          "Come on," Carson sighed, "Let's get you back."

          He picked her up bridal style and made our way out of the room. As they left the party people were yelling at me to bring back 'Little Cassie'. Carson just rolled my eyes. As if he was going to allow Cass back into that party. Carson held tightly to Cass as he made our way back to our room.

          "I'm tired," Cass whispered.

          "I bet you are," Carson chuckled, "You partied hard."

          "You bet," She giggled. Cass held her arms tightly around his neck and then started to fidget in my arms.

          "What are you," Carson started.

          Cass swung her legs around, and then securely wrapped them around his waist. Carson tried so hard not to moan, but he may have failed. Cass giggled when she heard it. "Can I sleep?" She asked.

          "Yeah," Carson huffed.

          Cass held onto him tighter. Then she fell slack in his arms and he was left to carry her the rest of the way back. Carson may admit she was a little heavy. He pushed through it though as he carried her the rest of the way to their room. Carson knocked on it loudly.

          Kacie opened the door with sleepy eyes. Her clothes were all wrinkled. "We were just," She started.

          "I don't want to know," Carson muttered.

          Kacie blushed and giggled, "We really weren't doing anything. We were actually just getting ready to get something to eat."

          "Oh," Carson muttered, "Well then you might want to straighten yourself up." Kacie blushed a deeper red and straightened her clothes. Thomas jumped out of a chair he was sitting in, grabbed Kacie's hand, and followed her out of the room. After the door closed Carson muttered, "No, I didn't want to come Kace, but thanks anyway."