Chapter 12
~Cassie's POV~
It's been about 3 days since the Trevor incident, and he hasn't come back since thankfully. I've just been hanging out with Trey, Michael, and Ty while feeling guilty that my parents probably think I'm dead and are worried sick. I wish there was a way I could contact them and let them know I'm fine and not dead. And I don't think escaping is such a good idea anymore. What If someone even creepier kidnaps me? Like a 55-year-old pervert! Ew, I don't wanna think about it.
Anyway, I'm currently eating breakfast with the boys and still in my pajamas. We were eating waffles and eggs, and it was delicious. Trey is so good at cooking I wonder who taught him.
"Hey, Trey, who taught you how to cook so well?" I asked stuffing food in my mouth. He stiffened and I saw pai
