Chapter 9
~Cassie's POV~
Once Trey went upstairs to shower, we all continued our meals. When we all finished, Ty went to the bathroom and Michael, and I went to the living room to watch TV. For some reason, we were watching Dora. "So Cassie, hows life?" Michael asked. I laughed "Well I'm currently kidnapped, and I miss my family dearly, but I'm just thankful I was kidnaped by Trey rather than some crazy lunatic that's gonna rape then kill me. Unless Trey is gonna rape, then kill me." I started thinking about it. What if he does? Why was I starting to trust him? What Is wrong with me? Just because my kidnapper says he isn't going to kill you, doesn't mean you believe him, tf.
I think Michael noticed my slightly scared expression on my face because he put an arm around me and I leaned int
