36 - Could Always Be Worse?

~Cadence’s Point of View~

*What happened! I don’t understand,* Fanny shouted, driving me even more insane.

Run, I need to run. I need to spare them this embarrassment and get the fuck out of here. I moved swiftly to push open the limo door since Chase was standing outside talking to the driver. I thought I could make it. I’ll run and shift and find somewhere to hold up for the night.

Wrong.

“Now, now, where are you going? Running isn’t the answer. I know it’s the easy thing, the obvious thing. But stay and face this, together with them. Don’t run Cade. If they have to find you it’ll be worse … well I’ll be the one chasing you so just don’t,” Chase said, practically throwing himself across the seat to snatch my wrist.

I flopped back into the seat, damn he’s quick. Too quick, I gotta remember that.

“My personal life isn’t for strangers’ entertainment,” I said, wiping a stray tear.

He sat next to me but he didn’t speak, smart bugger. Once I said those words I only wanted to slap