All Chapters of GRIPPED UPON SECRET.(#1): Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

CASEY'S P.O.V'Please help me.' I pleaded, urgently. I was desperate.My body weight felt heavy as it hung on the ledge. I could feel my grip on it slipping and no matter how much I tried to hold on, my efforts were futile.Blood dripped from my face and I had no way to investigate the source.My body was in pain, my muscles strained and tears almost blinded my vision.I almost missed the hand outstretched towards me.'Please help---' the words cut off when that hand drew closer.I tried to lift up my eyes to search the person's face but it was covered. Whoever this person was, wore a hoodie and mask, totally covering most of their face. They never spoke but reached out their hand.I responded, not wasting time.I didn't want to die, not like this. I had too much to live for, even what I was meant to discover in the future.I reached out my own and connected it to the person. A sigh of relief escaped my lips, the moment the person tightened their grip and tugged on mine a little.'Th

I miss him and I want to talk to him.He's been so busy lately, that communication between us has been short. It's not his fault really. I'm pretty sure that so much is expectant of him and knowing Ethan, he will put in the work to get things done.I admire that about him, the dedication always shows. I only wish we would have more time to talk, even if it's on call. I feel like I really need him.I need to voice out what's from within in order to free myself from this heaviness I am feeling inside.I need him now more than ever.I try to get a hold, each call going straight through to voice male, leaving me feeling discouraged.After the third attempt, I let out a sigh.Instead of throwing my phone aside, I leave a voice message.Hopefully when he gets back to me, he'll have time to talk."Ethan_(I breathe out, voice shaky a bit)._ Can you call me later? I need to talk to you. There are some things I need us to discuss, they are about me. I-I don't know-just please call me as soon a

A baking session at Casey Jay's home later that night, had been the plan. Alan was at fault for last minute planning and he knew he had a lot of explaining to do. Kayla, who in normal circumstances would be the first one to ask questions, took a different direction. This time she took the lead in explaining to the others the reason, Alan made that move.'Something is happening with Casey, she doesn't seem okay and we've decided to not sit back but intervene.' Those were her words.It was enough for everyone to agree, that they intended on showing Casey that they were there, for whatever she needed.Alan on the other hand, desired to do more. The reason was not in the belief that he could do more than others, but he genuinely invested in Casey's story.He'd been antsy the whole day, thinking about her.He had no idea what made him feel so uneasy today of all days, at first he thought he was overreacting by showing up at her home, but after that visit, he had every reason to. She might

The moment I woke up, a couple of minutes ago, I was the most eager to leave this place. It relieved me greatly, to know that despite the strain and exhaustion my body is currently under, dizziness was gone. With steady feet now, I approach the window at the far end of the room, wanting to a glimpse of the outside. The room is small, but fit for a single person. There's barely any furniture and the light must be old, with the way it's brightness doesn't provide satisfactory light in the room.Trees are the first I see, many trees.I'm in the middle of nowhere, great.I am high up, that much I can tell and no matter the urge to slip out the window, I can't be reckless. I hurt my head when I fell and I can't afford to cause any more damage. It's a little frustrating to not know what time it is nor have a phone with me. So all in all, nothing seems to be on my side. Being in an unfamiliar place, one belonging to the kind of person whose intentions have not been clear from the start, put