(Cassie's pov)

A nurse handed me my clothes telling me that I was ready to come back home. I dressed on my clothes and sat on the bed. Some minutes later, Gerard came into the room. “Ready to go baby?” He asked me. I nodded and stood up. He hold my hand smiling and we went out of the room.

I saw Frank and Mikey that were waiting outside the room. “How are you feeling?” Frank asked looking at me as we came near him. “I’m alright and very happy.” I answered trying to smile. I’m still very shocked because of Gerard falling with me because of my fault. I wonder why Gerard stills love me after this. Mikey came near me and hugged me. “I’m glad you are back.” He said and I smiled.

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When we arrived home. I wanted to make myself a sandwich, I didn’t like the food from the hospital. “I’m going to make myself a sandwich.” I said as I walk into the kitchen. “I’ll make it for you.” Gerard said grabbing me by the hips and then he kissed me. I’ve missed this, I haven’t seen Gerard very much in the last week.

“No, I can do it myself.” I said and kissed his nose. “Okay, but when you finish come with me, I want to be with you.” He said smiling and went out of the kitchen.

I finish making it and I decided to go and eat it with Gerard. I walked into the living room and saw him on the sofa, slowly stroking his neck. When I walked near him, I saw them, marks on his neck. Those marks were like the ones that my big brother had when he… killed himself.

I never talked about him to Gerard or anyone, I don’t like talking about my past. I used to have a brother eight years older than me when my parents still loved me. His name was Vic. When I was six, I discover scars on his wrist and I asked him where did they come from. He told me that they appeared every time he was closer to his destiny. I asked him what was his destiny and he told me that was different from mine, that if I ever have the same scars, he would be very disappointed with me and made me promise that I would never have them. I was little and I didn’t understand what was he talking about, but I loved him so much, so I promised it. I guess now that he would be very disappointed with me When I was ten, one day I was at my room when I heard my parents scream. I ran to my brother’s room where my parents were. There I find my mother crying with Vic between her arms and my father crying too with a rope and three letters on his hands. They told me to go out of the room. I never saw my brother since then. The day after that, I saw my father throwing those letters to the bin, I took them and I saw one had my name on it. I opened it and read it, I remember the exact words that were written there.

Cassie, your smile is the best thing I’ve ever seen, don’t let the word raise it, never, okay? It’s hard to write right now, so just remember this is not a goodbye, I promise we will meet again, but don’t force that day to come. Promise? I love you, don’t ever forget it. With love, Vic.

“Please, tell me that marks on your neck aren’t of what I’m thinking of.” I said to Gerard. “How… how do you think… that marks… got there?” He asked scared. So he tried to… to… “Why, Gerard? Why did you do that?” I asked him between sobs. “The… nurses told me that… that they weren't sure if you were going… going to wake up and I… I just wanted to be with you.” He said as a tear rolled down his face. I hugged him and he started to cry on my shoulder. “Gerard, I didn’t leave you, I wasn’t dead…” I said and he pulled me closer to him. “But you wanted to and that was what killed me.” I pulled away from him and looked him at the eyes. “Gerard, I love you, I was out of my mind, I promise I would never do anything like that again as long as you don’t try anything neither.” And this time I would keep the promise. “If you are with me, I won’t try anything.” He said and smiled.

“Well… maybe… I can try something different to that now.” He said and smirked. Then he gently pushed me down making me lay down on the sofa and he on top of me. He kissed me and then he started kissing my neck. This time I didn’t pulled him away.

Notes

Now you know something about Cassie's past that's not related with Dean.