Some of you told me that my last chapter was really strange and that you didn't really understand it.

Well, it was kind of meant to be written in a strange way and it was supposed to be not understandable haha, since Rory and Cassie were both on drugs (;

Well, anyway I hope that makes sence, and well here comes the next chapter in which will be some more stuff explained!

It felt as if my head was exploding.

Holy fucking shit. What did I do last night? I couldn't even remember where I was.

I opened my eyes and looked around. What the fuck?

I didn't recall this place, or how I got here? And why was I naked?!

Totally confused I got out of the bed and dressed myself, as I tried to ignore my headache.

On bare feet I walked out of the room and into a living room, which I didn't know either.

Or did I? Somehow it felt as if I had been here before, wherever here was.

'But darling, you are the only exception,' sung the sweetest voice I had ever heard in my life.

I walked towards the kitchen to find a small girl making breakfast for two people.

'Excuse me,' I asked, forgetting to feel uncomfortable because of my hangover. 'But where am I?'

The girl with the blonde hair swiped around on her feet. Her smile seemed familiar.

'You're in my apartment, silly,' she smiled at me. 'We spend the night together.'

And at that exact moment the whole room started turning, oh shit…

I ran towards the sink, luckily I made it just in time before the whole content of my stomach came out of my mouth.

The girl softly rubbed my back.

'Easy now,' she said when I was finished puking. 'Just sit down.' She led me to one of the kitchen chairs and placed me on it.

'Sorry,' I puffed. 'I can't remember anything and I feel like a sack of potatoes at the moment.'

Her big eyes just stared at me.

'You seemed to have forgotten a lot these last days,' she sighed. 'My name is Cassie, remember? We met before yesterday once.'

I looked in her eyes as she smiled at me again. Nothing reminded me of the time she spoke off.

'I really don't know you,' I spoke and placed one of my hands against my forehead.

'You do,' this Cassie said to me with a small frown. 'We've met a year or two ago. You told me you had run away from your home in Ireland. So you came to New York.'

'What? I've never been in New York before! Wait… I'm in New York?' I asked surprised.

Cassie blinked a few times out of astonishment.

'Tell me, what do you remember?'

'That I had… a fight with my sister and a friend,' I told the girl. 'A pretty bad fight. And next thing I knew was that I was getting on a bus. Then I woke up here.'

'You're messed up,' Cassie said with a sad tone. 'I had hoped you'd remember me again after last night.'

'About that,' I asked. 'What did we do…?'

She gave me a look I had known for some years now. Shit. We had sex. Shit.

'Well… fuck,' I loudly said with an angry tone. 'How will I explain this to Sebastian then?!'

'Sebastian?' Cassie asked in surprise.

I nodded.

'Yeah, a boy I'm sort of with,' I said as I realized something else. 'Shit. I hit him fucking bad. Fucking bollocks!'

Cassie smiled at me.

'I knew you'd find someone to be with someday!' she laughed. ' I told you, but you wouldn't believe me.'

She was making my headache even worse.

'I don't remember you, okay? Fuck off with trying to act like I do!' I said angry.

'But you do!' she said just as angry. 'Just try! That time was just the same as this one, except for the drugs. You didn't want them back then. You were too afraid because of Evy.'

Drugs? I had taken drugs? I had despised drugs all my life, all because of Evy...

I placed my head on the kitchen table and closed my eyes.

'You were with us for over a month. I met you in the same café that we were in yesterday, you were singing and I just loved you voice, so I asked if you wanted to sing with me sometime, together.'

Inside of my head I saw the pub from yesterday evening. Then the sight changed, it became older.

I saw Cassie sitting in front of me, smiling as I sung.

'We had talked all night, and you told me you were homeless, so I took you to the house where I was staying with my friends. You lived with us for a month, remember? We were always together then.'

I looked up at her eyes, in which tears had formed.

'You were my best friend back then,' she cried as the tears started streaming down her face. 'Until the police found you and dragged you away from me. They send you home.'

My head felt as if someone was shooting bullets at it.

Why did I decide to go to New York? Now, all my money was gone.

Well, at least I was away from my dad and Evy. She's the fucking idiot of the family anyway.

I wipe away the tears from my cheeks as I walk down the street. It is night already and with just a few bucks left I decide that getting something to eat isn't a bad idea.

I walk into a café that looks rather cozy. Hopefully they serve food here, I think.

There is a band playing inside of the building. I walk up to the bar.

'Can I get something to eat here?' I ask the man behind the bar. He looks at me with strange eyes.

'Yeah, you can,' he says with a smile. 'But you have to perform first.'

'What? That's a dumb rule,' I say. 'I've got money if that's what you think…'

'No really, the owner only has food for the people that perform, so you should do that first,' the man behind the bar says. 'I'm sorry, but I can't afford to lose my job by giving you some food. Other people will ask for food as well if I'd do that.'

'Sure, I'll sing something,' I say annoyed. What a stupid crap. I just wanted food.

As soon as the band finished it was my turn. I know I can sing, so I am not very nervous. I sing Home from Michael Bublé, since I really like that song. I notice that one girl is looking at me the whole time, a little blond girl. She looks very nice.

As I am done with singing and I get of stage, she walks up to me.

'You're amazing!' she says, making me blush. 'Will you sing with me once? Please?'

I looked up at Cassie again, my eyes staring into hers.

'I remember meeting you,' I said in surprise. 'I do! I remember you!'

Her smile shines.

'Think! Remember more!'

The policemen have a firm grip around my upper arms. Fuck!

'Rory!' Cassie screams with tears streaming down her eyes. 'Rory! Fight them! Don't leave me alone!'

I try so hard to get them to let go of me, but the man are too strong for me.

'I'll come back for you!' I scream towards my best friend. 'Don't forget me! I won't forget you either!'

'Please…' Is the last thing I hear Cassie whispered before they put me in the car.

'Cassie,' I asked the girl in front of me. 'Why don't I remember you? I said I wouldn't.'

The blonde in front of me nodded.

'I don't know why,' she said with tears in her eyes. 'You just forgot about me.'

I stood up from my seat and walked up to her. My arms wrapped themselves around her tiny body and I pulled her close against me.

'I'm so sorry,' I whisper in her ear.

'Rory,' Cassie said with a soft voice. 'Promise me, you will stop playing games with people and their feelings. For once and for all.'

A frown formed on my face.

'Did I… do that while I was here?' I asked confused as I stroke her hair.

'Yeah… with girls and boys, every day you played against someone else again. You won every time,' she whispered with her lips against my chest. 'You've hurt lots of people with that.'

I didn't know what to say.

'Why do you play these games?' Cassie asked me and pushed herself off of me. 'I mean… last night was just for fun, and I made the first move but…'

I hadn't told her no. I should have told her no, because I was in love with someone else.

'I hurt you when I talked about Sebastian, right?'

My voice was once again emotionless, no feeling was to be heard in my voice. I had put my wall up once again.

The blonde girl nodded, with a face filled with hurt and sadness.

'Not only me, you hurt Sebastian as well,' she then whispered and looked straight into my eyes.

Her words hit me like lighting had stuck.

'I play games because…,' I said, trying to explain it. 'Because with games, I won't feel something real. Everything I do when I play is without emotions, or they're fake. It's as if I feel better when other people got hurt, instead of me for once.'

A tear rolled down my cheek as I realized that out of all the people I had hurt, I had hurt myself the most. In the end it was still me who had the most pain.

We were walking towards the bus station. Our hands held onto each other.

'Are you sure you don't want to come with me?' I ask her with a sad tone. 'I really, really would love you to come with me, you know.'

Cassie smiled her biggest smile at me once more.

'No, I have my own stuff I'm supposed to be doing around here,' she said. 'But I promise that I'll come visit you and meet this wonderful Sebastian!'

I smiled back at her. We had arrived at the bus station and with only a few minutes left I thought of two last questions I had to ask her.

'Cassie, why did I come to New York a year ago?' I asked her without looking at her face. 'I mean, why New York?'

The girl laughed.

'I asked you the same question the first night I met you,' she smiles. 'But you didn't have an answer for me then. You said that you just got on the first plane you could catch.'

That really did sound like me…

'And why did I come back this time?' I ask her confused. My bus arrived and I saw people getting in it already. 'Shit… I have to go.'

'I guess you just took the first bus you could catch,' Cassie said with a wink. She gave me a firm hug.

'I'll miss you,' she whispered in my ear. 'And if you forget about me again, I swear to god that I'll smack you so hard you will never remember anything anymore.'

'That's a deal,' I smiled as I let go of her. 'I'll see you again, someday.'

As I got in the bus I heard Cassie whisper: 'Yeah, someday.'

I hoped this one helped your confusion.

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