Chapter 263: Stop feeling embarrassed. Everyone cries
Cass woke to birdsong outside of his window, and numbly, he slapped his hands around on the bed, trying to find out where he was. The sheets felt different, and he scrunched up his face. They weren’t what he was used to, and fuck, his eyes felt swollen.
Reaching a hand up to grope his eyes, he poked near his cheeks, his face swollen and bloated. He grumbled, complaining until he felt his body stiffen as memories came back.
He’d cried like a damn fucking baby yesterday. Sobbed really. All because he’d woken up without anyone nearby.
He was a damn fucking baby. That was insane. How could Cass do that? And then he’d sobbed when he’d seen the others and...Edgar had carried him up to his room? He was sure he wasn’t alone, in fact he was damn near sure that Lucian wouldn’t have let Edgar taken him up to his room alone but fuck.
He’d been going in and out of consciousness, so all he could really remember were the sounds of their voices, but not what they were saying. He knew that they were talking, but he couldn’t connect the dots on what they were saying.
Cass groaned. He rolled over onto his side, pulling his hands up over his face before he got the bright idea to just pretend that he hadn’t woken up. Pull the sheets up over his face, and just bury himself in his bed. He hadn’t done that yet. Not really.
When he’d first arrived he’d been all bright eyed and bushy tailed. He’d wanted to find out everything about his circumstances and had hated that there were limits placed on him. After that he’d just been trying to survive. Find out enough that he didn’t get caught and become a dead body before he could do anything else.
Now?
Now the people around him mostly understood half truths about him. Understood some aspects,, but not all. He could take a half day. Hell, he could probably take a full day but at the same time...
He shouldn’t let the embarrassment swallow him whole.