Cassidys POV
"What the?" I asked. I was back in the lavish dining room with guards everywhere and Jackson sitting next to me, with his hand on my thigh. And Dylan staring at us.
"I knew IT WAS REAL. I knew IT!!" Eric yelled.
I narrowed my eyes at him. I was pissed. I pushed Jackson's hand off of my thigh and stood up. "Its you that fell asleep, aint it? How DARE you? I have a LIFE TOO, ya know?"
"Darling, sit down, calm down." A soothing voice said directed at me.
"NO. I WILL NOT." But I sat down anyway. Jackson placed a wet kiss on my cheek. I giggled. This is NOT me. I thought about my drink. I picked up the glass and smelled it. "Oh MY GAWD. You DRUGGED ME?!?!?!"
"Darling, we had to." My mother herself picked up her glass and chugged it. Not very ladylike, in my view.
"Close your eyes. Everyone." My father.
"Close them. Cassidy. Close your eyes."
I shut them and felt Jacksons's hand in mine.
"Okay now open them. This is your future." He said.
I opened my eyes, and gasped.
