Chapter 55"You mean you guys haven't still spoken since he went back?" Chris asked me as he lay sprawled on my bed."Nope." I muffled into my pillow."Did he text or call you at all?" He asked as I felt him sit up, leaning on his elbow."Yeah, maybe once or twice." I took my face out of the pillow and faced him. "But I didn't respond."Chris picked the nearest thing he could find and threw it at me, "Why the fuck not?""Cause I'm mad at him!" I pouted. "He left me here to go stay in the same house with the very girl who's had it out for our relationship since day 1."My best friend scratched the back of his neck, "Well, you do have a right to be mad."It had been approximately four days since Dean left me at Stanley and Karen's function and headed back to Santa Clara. It was fucking with my mind actually, especially how we hadn't spoken. The
Chapter 56I moved at such a fast pace, making it almost impossible for him to catch up with me. Immediately the elevator which I had hurriedly entered dinged open to the last floor, I bolted out of it and ran out of the building. Tears clouded my vision as I descended the stairs, hurrying to my car."Grace!" I heard my father shout behind me but I continued to move. "For the love of God, wait!"I pressed on the unlock censor of my car keys. The headlights of my car flashed two times and I wasted no time in pulling the car door open and hopping in the driver's seat. I could see my father running down the stairs through the corner of my eye when I inserted the key into the ignition and drove away.So many thoughts sped through my mind as I drove back home that morning. My breaths came out shaky and unsteady as memories of what had happened replayed in my head. I wished I had
Chapter 57I didn't say anything.I couldn't say anything.I felt numb and lifeless.I could hear the distant sobbing of my mother, "Grace? Grace, sweetie are you there?"My knees weakened and I fell to the bed. All I could do was gaze into space, thinking. My mother's words echoed in my head until everything felt all woozy to me.My father was dead.How could it be? I spoke to my father just this morning. How could he be dead?The pain I felt in my core took over my entire body, weakening every fibre of my being one by one. The hollowness I felt in my chest increased tenfold as my mind played back our encounter this morning. My father had died and the last words I said to him were completely awful.And they were all for nothing.'I hate you so much and I
Chapter 58{ D E A N } It had been two months since the passing of Mr Lucas Anderson. Two months of watching my girlfriend desperately try to live through the pain and failing at it. Two months of always trying to make sure she was okay or her mood wasn't so bad. Two months of trying to act strong for her. Deep down, the death of Mr Anderson had hurt me more than I thought it would and watching Grace have to deal with everything made it all worse.Watching her blame herself for what had happened to her father reminded me a lot of myself when Charlie had died. I knew how it felt. I knew how it felt to wallow in self-guilt to the point you where began to hate yourself. I knew what that could do to you and I didn't want Grace to have to go through that.The first four weeks had my heart crumbling actually. She was always zoning out, always overthinking, always seemed distant and uninterested in everything that was happening around her. I guess that was her method of dealing with the pain
Chapter 59{ G R A C E }The death of my father hadn't been easy to get by but I decided to put a lot of effort to try. To try not to let the sadness I felt overshadow every other emotion inside me. To try not to make it hard for the people who put in everything to make sure I healed. To try to forgive myself, cause something told me that was what my father would've wanted.He would've wanted me to be at peace with myself.And that was exactly what I was trying to do.Weeks continued to pass by, all in a blur. I buried myself in school work and more on the novel I was working on. I read once that it was easier to get through grief by busying the mind, leaving no space whatsoever for overthinking. So, that was what I did the whole time. If I wasn't doing school work, I was writing my novel and if I wasn't writing my novel, I was doing chores
Chapter60It was nice having things a little bit the way they used to.During classes, I no longer sat by myself. I was back to having Kyle sitting next to me and saying the most annoying things. It was good having him back in my life again, to be honest. He also had a way of making sure I don't zone out and overthink, which was something I was grateful for because I tend to do that a lot and it takes a huge toll on my mood."Earth to Grace?" Kyle snapped his fingers in my face.I aggressively shoved his hands away, "Are you crazy?""You zoned out again." He held his hands up in surrender."I did not." I folded my arms, looking at the professor."What was the last thing I said, then?" He gave a pointed look."The only thing you ever say…" I batted my lashes. "Trash."He pla
Chapter 61The rest of the week rolled by fast and by Friday, I had completed that God awful assignment and submitted it on Professor Lopez's desk. Apparently, he was right. None of us actually knew that we could get the assignment done in such little time but we did it anyway, and everyone had poured in their full capacity.I had already gathered up my things, eager to be out of the class and back home, so as soon as we were dismissed by our professor, I wasted no time in getting up and bolting right out of the class. Walking down the hall, I felt someone following close behind me. I looked back to see Kyle and I was quick to look away from him."Grace."I continued to walk."Would you please just talk to me?"I let out a defeated sigh and turned back to face him, "What?""Look, I'm really sorry about the
Chapter 62It was at this point in my life that I really came to the literal understanding of the expression 'Stuck between a rock and a hard place'.I had never been so confused on what decision to make all my life. I have had some times where I was at crossroads but nothing could compete with this. I didn't know what to do. A part of me stuck with my decision to not drop everything I care about but there was also this part that replayed everything Chris had said to me that afternoon.So many things ran through my mind actually.I just couldn't seem to imagine myself leaving everything behind and going to England, where I didn't know anyone. I had seen so many movies where they make a decision like this and it ends up messing up their entire life and leaves them regretting why they weren't just patient. I wondered what my mom would think if I told her.&nbs
Chapter 73{ D E A N }Something wasn't right.There was something wrong with Grace and I could feel it in my gut.Maybe it was the way she always seemed distracted, maybe it was the way the littlest things I said or did caused her demeanor to change, maybe it was the way she always seemed lost in thoughts, maybe it was the way I could simply tell when something wasn't right with her but this was a gut feeling.And I was going crazy with the oblivion.It hurt that she didn't want me to be there for her. Whenever I asked her what the matter wa
Chapter 72I had no idea what to do.Kendra had given me the offer again.We had quite the conversation when she called me last week. We talked about everything that happened and how it affected her view of me. We talked of how relieved she felt when her son told her that it was all a misunderstanding and everything was done out of spite. We talked about how she had received a call from Dean Ryan and the heart-to-heart conversation they had.We talked about how hesitant she was to contact me when the truth behind the photo was revealed. We talked about how shocked and happy she felt when she received my email. She talked about
Chapter 71"Hi." Dean said in the most feathery voice, his tone completely matching mine.Someone teach me how to breathe, please.I literally held my heart in my hands as I stood in front of him. I had no idea how this was going to go or what I should've said next but all I knew was that there were a million things that I was finally ready to get off my chest. I was done fighting it, I was done trying to act strong, I was done with all of it. Because standing there in that very moment, I realized something;I missed him.God, I missed him painfully."Can I come in?" I asked him.He cleared his throat like my voice snapped him out of a trance
Chapter 70I woke up the next morning with this nervous feeling in my stomach. Every action I performed, right from brushing my teeth, having a shower and getting ready, made the feeling in my stomach go up a notch every time.Every bone in my body screamed at me to just stay home today until I was sure that I could go to school without feeling like anxiety was about to knock me out but there was also a voice at the back of my mind that told me to suck it up and get this over with once and for all.I swear, I felt like a freshman on their first day of high school.Chris and I's schedule no longer aligned this year. As my first lecture of the day began at 9
Chapter 69{ G R A C E }Summer had come to an end, making it close to two months since I last saw or spoke to Dean.I remember that day vividly everyday. I remember how hurt Dean looked when I walked out of the penthouse which was basically our home for months. I remember how his face fell when he begged me not to fall out of love with him and I lied through my teeth. I remember feeling like a part of me was missing when I had to force myself to be okay. I remember going back to my best friend and him trying to get me to hear him out.Chris had told me that Dean had explained to him what really happened and that if I'd just listen to what
Chapter 68{ D E A N }Three days.I hadn't heard from Grace in three days.Ever since she broke up with me, I've felt completely empty. As cheesy and over the top as this may sound, everything seemed to have lost purpose and meaning. I never thought a time like this would come, where Grace would no longer want anything to do with me, where we wouldn't be together.After that morning at Chris', I drove back home feeling the deepest void inside me. I had been texting Grace nonstop to hear me out but I haven't gotten a response from her. It was only today that I realized that she had blocked my number, if not deleted it and that hurt me, a lot. If sh
Chapter 67I felt the pain in my core.It was as though someone had thrown a heavy weight upon my chest, crushing and crumbling my heart bit by bit. My head was spinning, everything around me at that moment was spinning. I felt a heavy lump in my throat as my eyes never left the laptop screen. Jenna was saying something but I had completely drowned her out, trying to calm the wave going on in my head.The photo stared back at me, taunting me, mocking me, causing a thousand questions to flood through my mind and rush back out. I wanted to believe that this was all just some stupid prank, that Jenna was lying about all of this, that Dean had not
Chapter 66Chris' photos got approved.He was so happy and excited that his work was going to be displayed on Mark Finston's photo exhibit and Dean and I couldn't have been happier for him. We still hadn't seen the photos, Chris wouldn't let us. He said he wanted us to see it for the first time in the exhibit and we didn't mind, honestly. We were just really proud of him and his accomplishments.The photo exhibit was tonight and Dean and I had gotten ready to leave. We had agreed to meet Chris there, as well as our other friends whom he had invited. I was dressed in a rose gold dress which hugged my upper body and flared from my waist, ending mid-thi
Chapter 65"Oh my Jesus!" The sound of Chris' voice boomed over the entire living room. "Holy fucking shit! I'm gonna be blind, I'm gonna be blind! I'm gonna be fucking blind!""Chris, what the fuck?!" Dean shouted as he wrapped me up in him as an attempt to cover me up."I'm never gonna see again!" Chris exaggerated, throwing his hands over his eyes. "Please put some fucking clothes on! Holy mother of Jesus. How will I ever unsee that?"I couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous he was being. Dean's glare etched his features as he lifted himself off me, looking around for wherever we threw our clothes to. He tossed his shirt to me, putting on his briefs right after. I put the sh