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grace

school ended hours ago but the feelings that occurred earlier today have stayed buried inside of me; those painful gut wrenching emotions.

i lay on my carpeted bedroom floor and my eyes are going in continuous loops as i stare at the ceiling fan.

my head is swerving left and right, back and forth, like a car that has lost all control.

my thoughts stopped by a light, quite clanking noise; my head shifts all around trying to discover where the constant annoying clink is sounding from.

i turn my head towards the window seeing a tiny shadow appear and then the clink sounds.

i stand to my feet walking towards the window peeling the flowing curtains back; my eyes focus on the boy with the familiar chocolate hair.

he is mouthing words to me but i have never been good at reading people's lips so i unlatch my window sliding it up allowing his voice to fill my ears.

"can we talk? please grace" grayson says pleading.

"there isn't anything to talk about grayson." i reply starting to close my window.

"i hurt you bad, not only now but a while ago. you know it and i know it." he stated making my body freeze and my blood run cold.

"front door." i say slamming my window shut latching it so it locks.

i hurry to the front door opening it as grayson walks into my house casually as if we are best of friends.

"why are you bringing this up grayson?" i questioned him.

"we never talked it through and now it's bringing even more problems. we can't keep running from what happened grace." he told me as i roll my eyes.

"if we stop bringing it up and don't bother each other then we won't have to worry about it." i said with an obviously fake smile skipping over to the door like a little kid.

"now you can leave and never bother me again." i spoke to him.

"grace please stop this." he said as i giggled.

"stop what? stop being a little bitch?" i said to him sparking the old memory back into his brain.

grayson inched closer to me but i didn't back away from him, i stayed right where i am as if my feet are glued to the hard wood floor; as his body grows closer to mine i can feel the heat radiating between the both of us.

he placed one hand on the back of my neck as words left his lips," why can't you forgive me grace?"

"why did you bully me grayson?"

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yo guys sorry for not updating in 25 thousand years but i is backkkkk

thank you guys for putting up with me not uploading but school has been so difficult because all of our big test and exams are happening but summer is soon sO ILL BE UPLOADING MORE

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