Grester!

Chapter 23

Chester’s POV

I looked at my phone nervously, not wanting to open it for fear of what the text would say.  I knew that it would probably be something rude or questioning.  Sarah had always seemed like a nice woman, I didn't know her all that well, but Grace was pretty good friends with her.  I knew that Sarah’s attitude towards me was only to protect her friend, but it still didn't give her a great impression in my mind.  She and Mamrie had been the ones to protect Grace during our be relationship.  Hannah had always been the one to comfort Grace.  

I opened my messages, reluctantly.  

What the actual fuck? Why are you even here?

My mind went blank.  I didn't know how to respond.  I didn't know whether to be apologetic or to be blunt right back to her.  I looked over to her table, she was glaring at me, and Hannah was trying to make as little eye contact as possible.  I looked across our own table, at Grace, she was also on her phone.  I assumed that Sarah or Hannah had texted her as well. I answered Sarah.

I didn't cheat on her, Sarah.  I told her that.

I nervously pressed send, and watched her read the text. She still looked pissed, and I hoped that she would try to understand.  My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I decided to leave it and talk to Grace. I held her hand tightly.

“Are you okay, Gracie?” I asked her. She looked down at her lap, then up to me.  

“I just don’t want to have to deal with this.  I just want them to understand.” she said, tears forming in her eyes.  I looked deep into her eyes, wanting to reassure her.

“Do you want to leave?” I asked, grabbing my coat.

“N-no.  They've already found out, it doesn't matter anymore.” she stuttered.

I nodded, finally deciding to check my phone.  I felt my chest thud, as I opened my phone to read Sarah’s response.

I don’t want to make a scene, for Grace’s sake.  But know that I think Grace is making a huge mistake by trusting you. 

My face fell, I looked up to Grace, wondering if Sarah was right.  I looked over to Sarah and Hannah’s table, looking for any sympathy.  I found none.  Sarah continued to glare, as Hannah was avoiding all conflict.  

Grace’s face was full of anxiety and worry.  She had almost a pleading look on her face. I desperately wanted to hold her and tell her that it was all going to be okay, but I wasn't even sure of that fact, myself.  

“I love you, Grace.” I said softly.  I held both of her hands in mine, looking into her eyes. She smiled.

“I love you too.” Grace replied softly, as well. 

“Lets just forget about them for now, okay?” I suggested. “We’ll deal with this later.” Grace nodded, giving me a little smile, before looking over to Sarah and Hannah.  

We finished our meal, chatting quietly.  It felt like before, and I was so happy.  She was clearly happy as well.  She was constantly laughing and giggling.  I tried to forget about her friends on the other side of the restaurant, but the lingering thought of them stayed in the back of my mind.  

When we finally payed for our meal and got up to go, it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.  I knew that I couldn't tell Grace about the texts from Sarah.  Telling her could risk her losing her best friends, and that wasn't a risk I was going to take.  As we walked out, I tok ahold of her hand and squeezed it in reassurance.  She kissed my cheek, as if thanking me for dealing with the situation.  I felt bad.  I knew that this whole thing was my fault, I knew that if I hadn't worked with Taryn, we wouldn't be in this situation.  

When we got into the car, Grace looked over at me.

“You know, Sarah and Hannah bother texted me.” she said, waiting for a response.  I looked up at her.  “Sarah thinks I’m making a huge mistake and Hannah is unsure, from what I can tell.”

“Well do you think you’re making a mistake?” I asked simply, dreading the response.

“No.  I believe you.” she said, very sure of herself.  She had clearly been thinking about it a lot.  I gave her a kiss, lingering there a little longer than usual.  I pulled back and smiled at her. 

“Thank you for believing me, Gracie. You don’t know how much I really do love you.” I said, surprising myself with my own sincerity. She smiled and leaned onto my shoulder, giving me a kiss on my cheek. 

I started the car and drove off, thinking about everything that had happened, and everything that would soon arise.  

We’re in for a real storm, now. Aren’t we?

A/N  

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