Grace's Fall

I hate you

We reach his place and I don't say anything, I know if I do I'll end up murdering him and ripping his eyeballs out.

"Hey Grace"
"Hi, Mason" I turn around to face him. I was currently sitting on the sofa watching literally anything and everything.

He came and sat next to me leaving little space between us.

"Personal space is a thing you know" giving him a pointed look. " Not in my book princess"
I just stared at him. He was insanely good looking with dusty blonde hair and emerald green eyes, you could tell he worked out by how buff he was. Not as buff as that psychopath though. Ew.
"Don't stare at me too long or I might have to make you mine." he puts his hand underneath my chin and I blush wanting to look away at the intense eye contact I was receiving. what is actually wrong with me?
" what the fuck do you think you're doing to her," a low voice says. I turn around and see Xander stalking towards us and he looks pissed, to say the least.
"I'm just having some fun don't be angry"
" Get your fucking hands off her before I slice them off"
Why did I find that hot?
Mason puts his hand on my thigh and that was it. Xander whipped a gun out of nowhere what was he Mary Poppins?
The gun was placed against his forehead, between his eyes.
"Get your hand off of her thigh.
Mason wasn't even trying to diffuse the situation, he rose his hand up higher locking full eye contact with Xander. I was uncomfortable, to say the least. 

Xander dropped the gun and slung me over his shoulder. I hope this isn't going to become a habit of his.
I hear Mason laughing to himself.
We were walking up the stairs and being on his shoulder whilst we were made me feel dizzy, to say the least.

He walked into the room and shut the door behind him and slung me onto a bed.
"What the fuck was that Grace"
I look up at him as his frame towers above me at the end of the bed.
"I didn't do anything" I spit at him. What the hell is his problem.
"So you and him flirting was nothing"
"What the fuck is wrong with you" I practically shout at him.
He climbs on top of me, caving me in before I had a chance to move.
"You're my fucking problem, stop making my life so difficult"
" you're the one who keeps coming after me not the other way around"
His face comes dangerously close to mine.
"If you'd stop being a brat and give into me this wouldn't be hard, all I'm asking is that you work for me"
"Fuck you Xander"
He climbs off me and walks out the room slamming the door behind him. Dick. 

i know i must seem like im having a load of mood swings but don't blame me ok?

A couple of hours passed by and I decided head down and get some food. The giant house was earily quiet,my phone in my pocket started ringing.
"Hello?" I didn't recognise the number
"I've missed you"
My face and mood dropped instantly.
"How did you get my number?" I'm walking around the house at this point looking through the windows. I felt paranoid. I was pretty sure I was home alone.
"It wasn't that hard, I promised I'd come for you"
"Fuck you, I want nothing to do with you"
"I love it when you play hard to get it turns me on even more"
I scrunch my nose in disgust. I end the call and block his number. There's no one I hated more than him and now he's turning into a full blown stalker. I look at the time and it's 11:30 pm. I grab some cereal because it always tastes better at night.

I finish eating and do my dishes. I dry my hands and heard a knock at the door.

Im definitely in some horror movie,what the hell do I do?

I run up to the room I was in previously and close the door behind me. I look down and realise I need a change of outfit as my current one was destroyed along with my dignity. My top was slightly ripped and covered in blood. I know there's probably a killer outside but I wanna die at least looking half decent.
I rummage around the drawers and find a baggy black t- shirt. I throw it on.
I just sit in the room not knowing what to do. I sigh if Xander was here I wouldn't be in this situation. Hell I wouldn't be in this situation at all if he didn't drag me here.
My phone starts ringing once again .
"Joe I swear to god leave me alone"
"Who the fuck is Joe" Xander replies
"Oh, I thought it was someone else"
"Is Joe the one that trashed your apartment by any chance"
I stay quiet.
"I'll take the silence as a yes"
" I heard someone knocking on the door about five mins ago"
"Did you answer it ?"
"No"
"Good girl"
If I didn't hate him that would've turned me on.
"Where are you?"
"What missing me already" he chuckled
"No I just wanna know if I'm gonna get murdered or not"
"You won't"
The call ended abruptly after that.
I lie on the bed. It was comfy as hell better than the one I had at my apartment.

I feel my eyes getting heavy so I let them. I needed a break.

A/N A short one today I might edit at some point and change some things