Nova.
8|It All Feel's So Real
"It's okay. Everything will be okay."
It didn't feel like it was going to be okay. It felt like I was alone and no one was there. It felt like I wasn't living, my heart has broken so many times I know longer have one to give. It felt like no matter what, it will never be okay.
"Why don't you call Kelly. She's better at this stuff then me." I glanced at Liam, his eyes watching me.
"I can't. You can't tell anyone, Liam." I shake my head, holding my hands together.
"Why not? I mean, I won't, but why aren't you telling anyone?" He leans forwards on the island, his brows furrowed.
Because it doesn't seem real.
"I'm not ready. I need time to process this all." I let out a tired sigh, running hands down my face.
"Okay. You know I'm here for you?" I take my hands away from my face and give him a look.
"Would I have called you if I didn't?" He chuckles, standing up and walking over to me.
"Take care of yourself. It's not just you anymore." I look up at him and nod my head. "I'll come by soon." He kisses the top of my head and leaves quietly.
I look around the silent apartment, biting my lip to stop the tears from falling. I pull myself together and leave the kitchen, treading carefully towards my room. I changed into some night shorts picking up Grayson's T-shirt. I stop and look at the mirror that had caught my figure.
My hands hover over my stomach, scared to touch it. I'm not sure how I didn't realise but with everything going on I didn't really think this would happen. I never expected for me to be alone and pregnant. I watch myself in the mirror, my hands slightly shaking as they hover over my stomach.
My lip wobbles and tears begin to slowly fall down my face. I close my eyes and like always, Grayson comes to mind.
"You need to shave." I say, looking at Grayson through the mirror, who stands behind me.
"What? How about you take the toothbrush out your mouth before you speak?" He smirks and I simply roll my eyes.
Bending down I spit, rinsing my mouth with water. "Mmh, you should bend over more often." I suppress a eye roll again, Grayson pulling my hips towards him, my ass on his crouch.
I put my toothbrush in the pot and stand back up again. Grayson still has his hands on my hips, watching me in the mirror.
"I said, you need to shave." I smile, turning around to face him.
"I'll do it later." He shrugs, leaning into me. "After, I take you in front of this mirror." He grins at me. I shake my head, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I'll do it for you." I offer. He pulls back slightly, confused.
"You know how to shave?"
"No. But I'll learn for you." I shrug already pulling out my phone and opening YouTube. "How to shave." I mutter scrolling through the videos. I click on a random one and pause it.
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The mafia hunt.
Teen Fiction(Editing) Warning: this book contains many strong women who won't take shit from any man. Some viewers may be upset by that.... :( *** After Grayson killed his father, he became the most powerful man but also the most hunted. When the feared gang t...
