They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 25

A/N: Hello hello!

Two updates in one week c; this is exciting

I decided to write a little Easter treat for you all (sorry if you don't celebrate Easter... it can just be a random treat for you then)

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Have a great weekend ^.^

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Grace's POV

There were a few things I was starting to notice about myself. I didn't know if they were bad or good... they just were there.

It first started off with the fact that I was no smiling. I wasn't always smiling, but I seemed happier. I'm positive that this is a good thing, but it only starts off with me being sure on what's happening. You can't always explain everything.

A lot of weird things can happen in people's lives. They might think they see a ghost, do things they can't control as if it's magic, think Jesus has come back after a gazillion years. That has nothing to do with what's happening with me though.

Sorry guys, I'm not Jesus.

Getting revenge on Chris for some reason made me feel so happy but after I did it, the guilt slowly was starting to sink in.

I mean, I did vandalise his car. I'm sure he knew it was me too. That's not something that just happens to everyone. Of course Jake didn't care but why would he? He wasn't the one having to see Chris' pleading eyes every day.

I just kept telling myself that Chris had lied to me this whole time. He didn't want me. He never did. This is all an act.

Soon enough, he'll be trying to hurt another girl. He probably was already as I did see that girl at the restaurant he was with. The way she looked at him was definitely not something siblings would be doing.

So that was the first thing I'd noticed. I started to not care so much anymore that Chris left me. Yeah, I felt a tad guilty for destroying his car but he did sort of deserve it, didn't he?

The second I noticed other than smiling and now having a slight spring in my step was that I seemed to be blushing, a lot.

This didn't mean the usual blushing when I embarrass myself or anything. This was the something cute happening blush.

Why was this blush happening? Let me give you all one word.

Jake.

I didn't know what was happening to me. One moment we're sitting down on the couch watching a movie and he'll pull me a bit closer because it's cold at night and bam, I'm blushing.

The weird thing was is that he does that all the time. It's not like he's acting different, but for some reason its making me feel all weird in my stomach.

One morning I woke up and we were asleep on the couch. We always fall asleep together if we stay up late but it was the fact that I groaned about my hair looking terrible and he laughed and said I looked beautiful.

Who the heck says that to people?

It makes my face change colours. As much as I'm not racist, red is not a skin colour people. It's the colour of sunburn and blushes. Both that never happen voluntarily.

Then there was one last thing I didn't necessarily know what was happening. I was starting to get nervous.

Extremely nervous.

Living with a guy for basically your whole life, you probably would learn to not care whatever they thought about you, or your grubbiness. But lately I was becoming particularly nervous when he came near me.