They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 27

A/N: Hello everyone c:

Yet again, it is Friday and I surprisingly have an update for you.

I was writing this chapter yesterday when it decided it was going to make me lose the whole thing so it was a blank document. Luckily for you guys, I love you so I decided to rewrite the almost 3000 word chapter. (Probably one of my longest chapters).

Hopefully it isn't too rushed. I tried not to rage write too much as I tried to remember everything I wrote. Which means each lil scene type thing might not be as long or flow as nice...

WELL ANYWAY.

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Grace's POV

I felt like absolute shit.

It wasn't the fact that I broke up with Chris because I didn't really have feelings for him anymore. Hence breaking up with him.

But for the past week I couldn't get the fact that someone used me to get money out of my head.

I could probably deal with it if it was a lot of money. Heck, if I slept around with guys all the time anyway I probably wouldn't mind. $300 wasn't that much though. Not to give up someone you could possibly spend your whole life with.

I couldn't see Chris and I in the future being together still anyway. Someone else was slowly taking over the image I had of him.

Was I really worth so little to people? Was it easy to use me like that? That just made me feel pathetic.

Which would also explain why for the past week I've mainly been in bed. My bed and I had this new special relationship going on. I liked to sleep with it. I wasn't using it though. This bed meant more to me than $300.

"Gracie?" Jake popped his head in the door.

"Yes?" I called out, snuggling further into my sheets.

"We're going out today." He told me.

I could hear his footsteps coming closer.

"But it's Saturday." I whined.

"And?"

"I can sleep in." I told him like it was obvious.

"You've been sleeping all week. Come on, get up." Jake dragged the covers off of me.

It was true though. Every chance I got, I'd just lay in bed. Either crying or sleeping or eating it seemed.

"I don't want to."

Next thing I knew, Jake had his arms around me and under my knees, pulling me out of bed.

"Jake." I whined.

"I need you to go and have a shower and get dressed. Harley and Chase will be over in half an hour." He told me, ignoring my complaints.

Jake set me down in the bathroom before shutting the door behind me.

Well I guess I may as well get ready. There was no way he was letting me go back to bed.

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After Harley and Chase arrived, we headed off to who knows where. Jake was driving with Chase beside him in the passenger seat. Harley and I were in the back seats just talking.