Brielle West and Grayson Hart are best friends.
They've been friends for ten years and have been through it all together. There is never one without the other. They tell each other everything, thick as thieves.
But Grayson has a secret. One he's b...
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It was so sunny outside.
Grayson and I were back at the waterfall he had taken me to on my birthday. We were laying on a blanket with my head on his chest and he was playing with my hair softly. Something felt different, but I couldn't figure out what.
"What kind of names were you thinking?" I looked up to Grayson to find him smiling gently at me. "I was thinking if it's a boy, we name him Alden."
I was confused on what he was talking about, but it seemed my mouth knew what to say. "I love that name," I sighed dreamily.
"Yeah?" He asked me. I nodded my head. "What if it's a girl?" I asked.
"What about Isla? Or Clementine?" I laughed loudly. "Clementine? That's unusual."
He shrugged in response. "I like unusual names. He or she will be unique, I mean look at their parents," He put his hand on my stomach, which had a slight bulge.
"This is true. I guess our child does need a unique name," I couldn't stop grinning.
"I love you so much, angel. I thank the moon goddess everyday for blessing me with you," My smile widened. "I love you too."
He began to lean down, as if to kiss me softly.
A loud noise woke me up. What's up with me and these damn dreams?
I thought back to the beautiful dream I just had, and the tears began to well up in my eyes. The dream felt like a reminder of something I would never have, but it felt so real. Would I ever wake from a sleep that didn't leave an ache in my chest?
I only felt reminded that I would never wake up in the comfort of Grayson's arms again since he had singlehandedly decided we would never be together. My thoughts wandered.
How long had he known we were soulmates? Since we first met? Years later? In the midst of my anger and despair, I never got to ask these questions. How long had he decided we were never meant to be?
Knowing what I know now about our relationship, it made me question all of his past actions. Why he never had a girlfriend, why he rejected Erica's kiss all those years ago, why he got so upset about Finn and I. Was this all because were fated to be together? Or did he truly have feelings for me?
I didn't understand what it was like for him if he even had feelings for me and if they were real. All I knew was what I felt for him. I didn't know we were soulmates until recently, but I had those feelings for him for years. To me, that felt like my feelings were real. Being soulmates only reinforced this wonderful idea of us being together. It felt perfect.
