finding me while loving you

part 7

Grace's POV

I made my way to her balcony where I sat in the chair for a while, letting myself cry and process everything that just happened. Things escalated so quickly and this is not at all what I expected for our night. My heart was hurting thinking of the way Demi raised her voice at me. I don't handle being yelled at very well as it is. I've known this girl such a short time and we've had problems left and right, and she is already so comfortable with raising her voice, what else is she capable of? I am so weak for her, and I mean so weak, but I don't know if I can handle another explosive relationship like this. My cries turned into sobs, and I slowly started to fully panic. I couldn't catch my breath and the tears poured out of my eyes so fast that I couldn't wipe them away fast enough. I needed to leave. I needed to get out of here and go home to Penelope and probably even call my mom and tell her about all of this.

I made my way back inside and I grabbed my things out of the kitchen, and I walked to Demi's room as I continued to sob. I made my way to her door to see her laying on her bed still, crying as well. Fuck. I can't handle seeing her cry.

"Demi, I'm going to go home." I barely made the words out. Demi popped up quickly, and looked at me.

"Baby, no. You're not leaving. Come here." She pleaded, tears down her face too.

"Yes, I am heading out right now. I need to leave." I spoke honestly, but still not sure what I really wanted. I turned around and started heading towards the door.

"Gracie Blu! Please, I'm begging you, stop." I heard Demi yell from the bedroom. I did stop. I felt frozen in my spot. I felt another mini panic attack coming on, and I sat down right there in the middle of the floor and let my sobs out. I don't know how loud I was, or really what was even happening. I felt so overwhelmed with emotions from the events today that I truly just lost it.

"Baby... fuck." I heard Demi say. I felt her sit next to me on the floor and wrap her arms around me. As much as I wanted to protest and tell her to get away, I just couldn't. I let myself melt into her as I continued to sob.

"I'm so sorry, Gracie. I'm sorry. Please, calm down. I'm sorry." Demi continuously whispered into my ear.

"It's not fair. What did I do that was so wrong? I know I should've told you, but what did I do to make you start yelling and swearing?" I questioned.

"You didn't do anything, it was me-"

"Demi, what did I do to make you start yelling and swearing at me? I don't understand what I did. I know I should've told you, but I didn't pick up the phone and I didn't text her back. I didn't even slightly entertain her. I came straight home to you, Demi." I cried out, feeling more hurt as I thought of the events throughout the night. "We aren't even in a relationship yet, and we haven't known each other for two weeks, and you're already yelling and swearing at me. Demi, I can't fucking handle that." I pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "I just got out of a relationship where it was nothing but emotional abuse, the yelling, the swearing, everything always being my fault." I tried to explain as tears filled up in my eyes again.

"Gracie, I know, I lost my temper completely and I'm SO sorry. I can't tell you how sorry I am. I don't know why I just lost it, but I will work on it, I'm so sorry." Demi held my face as she talked. "You didn't deserve to get yelled at, I just, I got so jealous because I'm falling so fucking hard for you. I'm falling for you SO hard and I feel so threatened and jealous, and I've never felt like this over anyone. I don't know how to control it and it projects out in awful ways."

"You're falling for me, but you didn't treat me well at all." I whispered.

"When I saw that she texted you, I knew she was someone you were with and in love with, and I thought how easy it could be for you to want to go back to what you already know. Or that you were secretly messing with her again, and I just went crazy. I got so jealous and I lashed out."