**Jae, two days later**
"Can you stop looking so depressed?" Morgan whines. "You're making me depressed."
"I'm fine," I chuckle. "Just worried about her."
"She's still being a bitch." Cameron grumbles, lifting her head from Diego's lap where it's resting.
"I still can't believe you guys fought." Benji says in shock.
"It wasn't really a fight," She shrugs back, running her finger over the small bruise on her cheekbone. "She was punching the wall. Like hard. We were calming her down, she swing her elbow and got me in the face. I retaliated and she didn't even fight back. She just...let me hit her."
"God," Morgan mutters. "I've never been this worried about someone."
They're not making this any better.
I run my hand through my hair, that's now cut short.
It was impulsive, I was upset and made Morgan cut if for me. So instead of being past my shoulders, it's cut just above them, with the few front strands stopping at the bottom of my jaw.
I like it, I guess.
"I'm gonna go shower," I say, standing up. "Don't mess up my house."
"We will." Benji beams happily, and I roll my eyes at him, grabbing my phone from the couch and heading down the hall to my room.
I take out my hearing aids and turn on the shower, stripping down and going to step inside when my phone flashes with a notification.
I grab it and step into the shower, my heart rate picking up when I see Grayson messaged me.
Gray💕: Hey
Me: Hey Gray
Gray💕: Can we meet up? Or can you come over?
Me: Let's meet up.
Gray💕: Our spot? Please?
Me: Of course. An hour?
Gray💕: Okay
Gray💕: Thank you
Me: Of course
Finally.
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When I get to our spot, she's already sitting down, two drinks in front of her and her fingers tapping anxiously against the table. I see the bruises and scabs on her knuckles and arms, immediately making me frown.
My frown only deepens when I see the bruise on her cheek, cut on her lip, and the cut starting above her eyebrow and stopping a little below her eye.
Wow, she really didn't fight back.
I head over the table, sitting across from her, making her look up at me.
"You cut your hair."
"You dyed yours."
Her hair isn't brown like the last time I saw her just two days ago, now it's a darker red color.
It looks good.
Everything looks good on her.
Obviously.
"How're you?" I ask, and she shrugs.
"Not good." She replies honestly.
"You got some sleep, I can tell." She nods in response. "So..." I trail off, looking at her expectantly.
"I'm sorry," She sighs quietly. "I shouldn't have snapped on you like that. I...I was taking my emotions out on you. I didn't know how to express them at the time, so I went with being a bitch. And I shouldn't have, especially not after ignoring you like I did." She apologizes remorsefully.
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Romance**Another Spin-off (Fallen-Angels)(CAN be read as a stand-alone)** Grayson thought she'd never know what it'd be like to feel normal. She didn't think she'd understand how to feel at all. As if her emotions we're all over the place, but never exist...
